HOW I LOVE HER.
Eow I love her none may Bar
la what sweet and varied way
Loving ber this way and that;
For a ribbon on ber bat
For ber soft check's crimson fly
For a trick ol ber blue eyes!
Slow I love ber bone may say.
Yet I love ber all the day !
How I love her none may know;
Who can say why roses grow?
Bow, where'er it breathes and blows.
Still the rough wind loves the rose?
For her lips, so honey sweet.
For the fulling of her feet
Who shall all my love declare?
Yet I love her all the year!
How I love her none may say;
In the winter. In the May
In all seasons, dark or bright.
Love by day and love by night !
For her glance, her smile; the ir.ort
Presence of her there and here!
In rrjr sighing, in my song.
Stili I love her all life long!
F. L. Stanton, in Atlanta Constitution,
THE NEW YORK ALPS.
.A. New Jersey Man's View of the
City in 1920.
It was a sultry morning in August,
1920; Laving' au idle day in New York,
I had Inveigled a friend into showing'
me its marvelous sights.
"I hope you've brought an overcoat,"
he said, to my amazement, as we
started out. "Yon will need it," he
added; moping his forehead. As ha
spoke we turned into a narrow street
running north and south. Here a
breeze struck our faces as cool as if it
blew from the ferny depths of a can
yon. The light was twilight, and
looking up I saw that we were walled
in by gigantic buildings. Far above,
between their black sides, ran a silver
ribbon of sky.
"We are now entering the range of
the New York Alps," he exclaimed.
"But what is the reason for this sud
den change in the weather?" 1 asked,
fearing to contract pneumonia before
I could button my coat.
"Why, the sun rises at eleven and
nets at two in this street. It is called
Crevasse alley. This building on the
right is Jungfrau, the other Jugger
naut. Both are snow-capped." He
then began to stare so hard at Jung
frau that I thought he must be trying
to discover a mortgage on it, but one
glance at his face assured me that I
was wrong. He was weeping. "That
is my old homestead." he sighed.
I looked at him amazed. "What a
perfectly enormous family there must
have been;"
"Only three children," he replied,
puzzled at my surprise. "Oh, I see,"
he laughed; "you thought we occupied
the whole building. No, indeed; there
were forty-five other families under
the same roof. My homestead is the
two extreme northeast windows of the
tenth floor. See, one of them has a
jar of milk on it." Then followed an
eloquent silence which I dared not
break. "I tell you. Tom," he at length
continued, "it stirs all the poetry in
my being to see my old home again.
What fond memories cling to that win
dow!" I found myself instinctively looking
up for the memories. Just then a ped
dler accosted us.
"Looking for your old homestead?"
he asked. "Hire one of my fine tele
scopes." My companion drew himself up stiff
ly. "My family were first settlers, and
our windows can be seen with the
naked eye. You 6ee, my father," he
continued to me, "owned a very valua
ble layer of air three hundred and
fifty feet above the building. I was
not old enough then to advise him, so
he sold out. But it was a mistake.
New York air is getting more valuable
every day."
I thought it a kindness to check
unhappy reminiscences, so I said:
"But how can the memory of such a
cooped-up life be grateful? What fun,
for instance, can a boy have in such a
place?"
"Oh, it was possible in those days to
reach the sidewalk during the course
of a morning, and there we played
like rowdies. To be sure, we were
cramped in many ways. We were like
the elephant in the conundrum we
couldn't climb a tree; then the rules of
the fiat admitted no domestic animals
neither dogs, chickens nor horses."
"That was hard."
"Yes; still I love the old spot."
As we talked we threaded our way
through Ravine street and Gulley way,
always in the cool shadow of buildings
whose tops were lost in the clouds. I
was thinking the while of the sweet,
idle fields of my New Jersey farm, and
I asked: "Is there not ground enough,
that people should take to building
castles in the air?"
"Is it possible, men, that you do not
understand the wonderful advantage
of those buildings?"
"Frank!-, no; and, moreover, I've
been racking" my brain to discover why
they are painted in stripes."
"The particalar building beJtwe you
is called the Refrigerator," he ex
plained. "And those stripes are the
isothermal lines representing its sum
mer climate red being torrid; green,
temperate; white, approaching arctic.
