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AUTHOR OP "TUB BRASS BOWI" ETC.
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SYNOPSIS.
David Amber, starting for ft duck-shooting
visit with Ilia friend. Qualn, romes up.
on a young lady equestrian who has beon
dismounted by her horse becoming frlght
ned nt the sudden appcaraneo In the road
of a burly Hindu. Ho declares ho I;
Behnrl Lai ChatterJI, "The appointed
mouthpiece- of the Boll," addresses Amber
ui a man of high rank and pressing a
mysterious little bronze box, "The To.
ken," Into his hand, disappears In the
wood. The girl calls Amber by name.
Ho In turn addresses her as Miss Sophie
Farrell, daughter of Col. Farrell of the
IlrJtlsh dlplomatla service In India ana
visiting tho Qualns. Bo vera I nights later
the qualn homo Is burglarized Ainil the
bronxo box stolon. Amber and iualn go
huntlnir on an Island and become lost and
Amlior Is Jeft marooned, He wanders
about, finally reaches a cabin and rec
ognizes as Its occupant an old friend
named Hutton, whom ho lust met in r.ng
land, and who appears to bo In hiding.
'When Miss farrell Is mentioned Hut ton Is
Btrangoly agitated, ChattorJI appeant
and 'summons Hutton to a meeting of a
mysterious body. Hutton seizes a revol
ver and dashes after ChatterJI. Ho re
turns wildly excited, says ho has killed
the Hindu, takes poison, and when dying
asks Amber to go to India on a mysieri
oun errand. Amber decides to leave at
nco for India. On the way ho sends a
letter to Mr, Lnbortouchc, a scientific
friend In Calcutta, by a quicker route.
Upon arriving he finds a note awaiting
him. It directs Amber to meet his friend
at a certain place. The latter telts him
he known his mission la to get Miss Far
rell out of tho country. Amber attempts
to dispose of the Token to a money-lender,
Is mistaken for Button and barely
escapes being mobbed, A message from
I.sbertouoho causes him to start for Dar
Jeollng, CHAPTER XI. (Continued.)
"Ah, thnt Volcol" cried Ambor In
exasperation. "I grow weary of tho
word, Ilnm Nath."
"That may -well bo" returned tho
man, importurbnblo. "Nemo tho 1cb
it wore well for you to havo a care
bow you fondlo tho revolver In your
pocket, eahlb. Should It by chance
go oft and' tho bullet And lodgmont in
your tonga-wallah, you aro lllto to
bear more of that Voice, and from
less friendly lips,"
"I think you hnvo oyea In tho back
of your bead, Rum Nath." Ambor
withdrew his hand from his coat
pocket and laughed uhortly as he
epoke.
"Thore Is a saying, in thin country,
eahlb, that even he Btonoa In the
desert have ears to hear and cyos to
see and tongUea withal to tell what
they have seen and heard."
"Ah-h . , , That, Is a wIbo nay.
lng, Ilam Nath," ,
"There bo those I could namo who
would do well to lay that' saying to
heart, eahlb,"
"You are right, indeed, . . Now
if there bo aught of truth 'in that say
ing, and if one wore unwisely to
apenk a certain namo, ovon hero "
"Tho ocho of that namo might be
noard beyond tho threshold of a cer
tain Gateway, sahib."
Amber grunted and said no more,
contented now with tho nesuranco
that ho was In truth In touch with
Labcrtouchc, that this Ilnm Nath was
cn omployoo of tho I. S. 8. Tho wink
was now explained away with all tho
rost of tho tonga-wallah's churlish
ness. As tho tonga swiftly lessoned tho dis
tance, his gaze, penetrating tho thin
ning folds, discerned tho contours of
a cotton-wain drawn by twin stunted
bullockB, patient noacs to tho ground,
tails a-swltch. Bosldo his cattlo tho
driver plodded, goad In hand, a naked
sword upon hla hip.