Well, I'd no idea you knew so little of
the world; you must have been living
In New Jersey." Then, seeing my
confusion, he said: "In that case you
need a change of air. Let us ascend
the Refrigerator. It only takes a day
and a half."
"A day and a half !" I gasped. "And
you sleep in the elevator?"
"Why, yes. There are Pullman
sleepers attached. But don't say ele
Tators. man; that's old American.
They're called translators now. Come,
it's sweltering here, and once there
we'll have peaches for tea and tobog
gan slides after. I know some de
lightful people, too the first families
of the Refrigerator, who claim to have
come up it the first translator."
The plan was alluring, I agreed, and
In an hour we were on board the trans
lator, speeding upward.
The first stations were hot, noisy
slams, and, as I am rich and poverty
annoys me. I paid no attention to
them. It crew more interesting in
Total.
, .6142,811.
From a perusal it will be .seen
r
the afternoon, when we strnck October
weather, and as we neared a station
the conductor called out: "Thirty
minutes for shopping."
Upon my looking puzzled my friend
said: "We'll need to stop and buy
warmer clothing." I was beginning to
lose the power of being surprised, so I
made no exclamation when we alighted
upon an indoors 6treet lined with
6tores. The inhabitants were brisk,
and there was a general air of gayety
and a great display of fashion.
"We've now entered the green
Isotherm," said my friend; "the sum
mer resorts of the 'upper ten. In fact,
the social scale runs up and down this
building like a thermometer, and one
often hears the elite described as a
seventy-degree family."
"At least at one end of the scale
they live on 0," I added.
"The next region is a queer con
trast," he continued, as the translator
again sped upwards. "The apartments
are inexpensive, for clouds hang con
tinually about the windows. The com
munity is composed almost entirely of
poets and artists, for the3r love to live
in the clouds, you know."
I was much disappointed to see that,
as our route lay through a dark shaft,
we could see Dothing of the scenery.
The room was artificially lighted, and
I only felt with horror that we were
still flying upward.
"Aren't we almost up to heaven?" I
asked, finally.
"No." lauged my friend. "But this
is our last stop. We are now on the
roof of the Arctic fiats," he explained
as we alighted. "This is mild winter
climate."
I observed many bazars where furs.
! skates and blankets were for sale, and
Christmas trees were standing every
where. There had been a light fall of
snow, and children were coasting mer
rily down a slanting roof; there were
even a few sleighs. I noticed shadows
J shifting over us continually, and look
1 ing up I saw air-ships flying in every
i direction.
J "You will be surprised to hear," said
J my friend, "that many never leave
i these regions during their lifetime,
which accounts for the fair northern
! type of the inhabitants. I have an
l aunt living here whom I've never seen,
j She was naturally frigid and pre-
ferred living in these flats. We call
her Aunt Arctic, and often talk of fit
! ting out an expedition to discover
her."
"Had you any idea," I interrupted,
i "that it was half-past ten o'clock. It's
perfectly light!"'
"Oh, that's because we're so near the
stars. Y'ou'll find out that all the as-
' tronomers live here. They tell us that
there are indications that Mars isleav
j ing her orbit to avoid the smoke from
i the chimnej-s of our high buildings."
"I don't doubt it. I should think on
; a soft summer evening one might even
hear the music of the spheres here,"
i "You may laugh," he rejoined, "but
i queer things have happened. It's an
' actual fact that after the World
building was completed one of Jupi
' ter's moons deserted him and took to
revolving around its dome. Astrorio
j mers were wild with excitement. But
j one night it disappeared, having dis
; covered, I sujrpose, that the World was
! not exactly a heavenly body."
j Just then we were attracted by a
great crowd under a lightning-rod.
I "Why, you see," explained a man,
i "we had a friget last night; a star got
j stack on our lightning-rod."
"You don't mean it?"
j "A fact, sir. After an hour of agony
on our part, during which we played
the hosa on it, it wiggled itself clear
i and rolled off."
j "How strange it all is!" I murmured
! as we walked on. "In my geography
I days I used to consider the Rocky
mountains high, but after seeing the
New York buildings I shaU never
again presume to think so. I under
stand now a sentence iu my daughter's
lesson which puzzled us both, it said
The New York glacier rises in the
New York Alps, takes a downward
course, and empties into the West side
sewer.'"