Dollberntoly enough tho carter
swerved his beasts aside to mako way
for tho tonga, lest by unduo hnsto ho
should make himself soom other than
what ho was a free man and a
Rajput Ilut whon hla fierce, hawk
like oyos encountered those of tho
dak traveler, his attitude changed cu
riously and completely. Recognition
and rovorence fought with surprise in
his expression, and as Ram Nath
ff'wung tho tonga past the man sa
laamed profoundly. Ills volco, as he
roso, came after thorn, rosonant and
clear:
"Hall, thou Chosen of tho Gateway!
Hall!"
Amber neither turned to look nor
replied. Dut hls frowtrdooponcd, Tho
Incldont passed' Into his history,
mnrkcd only by tho torso commeut It
adduced from Ram Nath words' which
were flung curtly ovor tho tonga
wallah's shoulder: "Eyes to ooo and
ears to hear and a tonguo withal
. sahib!"
Tfce Virginian said nothing, nut It
wrb In his mind that ho had Indocd
thrunt hla head into tho llon'fl mouth
by thus advonturlng Into tho torrl
tory which overy Instinct of caution
end -comnion-Bonco proclaimed taboo
to him tho erntwhllo kingdom of tho
wauarnna liar Dyal Rutton
CHAPTER XII.
The Lonu Day.
Ono travels dak by rolays casually
disposed along tho routo at tho whim
or tno native contractor. Between
Badshnh Junction and Kuttarpur
mere wero ten stages, of which tho con
elusion of tho first was at handAm.
ber having all but adandonod belief
in us exlstenco.
Slamming recklessly down tho bed
of an nnclent water course, tho tonga
epun ouddatily upon onq wheel round
a Bhouldor of tho banks and rinnhnd
out upon a rolling plain, across which
the trail enakod to other fnrthnr htiin
that lay dim and low, a wavy lino of
mu. upon uio horlzontho hills In
rfica boart Kuttarpur ltsolf lay oc
j
cult And, by tho roadBldo, In a com
pound fonccd with camel-thorn, sat an
aged and indigent dak-bungalow,
marking tho ond of tho first stago, tho
beginning of tho second.
Ram Nath reined In with a flourish
and lifted a raucous voice, hailing tho
syce, whllo Amber, painfully disen
gaging his cramped limbs, climbed
down and stumbled toward tho veran
da. Tho abrupt transition from vio
lent and erratic motion to a solid and,
substantial footing affoctcd him un
pleasantly, and with an undeniable
qualm; tho earth seemed to rock and
flow beneath him as if under tho In
fluence of an antic earthquake He
wns for some seconds occupied with
tho problem of regaining hla poise,
and It was not' until ho heard an Eng
lishwoman's votco uplifted In accents
of anger, thut bo remomborod tho
othor wayfarer with whom ho was to
sharo his tonga, or assoclatod with
tho whlto-clad figure In, tho dark door
way of tho bungalow with anything
but the khansamah, coming to greet
and cheat tho chance-brought guest.
"Whoro Is that tonga-wallah who
deserted mo hero last night?" tho
woman was domandlng of Ram Nath,
too prooccuplod with her resentment
to have oyos for tho other travoler,
who nt sight of her had stopped and
removed his pith holmot and Blood
staring as it ho had como from a
land In which there wero no women,
"Whore," sho continued, with nn Ira
poratlvo stamp of a dalntlly-shod foot,
"is thnt wretched tonga-wallah?"
"Sahlbn," protested Ram Nath, with
a groat show of 'doferonco, "how
should I know? Dollko ho Is In Dad
shah Junction, whither ho returned
very Into last night, being travel-worn
and weary, and whoro I left him, be
ing eont with this oxcollont tonga to
take his placo."
"You wero? And why havo I boon
detained horo, alono nud unprotected,
this long night? Simply becaUso that
othor tonga-wnllnh was a fool, am I
to bo imposod upon In this fnshlon?"
"What am I," whimpered RanrNath,
to endure the wrath of tho sahlba for
a fault that Is none of mine?"