"Oh, yesj that starts in the north
gutter of the Iceberg fiats."
As it was getting late we descended
to the summer resorts, where we had
decided to remain a time in preference
to the Arctic region; for. as my friend
said, "Living was too high up there."
Caro Lloyd, in Leslie's Weekly.
The Doctor's Rash Promise.
This is a true tale, and it points a
moral. A physician of this city had
treated a certain gentleman and was
asked the question: "How much do I
owe you?"
"Three dollars," said the physician.
But when the patient drew forth a
ten dollar gold piece the healer looked
chapfallen, and asked, anxiously:
"Have you no change?"
"No," was the answer. "Only this
and two nickels."
"Then give me the two nickels," said
the physician, "for if I take the gold I
shall be seven dollars out."
The unhappy man had rashly prom
Ised his wife that all the gold taken in
by him in the discharge of his calling
should be his wife's perquisite. Lou
isville Courier-Journal.
A Genuine Hero.
A party of young men were tellinrj
what they would do were they wreckei
far out to sea, and left buffeting thi
wsves without a plank to assist them
Each one gave his opinion except
Taddy Murphy, who after being askert
for his, replied:
"Bedad, ye cowardly set of spal
peens, ye'd all be after savin' yer
selves, an' not tryin to save another.
Why, it's Faddy Murphy that woulA
swim ashore au' save himself, and thin
come back an' thry to save another!"
Toledo Blade.
A Thorough Confession.
"Herbert," she said, "teU me on
thing, and tell me truthfully. Were
you ever intoxicated?"
"Well." replied the young1 man, "I
was air-tight once."
"What do you mean?"
"I had a tooth pulled and took laugh
ing gas." Toledo Blade.
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.20 Ibe 1 lan Siftereo0r is tr.e popular reople, and in the present compaign necesja
that i brand. Ask for it from you jgrocer. I recommend the nomination by theltion.
COMMON POISONOUS PLANTS.
Water
Hemlock, Hellebore. Aconite, Fox
glove and Others.
The recent death of five school-boys
at Tarrytown, N. Y., from eating a root
which they supposed to be sweet flag,
calls attention in a very tragic and
painful way to the presence of poison
ous plants in our woods and fields
Just what the root really was I have
not definitely learned. A medical jour
nal commenting on the case supposes
that it was the very common plant
known as poison ivy or poison oak
(Rhus toxicodendron). My own opin
ion would be that it was probably either
the water hemlock (Cicuta maculata)
or the American .hellebore (eratrum I
viride). both of which are poisonous
plants that crow, like the harmless
sweet flag, in moist localities. But per
haps it is not so important to learn
what plant kijled the unfortunate lads
as to remember that the fatal root was
so palatable that the boys ate it eager
ly. That a root or other vegetable
product may le pleasant to -the taste
and yet contain a deadly poison is a
very important thing to know.
Fortunately not many of our native
plants possess this very dangerous
combination of qualities. Of those that
do, perhaps the most dangerous is the
water hemlock, already mentioned.
This is a rank weed, growing common
ly in moist localities. Its fleshy roots
have a pleasant aromatic taste, but are
virulently poisonous. To add to the
danger there is a closely-related plant,
called the sweet cicely, that grows in
similar localities and much resembles
the water hemlock, but which has a
root that is both palatable and whole
some. Many persons have lost their
lives through mistaking one of these
plants for the other. Another related
plant that grows commonly here, hav
ing been introduced from Europe, 'a
the poison hemlock (conium maculata),
the plant that furnished the poison
with which the ancient Greeks killed
their capital criminals, and sometimes,
as in the case of Socrates and Phocion,
their philosophers. These deadly hem- j
looks belong to the same family with
the parsnip, carrot and celery, all three
of which vegetables are poisonous in j
their native state, and have only be- ,
come wholesome through cultivation.
Even now the parsnip sometimes de- !
velops poisonous principles if allowed !
to become too old before being pulled. '
The hellebore is also a common j
plant, growing in boggy places. It is .
a lily (thcugh no one but a botanist i
would suspect the relationship) with
broad plaited leaves that clasp the :
stem at their base. The poisonous j
properties of this plant were well '
known to the Indians, who are said to j
have sometimes used it in selecting ,
their chiefs the man who could take
most of the poison with impunity being
r jparded as strongest and best quali
fy 'd to lead. On account of this tradi-
ion the hellebore is often called "In-
dian poke." It is also sometimes called :
"crow plant." because the early settlers :
scattered corn steeped in a decoction ,
of hellebore over their fields to poison :
crows.
The aconites are another tribe of
common and very dangerous plants. A :
few weeks ago a family on Long Island i
suffered from eating the roots of one of '
these plants. We have several native
species, but none of these is as well '
known as the '"monk's hood," ;
which has come to us from Europe, i
This plant has a historical interest,
as its poison was used on arrow heads j
in primitive warfare, and in the exe- !
cution of criminals :.c more civilised i
communities. In some countries it was j
used to poison wolves, and heace it is ;
often called "wolfsbane."
We are also indebted to Europe for '
several other common plants that are ;
very poisonous; in particular, the fox- ;
glove (Digitalis purpurea), the deadly
nightshade (Atropa beladonnp.), the i
henbane (Hyoscj'amus niger) and the
stramonium (datura stramonium). The 1
last named is a very common roadside
weed, having a large tubular white !
flower. It is commonly called James- ;
town weed, often corrupted to "jimsen
weed," this same having ,its origin in
an incident of the early history '
of Virginia. Some soldiers who had '
been sent to Jamestown to quell j
the rebellion of Bacon were poisoned I
by eating a salad made of young shoots j
of the stramonium. The deadly night- I
shade must not be confounded with our j
charming lilies called drooping nights j
shades (trilliums), which are plants of :
far better repute. j
I have mentioned only the commoner 1
plants whose poisons are most virulent, j
A long list might be added of plants in i
some degree poisonous, but the effects :
of which are seldom fatal. Perhaps j
the most common of all, and certainly
the most generally known, is the poison '
ivy, already referred to, which really j
is not an ivy at all, but a climbing
sumac (rhus). This plant has the un
enviable distinction of being poisonous
to the touch. Fortunately it does not
affect all persons, however, some being
able to handle it with impunity. Har
per's Young People.
Fanny Crosby, the blind Methodist
hymn-writer, is now seventy years of
age. She has written about three thou
sand Sunday-school hymns, many of
which are widely known. She was born
at South East, N. Y., in 1823, and lost
her sight when six weeks old through
the ignorant application of a warm
poultice to her eyes. She has been an
inmate of and teacher in the institution
of the bliDu in New York city since
1835. In ISiS she was married to Alex
ander Van Alstyne, a musician, who
was also blind. Her first poem was pub
lished in 1S31, and her first volume of
verse. "A Blind Girl and Other Poems,"
in 1S44.
Redfield was the first meteorologist
to prove that in all extensive severe
storms a system of suriace winds is
blowing in toward the storm center.
In Norway the perpetual snow line
is at 2400 feet; i the Himalayas, 1C.700;
in the Andes, iVMO.
In the temperate zones the ma.-l-mum
of heat Ls attained (bo-it a montl
after the longest days.
"rSftaTes senators by direct vote"or"ther
PERSONAL AND LITERARY.
According to Librarian Hosmer of
Minneapolis the public library of that
city, at the present rate of increase,
will within a short time be second or
first in the United States in the num
ber of books circulated.
Andrew Carnegie will return to
Pittsburgh in the fall to arrange for the
formal opening of the library which he
is to give to his fellow-citizens. From
all accounts, the institution promises
to be worthy its great purpose and fit
to do its donor honor. The building s
capacity will be 230,000 volumes.
Guidde's Book "Caligula," which is
supposed to refer to Emperor William,
rias naa a wonaercui saje m Germany,
Over one hundred and fifty thousand
copies have been sold already and
three printing establishments are kept I
busy supplying the demand. The j
work is now In its twentj'-fourth edi- I
tion. ;
A portrait of the late duke of Clar- j
ence, painted by Mr. Alfred A. Poore,
the artist, is to be presented to the j
duke and duchess of York as a wed- j
ding gift from the officers of the Tenth !