"I beg your pardon, sir," said tho
girl, turning to Amber, "but it is vory
annoying." She looked him over, first
with abstraction, then with a puzzled
gathering of her brows, for ho was
far from hor thoughts tho last per
son sho wquld have oxpoctcd to meet
In that place, and vory offoctually dis
guised in dust and dirt bosltlcs. "Tho
tiro came off tho whcol just as wo got
horo, lato yesterday ovcnlng, and In
trying1, or protending to try. to lit It
on again, that block-hoad of a tonga-
wallnh hammered tho rim with a rock
as big as his head and nnturally
smashed It to kindling-wood. Thon,
beforo I could stop him, ho flung him
self on tho back of a pony and wont
away, Baying that it was tho will of
Ood that ho Bhould return to Dadshah
for a bettor tonga,' SInco whon I
havo had for company ono etablo-
scyo, ono donf-and-dumb patriarch of
khansamah and ... tho usual
dak-bungnlow discomforts Insects,
bad food, and a tcrrlblo fear of da
colts." "I am so sorry, Miss Farroll," Am
bor put in. "If I had only been
hore . .
The girl gavo a llttlo gasp and sat
down nbrupUy In one of the voranda
chairs, thoroby throntonlng It with
instant domolltlon and herself with a
bad spill; for tho chair was focblo
with tho burden of Its many years,
and Bho was a quite substantial young
person. Indeed, so loudly did it croak
a protest and a warning that sho im
mediately aroso in alarm,
"Mr. "Amber!" she said; and,
wen . , . r
"You'll forgive mo the surprise?"
ho begged, going up on tho voranda
to her. "I mysolf had no bono of
finding you horo,
"Hut," sho protested, with a pretty
flush of color "but I loft you In tho
States such a llttlo whllo ago!"
"Yes?" ho said gravely. "It Bcoma
no long to mo. . , . And whon
you had gone, Long Island was a very
lonely placo Indocdf' ho uddod, with
calculated impudence,
Her color deepened and sho Bought
another chair, Boating horsolf with
gingerly decision. "I'm nuro you
don't moan mo to assumo that you'vo
followed roe half round tho world?
"Why not?" Ho brought nnotlier
chair to faco her. "Bostdos, I haven't
seen anything of , . , India for a
good many years,
"Mr. Amber!"
"Ma'am?" ho countered with affect
ed humility.
"You'ro .spoiling ; it all. I was bo
glad to aeo you--I'd have been glad
to soo any whlto man, of course "
"Much obliged, I'm suro."
"And now you'ro actually flirting
witn mo or protending to."
"I'm not," ho doclarod soborly. "As
a mutter of solemn fact, I had to
como to India."
"You had to?'
"On a matter of serious business,
rieaoo don't oak mo what, Just yet;
but It's vory serious, to ray way of
thinking, This happy Incident-
count mysolf a very happy roan to
havo been so fortunate ouly makes
my errand tho moro pleasant,"
Sho regarded him intently, chin In
hand, ber brown, oyes sodata with
J speculation, for somo tlrao. I bo
llcvo you'vo been speaking in par
ables," sho asserted, at length. "If
I'm unjust, bear with mo; appear
nncea aro against you. Thero isn't
nny reason I know of why you should
tell mo what brought you hero "
"There's every reason, In point Of
fact, Miss Tarrcll; only ... I
enn't explain Just now."
"Very well," eho agreed briskly;
"let's bo content with that. 1 am
glad to sco you again, truly; and
wo'ro to travel on to Kuttarpur In tho
snmo tonga?"
"If you'll permit"
"After what I'vo endured, this aw
ful night, I wouldn't willingly lot you
out of my slgTit."
"Or any othor white man?"
Sho Inughcd, pleaaod. "I presume
you'ro wondering what I'm doing
hero?"
"You were to Join your father in
Darjcollng, I bellove?" he countered,
cautious.
"Uut I found ho'd boen transferred
unexpectedly to Kuttarpur. So, of
course, I had to follow. I telegraph
ed him day before yosterday whon I
waj to arrive at Dadshah Junction,
and naturally expectod ho'd como in
person or havo some one moot me,
but I prosume tho messago must have
gone astray. At all events there was
no one thero for mo and I had to
como on alone. It's hardly been a
ploasant experience; that incompe
tent tonga-wallah Behaved precisely
as though he had deliberately made
up his mind o dolay me. . . .