Hussars. The portrait represents the !
late duke in the magnificent uniform j
of that regiment, and is admirably exe-
cuted.
Mark Twain says there are three j
"infallible" ways of pleasing an author:
1. To tell him you have read one of his I
books. 2. To tell him you have read j
all of his books. 3. To ask him to let
you read the manuscript of his forth- j
coming book. No. 1 admits you to his
respect. No. 2 admits jou to his ad
miration. No. 3 carries you clear into
his heart.
Lord Chief Justice Coleridge had in
his possession an exceedingly interest
ing collection of letters of Coleridge.
Wordsworth and Southey, which had
been addressed to his father, Sir John
T. Coleridge. The letters cover nearly
the whole of the poefs career, and be
gin with the appeal to buy his dis
charge from the army.
Thomas Nast, the caricaturist, for
merly with Harper's Weekly, and now
in London on the Pall Mall Gazette,
spent much of the past winter paint
ing. His early ambition was to be an
historical painter before his great suc
cess as a cartoonist made him give up
the brush for the pencil. He has now
returned to his old love, and has re
cently finished two large pictures of
events in the late war.
Much regret is felt in Spain at the
death at Madrid of Don F. Madrazo.
one of the most gifted artists of Spain.
He had reached the Biblical limit in
age. Among his most famous pictures
are "Godfrey of Bouillon Proclaimed
King of Jerusalem," painted in 1SS9;
"Marie Chrtstine as a Nun at the lied
of Ferdinand VII.," "Women at the
Sepulchre of Christ," and many por
: traits of Spanish aristocrats.
Queen Victoria presented the duch
: ess of York with two cradles for her
i baby. One is of whitewood. and is the
same bassinet as originally held the
: Empress Frederick of Germany. It has
, an inscription in silver letters to that
; effect, and also that the queen gave it
: to the duchess of York in 184. It is
, fitted up with white satin and Honiton
' lace. The other cradle Ls made of ma
i hogany with a rich gilt inlay, and is
' upholstered in pale blue brocade. Both
i are furnished with sheets of Irish lawn
i edged with lace, and blankets as light
as eiderdown, composed of
' wood.
HUMOROUS.
Tim "What kind of a necktie !
that. Bill a four-in-hand?" Bill "No,
a second-hand." South Boston News.
"What's that noise?" asked Willie,
as the owls began to hoot- "It's a
howl," said his English nurse. "Poh!"
cried Willie. "I know that, but what
is it that's howling?" Harper's Bazar.
To Us in Dreams
What is it speaks to us in dreams?
Is it a voice from Evermore?
Or is it something that we ate
The night before?
Detroit Free Press.
Harmony. Cholly Greene "What
funny cigawettes; why, they're made
with bwown paper!" Chappie Clinton
"Yaas; I got them made to order to
match my wusset shoes." Brooklyn
Eagle.
Bourd to Kick. He "Maria, this
millinery bill is very large." She
"Why, George! I was afraid you would
say that; so I got Madame Stickem to
use the smallest piece of paper possible.
But it is always the way with you.
You're bound to find fault anyway."
Boston Transcript.
"You haven't changed much," he
observed, as he lighted a fresh cigar,
"since last I saw j-ou." "No " (she
shaded her eyes from the glaring sun
light with her gloved hand) "only one
husband." Although they were old
schoolmates, conversation seemed to
lag. Detroit Tribune.
A Last Resort. Mother "I don't
know what to do about my little boy.
I have been feeding him on all the new
patent health foods I could hear of,
and he gets thinner and thinner every
day." Doctor "H'm! Desperate case
require desperate remedies. Try him
on meat and potatoes." Puck.
Fond Mamma (oracularly) "Every
given name has tome particular mean
ing, or ought to have. Charlts signi
fies kingly; Harry, the noble; Frank
let's see what does Frank mean?"
Lovely Daughter (starting out of a
reverie) "Er Frank? Oh, he means
business; he told me so last night."
Buffalo Courier.
No Risks Taken. Her lip quivered
and her breath came in labored gasps,
but she did not speak. "Do you not
love me?" he anxiously demanded, seiz
ing her shrinking hand. "I I don't
know." she faltered. Gently he in
sinuated his arm about her. "Darling,"
he murmured, "would you like to have
me ask you mamxn l first?" With a sud
den cry of terror she grasped his arm.