And tho tonga's nearly ready; I muBt
lock my kit-bag."
She wont Into the bungalow, leav
ing htm thoughtful, for perhaps. . .
. Dut the back of Ram Nath, as that
worthy busted himself suporlntonding
tho harnessing in of fresh ponies, con
voyed to him no support of his half-
credited hypothesis that this "acci
dent" had beon carefully planned by
Labortouche. for Ambor'a especial
benefit.
Tho girl jotnod him on tho veranda
In dud courso, very demure and
"I Myself Had No Hope
swoot to look upon n hor traveling
dress of light pongeo and her pith
helmet, whose grcon underbrlra and
puggaree sorved very handsomely to
set off hor fair coloring. If sho over
looked tho adoration of his eyes, she
was rathor less than woman; for It
wns in them, plain to be seen for tho
tasking. Tho khansamah followed
her from tho bungalow, staggering
under tho weight of hor box and kit-
bag, and with Rnin Nath's surly as
sistance raado them fast to tho front
seat, whllo Ambor gave tho girl hit)
hand to help her to hor placo, and
lifted hlmsolt to hor sldo In a muto
glow of ecstasy, Fato, ho thought
with rcuaon, was most kind to him.
They rattlod headlong from tho
compound, ranking for tho distant
hills of bluo. Amber was seated with
tho woman who was to bo his wife.
Tho second stago woro away with
out a dozen words passing botwoon
thorn; bo also the third. The pauses
wero brlof onough, tho ponies bolng
exchanged with gratifying dispatch.
The tonga would pull up, Ram Nath
would Jump down . . , and in a
braco of minutes or llttlo moro tho
vohtclo would bo on routo again, Am
bor ongngod with the Infinite ramifica
tions of this lnbryrtntbnl rlddlo of his,
and tho girl Insensibly yielding to tho
need of sleep. Sho pnsBod, at longtb,
into sound unconsciousness.
She rousod finally vory much re
freshed for tho midday halt for rost
and tlflln, which thoy passed nt ono
of tho conventional bungalows, In
nothing particularly unllko Its follows
unless it woro that thoy enjoyed, be
foro tlflln, tho gorgeous luxury of
plenty of clean water, cooled in por
ous earthen Jars. Ambor, over
whelmed by tho dl&covcry of this
; abundance, promptly went to tho ox
tremo of calltag In tho kbanBaniah to
slulco him down with Jar after, and
felt llko himself for tho first tlmo in
five days when, ohaved and dressed,
bo returned to tho common living
room of tho rcsthouso,
Tho girl kept him waiting but a llt
tlo whllo. Lacking tho attentions of
an ayah, sho had probably boen un4
ablo to batho so extensively as ho,
but eventually sho appeared In an Im
measurably moro happy stato of body
and mind, calling up to him tho sim
ile, stronger than any other, of a tail,-
fair lily after a morning shower. And
sho was In a bewitching humor,' ono
that ingenuously enough succeeded
In entangling him moro thoroughly
than over beforo in tho web of hor
fascinations. Ovor an cxocrablo cur
ry of stringy fowl and questionable
rlco, oked out with toa and tinned
dollcacles of their own, their chatter,
at tho beginning- sufficiently gay asd
inconsoquent, drifted by imper
ceptible and unsuspected gradations
perilously close to the shoals of In
timacy. And subsequently, when they
had packed themselves back into the
narrow tonga seat and again were be
ing bounced and Juggled breathlessly
over shocking roads, the exchango of
confidences continued with unabated
intorcat
For all the taint upon her P4'
grce, she proved herself to Amberat
hoart a simple, lonoly Englishwoman
a stranger in a sullon and auspi
cious land, desiring nothing bottor
than to return to tho England sho had
scon and learned to lovo, tho England
of nmplo lawns, of box-hedges, and
lanes, of travolcd highways, pave
ments and gaslights, of shops and
theaters, of home and family tics .
Dut India she know. '1 sometimes
fancy," she told him with the con
scious laugh that deprecates a con
fessed! superstition; "thnt I must have
lived hero in some past incarnation."
Sho paused, but ho did not speak. "Do
you bellove in reincarnation?"
Again ho had no answer for her,
though temporarily ho saw tho day
light as darkness. "It's hard to live
of Finding You Here."
hero for long and resist belief in it
. . Dut ns a matter of fact I scorn
to understand thoso pcoplo better
than thoy'ro understood by most of
my people. Don't you think It curi
ous? Porhaps It'a merely Intuition"
"That's tho birthright of your box,"
ho said, rousing. "On tho othor band,
you havo to remombor that your fa
ther Is ono of a family that for gen-
oratlona has Rorvod the Emplro. And
your mothor? '
"Sho, too, camo of an Anglo-Indian
family. Indeed, thoy met and courted
horo, though Uioy woro married in
England. ... So you think my
insight into natlvo character a sort
of birthright a senso Inherited?"
"Porhaps something of tho sort"
"You mny bo right. We'll never
know. At all ovonts, I soom to have
a more moro painful comprehension
of tho natlvo than most of tho English
In this country havo; I scom to fool,
to Bonso tholr motives, ;thclr desires,
aspirations, ovon somotlmos tholr un
translatable thoughts. I bollovo I un
derstand perfectly their fooling to
ward us, tho governing race."
"Thon." said Ambor, "you know
somothlng hla Highness the Viceroy
himself would glvo his ears to be
suro of."
"I know that: but I do."
"And that feeling Is?"
"Not love,' Mr, Ambor."
"Vory much to tho contrary V
"Very much," sho affirmed with
dcen conviction.
"ThlB 'Indian unrest ono reads of
In tho papors is not moro gossip,
thon?"
"Anything but that; it's tho hidden
flro stirring within the volcano we
told ouraolvcs was dead. Tho quiet
of tho last CO years has boon npt
content but slumbor; deop down thoro
has always beon tho fire. alow, deadly,
smoldering beneath the ashes. Tho
Mutiny still lives in spirit; somo day
it will break out nfrcsh. You must
bollovo tno I know."
Night overtook tho tonga whon It
was closo upon Kuttarpur, swooping
down upon tho world llko n blanket
of darkness, at tho moment that the
final relay of ponies was being hitch
ed In.
With fresh ponies tho tonga took
tho road with a wild Initial rush
soon to bo moderated, whon It began
to climb the last steep grado to the
pass-that giveo access to'Kuttarpur
from tho south. For an hour the road
tolled up and ever upward; stcop
cliffs of rock crowded it, threatening
to push it over into black abysses, or
to choke It pff botwoon towering,
formldnblo walla. It swerved sud
denly Into a broad, clear space. The
tonga paused. Voluntarily Ram Nath
spoke for almost tho first time since
morning.
"Kuttarpur," he said, with a wave
of his whip.
Aloof, austere and haughty, the City
of Swords sits in the mouth of a ra
vine so narrow that a wall no more
than 100 yards in length Is sufficient
to seal Its southerly approach. Be
neath this wail, to one side of the
city gate, a river flhws from'thejlake
that is "Kuttarour's chlefest beauty.
Northwards tho palace of Khanda
war kings stands, exquisite, rare,
and marvellous, unllko any other
building in tho world. White, all
white, from tho lake that washes its
lowest walls to tho crenellated rim
of its highest roof, it sweeps upward
In breath-taking stops and wldo tor
races to tho crest of the western hill,
Into which It burrows, from which it
springs; a vast enigma propounded
In whlto marblo without a noto of
color save whero tho foliage of n hid
den gnrdon peops ovor tho edgo of a
Jealous screon a hundred imposing
mansions merged into ono monstrous
and imperial maze.
But for a moraont woro thoy per
mitted to gaze in wondcrtriont; Ram
Nath had llttlo patience. Whon ho
choso to, ho applied his whip, and the
ponies stretched out tho tnngn plung
ing on their heels down tho steep hill
Btdo, llko an ungovorncd, ungovern
ablo thing, maddened. Within a quar
ter of an hour they were careering
through tho city 'of tents on tho park
ed plain boforo tho southern wall. In
flvo minutes moro thoy drew up at tho
main city gate to parloy with tho
Quarter Guard.