"No, no, no!" she shrieked, convulsive
ly. "She is a widow; I want you my
self." She clung to him until he
solemnly promised that he would say
nothing to the old lady at present.
Detroit Tribune.
I a rV-1 A . J T
to delay the paper's
FOR SUNDAY READING.
A STRANGER.
I strolled along a city street
One smiling Sabbath morn;
The May-day sun bent down to greet
The blossoms newly born.
A balmy scent was on the breeze,
A fragrance on the air,
While songs of birds among the trees
Spoke gladness everywhere.
I came beside an open door
Where group, were entering.
As soon as I crossed the threshold door
Sweet chimes began to ring.
A Sabbath joy was in the tone,
A gladsome welcome in.
Like that sweet peace which all have known
Whose souls are washed of sin.
I passed within the temple door,
A feast before me lay.
And many hungry souls were there
To sup with Christ that day.
I paused as some unbidden guest.
And bowed unworthily;
But Christ's dear love rose up and blessed.
Faith's garment giving me.
Though I was but a stranger there,
I entered with the throng;
My heart ascended with the prayer.
My spirit sang tbeir song.
And when I bowed in reverent mood
To hear the blessing given,
I felt indeed it had been goad
To taste this peace from Heaven.
Our Lord was ruler of the feast:
He blessed the bread and wine;
And those who leaned upon His breast
Beheld His glory shine.
Then this sweet thought came in my heart.
Like God's own word to me:
"If thou believe, where'er thou art
His feast is spread for thee."
The Father's love shall always find
His saints who work and pray:
Within His house the children End
His feast is spread alway.
O Stranger! fear not ye to come.
For all of Christ's are kin.
Be welcome to your Father's house
His own shall enter la.
Sylvia Hrown. in Chicago Advance.
RELIGION IN BUSINESS.
Serving God In Our Iailv Iutl Will Make
Toil a Source of Krai .loy.
! Secular work, so far from being a
1 hinderance to spiritual culture.as many
imagine, may be made a help to holy
living. The attention, consideration,
' patience, and self-re nression which are
i required in business are in themselves
! a discipline of character, and in a good
I man must tend to confirm and strength-
en the corresponding graces. Then
! there are the cares and uncertainties
of business which can not fail to have
; a positive reflex influence on the spirit
! ual life. The miscarriage of so many
i of our own plans should confirm our
' faith in the goodness and wisdom of
I providence, and be a constant remin
1 der of our dependence upon the
! Almighty. The fluctuation to which
j all worldly things are liable should
! send us oftener to Him who changeth
! not, and whose love is the only endur
: ing portion. Our success and our gains
should lift up our hearts to the Giver
i of all good, without whose blessing
I prosperity becomes a calamity and
! temporal gain an inconceivable mis
j fortune. The perfidy of the deceitful
and the roguery of the unscrupulous
; should incite us value more highly the
j truthfulness of God. And. alove all,
' the remembrance that we brought
; nothing into the world and will
1 carry nothing hence should constrain
; us to "seek first the kinpdom of God.
and His righteousness." Thus the gulf
I between the secular and the sacred
j will be filled up, their jarring
I will be changed into harmony,
and the consciousness that we
Pyrenean j are serving God not less in
i our business engagements and house
, hold duties than when presenting our
I praises and petitions, will make toil
I what it was in Eden a source of real
; joy; and thus it will be impossible to
I tcU where the secular ends and the
I spiritual begins, for both will unite in
! one mighty stream of activity and feel
j in?-
j Such a consummation, and one so de
i voutly to be wished, is only attainable
by entire consecration to the Lord.