Horo thoy suffered an exasperating
dolay. It appeared that tho gates
were shut at sundown, in defortneo
to custom Immemorial. Botwoon that
hour and sunrlso nono wero permitted
to pass either in or out without the
express sanction of tho Stato. The
commander of tho guard Instituted
an Impudent catechism, In rcsponso to
which Ram Nath discovered tho bov
oral identities and estates of his
charges. Tho commander received
tho Information with Impartial equa
nimity and retired within tho city to
confer with his superiors. After some
tlmo a trooper was sent to advlso tho
travelers that tho tonga would be
permitted to ontoc with tho under
standing that tho unnccrodlted Eng
Ushman (meaning Ambor) would con
sent to lodgo for tho night In no othor
spot than tho Stato resthouso beyond
tho northern limits of tho city.
Abruptly tho poaco of tho night was
shattored, and tho hum of tho en
campment behind thom with tho ronr
of tho city before thom was dwarfed,
by a dull and thunderous detonation
of cannon from a torraco of tho pal
alco. Tho tonga ponies reared and
plunged. Ram Nath mastering them
with much difficulty. Sophia was
startled, and Amber himself stirred
uneaBlly on his perch.
"What now?" ho grumbled. "You'd
think wo woro visitors of stnto and
had to bo durbarredl"
Far up on tho holghta a second red
flame stabbod tho night, and again
tho thunder pooled. Thoroaftor gun
after gun bellowed at Imporativo,
stately intervals.
"Fifteen," Ambor announced after
a tlmo. isn t this somotning ex
traordinary, Miss Farroll?"
"Porhaps," sho suggested, "there's
a natlvo potoniaio arriving at me
northern gato. Thoy'ro very punc
tilious about tholr , salutes, you
know."
Another crash silenced her. Am
ber continued to count. "Twenty-ono,"
ho said when It seemed that there was
to bo no more cannonading. "Isn't
that a royal solute?"
"Yes," aald tho girl; "four more
guns than tho Maharana of Khanda
war himself lo entitled to."
"How do you explain it?"
"I don't" sho replied simply. "Can
you?"
Ho was dumb. Could It be posslblo
that this . Imperial greeting was In
tended for tho man supposed to bo
the Maharana of Khandawar Har
Dyal Rutton? Ho glancod sharply at
tho girl, but hor faco was shadowed;
and ho bolloved oho suspected noth
ing.
A groat hush had fallen, replacing
tho rolling thundor of the state ord
nance Even tho volco of tho city
socmod moderate, subdued. In b1
lonco the masslvo gates studded with
sharp-toothed elephant-spikes swung
opon.
With a grunt Ram Nath crackod
his whiplash and tho tonga sped into
tho city. Ambor bent forward.
"What's tho namo of that gate,
Ram Nath If you happen to know?"
"That," said tho tonga-wallah in a
lovol voice, "Is known as tho Clatoway
of Swords, Bahlb." Ho added in his
own good time: "But not tho Gate
way of "Swords."
Ambor failed to cduco from him nny
satisfactory explanation of this orphJe
utternnco
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Secret of True
National Greatness
By Rev. JAMES P. MARTIN
Pttor of Hyde Ptrk PrubjttrUe.
Church. Dearer, Colo,
Tho enduring story of America In
not yet fulfilled. Tho anniversary oi
a national blrthdny loads us to refloct
upon tho stnto of things. Calm judg
ment would lead us to sco many de
fects and crudities In this passing ora.
Our history as a nation, our wondrous
tales of fabulous wealth and unique
physical advancement, parallols and re
sembles an individual who, hastening
to get wealth and power and to be
master of applying iclenco to indus
try, has left vulnerable points In his
own education; is llko tho man who,
gathering generously, is spending
equally prodigally. Wo have grown
big so fast that wo have become awc-
strlcken at our own size.
Wo might woll sit at British feet
and loarn. Wo aro confused of faco at
tho thought of poverty and squalor,
when' our 'German friends aro ap
proaching the problems so wisely. Wo
aro shameless because of our conceit
and arrogance in our dally contact
with men, but "tho llttlo browu man"
of tho cast is thoughtful horo and
might teach us manors. What' shall
wo say of child labor; factory llfo in
goneral; mining horrors; congestion
In city llfo: ravages of disease? Wa
surely cannot count ourselves as per
fect, nor to havo ovon attained unto
our high calling.
We need right now, less of pyrotech
nics, whothor as flroworks or vain Idlo
bubbling from somo so-called patriot
tho moasuro of whoso patriotism is de
termined by the length of tlmo and ra
pidity of accumulation in feeding at
the public crib, ,
To my mind wo need most to re
flect soberly and deliberately as Indi
viduals every day tho country over.
Tho first thinking should bo not of
what othor mon ought to do, or of
what Investigating committees may
dlscovor, and so on, but of what each
one as a citlzon of ordinary capacity
and Intelligence can accomplish as ho
forms that part of tho national entity
conflnod within tho limits of homo or
neighborhood, town or city in which
ho lives and votes. The true, slncero
dedication of a patriot's own self to
country after serious concern for Us
needs, may accomplish our Utopian
dreams and effect results that shall
stand forever.
That such dedication may bo ol
profit and glory, oach ono has a storn
duty incumbent upon him. Ho must
make the most posslblo of himself and
project himself far into the mass of
the body politic. That brings mo to
tho themo of tho morning. Tho secret
lies right here. To havo a great na
tion, lot each Individual mako hlmsolt
wise, strong and solf-supportlng. Wa
nro not saying too much when-we re
flect thnt the test, of every Institution
Is the promotion of greatness in the
Individual,
Tho holy word of God stands for tho
glory of tho ,indlvldunl, saying, "Lot
ovory mnn hear his own burden."
Christ's estimate of tho individual
gives intensity to our thought. Whllo
tho world Is busy trampling mon undor
foot, Christ is busy lifting thom up.
Christ did not consider external condi
tions. He went straight to roan's soul
and stampeded it, "made in God's
image." j
Midway between selfishness nnd dis
aster Btands Christ's philosophy, "Let
ovory man benr his own burden,"
which asks oach man to lovo- his fol
lows and his God and thus become a
great individual, gathering wisdom
and goodness as ho goes forth. In in
dividual excellence wo have tho key
of all probloms, tho solution dt all
voxod questions, tho clow of ovory
maze.
Tho secret of tho increasing wage
comes not co much by shortoned hours
or laws of regulation as by the excel
lonco of tho individual in doubling tho
quality and quantity of his work. When
we will, wo can double our wages, as
a nation. Too many of us nro buying
tools of heavy labor when wo should
bo developing intellect. Rely on self.
Go early, stay late, glvo your nights to
study, climb, mako yoursolf Indlspen
sablo, save tho waste, Your fondest
hopo is then not beyond your grasp.
Tho difference- In mon Is not made by
unequal laws, but by dlfforonco In
moaBurlng ono's own value.
Which Is bettor, to bring all mon
down to a common level, or to lift up
tho lowest to tho lovol of tho strong
est, wisest and greatest? To roturn
to our scheme, tho secret' of national
greatness lies In personal culturo, por
sonnl happiness, character and worth,
Tho survlvnl of tho fittest Is ours horo.
Tho boundary between strength and
weakness lies there. Tho strong man
wills to bo stronger and becomes so.
The weak man Is contont to stay as
ho Is, and so loses his estato.
Glvo yourselves to preparation for
the last grand, strugglo. Ton years of
fitting for ono yoar of sublime living
la nono too great, Such Is tlmo saved.
Wo need Pauls in our life so that
tho faith may bo spread. Wo want
an Ideal nation Ideal in equal rights
for all; justlco, that nono shall suffer:
a square deal, with handicaps for nono
to tho advantage of another. Tho pur.
poso of God In history Is to' exalt man
hood to its placo of glory, whoro all
shall bo "sons of God." "Bohold now
are wo tho sons of God." But are wo
living as sons or 'as servanta? Lot un
mako ourselves worthy of our high
calling by living as God would havo
us livo, for of a truth righteousness
exaltoth a nation, but "sin. Is a re
proach." . '