First give Him yourselves, that He
may save and sanctify you; then give
j Him your time and your talents all
I you have and all you are. Associate
i Christ, in spirit at least, with all you
! do, doing all as His servants, and with
; a view to His glory. Do nothing upon
! which you can not ask His blessing;
embark on no enterprise which you
j can not ask Him to prosper. And for
, the rest, I would simply add in clos
; ing: Carry your religious candor and
uprightness into your business; bring
j your business activity and energy into
j your religion. Make your religion a
I part of your work, and your work a
j part of your religion; let the same high
sense of duty inspire you in the one
I and in the other; let a scrupulous con-
scientiousness characterize all you do,
whether it be secular or spiritual; let
Christ be your Alpha and Omega, and
i let His favor be prized above the profits
j of business. Above all, ever bear in
mind that your chief end in life is not
j to provide for this world, which you
j must soon leave, but to glorify God and
i to enjoy Him forever: and then, day by
! day, j-ou will find this problem of how
i to harmonize the secular with the sa
; cred solving itself; but be sure of this,
it will only be on the lines indicated in
our text: "Whatsoever ye do in word
or in deed, do all in the name of the
Lord Jesus." Rev. George Davidson.
CHARITY WITH EMPHASIS.
A Lad Who Gave His Life for Services to
the l'oor.
About a rear and a half ago a boy of
sixteen conceived the plan of selling
coal to the poor of the city of New
York at cost. He was a thoughtful lad,
and wished something could be done to
alleviate the misery of the unfortunate.
The plan he had fwrmed, as we learn
from the New York Sun, he carried to
his father, who immediately adopted it.
"When will you do it, father?" asked
the lad, eagerly.
"I wiU begin to-morrow," was the
answer, "and you shall help me."
The gentleman, notwithstanding he
was a busy man and a member of one
of the busiest firms in New York, be
gan his experiment by the sale of coax
in two easily accessible places.
What had suggested this charity was
the fact that t. poor necessarily buy
their coal in nmall quantities of from
twenty-five to a hundred pounds, and
have to pay about three times its value.
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which this can be accomplished is
for the fair to be taken to some
The lad's father proposed to sell a
scuttlef ul of coal, or twenty-five pounds,
for very much less than the people
were accustomed to pay or at cost.
At first the poor, who, we are sorry
to say, have some reasons of suspecting'
the rich of trying to make them poorer,
were somewhat skeptical as to the
meaning of this abatement of cost
From their experiences they knew no
reason why any man, especially a rich
man, should bring tons of coal from
the mines to New York to sell to them
without gain to him.
They did not realize that the teach
ings of Christ, who lived nineteen hun
dred years ago, could persuade a New
Yorker to forego a legitimate profit.
He must make money from the sale
somehow. By some shrewdness or
trickery he was sure, at their expense,
they thought, to make an addition to
his riches.
But the boy who conceived the idea
went to the yards day after day, and
saw to it that first one poor man and
then another received an honest twenty-five
pounds of coal for his pittance
of money. No slate or refuse in that
coal. It wrs honest fuel.
Soon the wonderful story was told
among the poor of the city, until it is
said there were thousands of destitute
families supplied daily.
But the lad's coal was sold even be
low cost. For it was lought to be de
livered only on the dock of New York,,
and the merchant bore the cost of hav
ing it handled after that, until it go
into the poor man's hod.
By this means he gave steady em
ployment to about two hundred men,
who otherwise would have been idle,
and for whose labor the poor did not
pay. That is charity-with an emphasis.
That is good will to men after the Mas
ter's own heart.
But what of the boy? Eager to see
that his plan was fully carried out, he
constantly went to the coal yards. In
doing this he caught a serious cold
which settled on his lungs. Pneu
monia followed and terminated fatally
in a brief time. Why such a life, so
full of promise, should be cut off when
the world so greatly needs its Christ
like influence, only God knows. Hu
man reason is dumb before such a loss.
"Why not try bread at cost, father?"
were among the last words of the dy
ing lad.
To coal and bread the noble and be
reaved merchant has added .tea and
coffee at cost. He has also opened
lodging-houses, where a man can get a
clean cot for the night, and bread and
coffee for breakfast all for five cents.
This is below cost.
"At cost" is one of the mottoes of
Christian service. Pecuniary gain is
not considered when sincere men are
working in partnership with Christ.
And this man and this boy have exem
plified it, Youth's Companion.
Safeguards Against Kvll.
Be careful how you permit the grad
ual removal from your thinking and
conduct of those safeguards against
evil that were established by wise
counselors in your early years. They are
like fortress walls for your protection.
It is estimated that about one million
acres on the Atlantic and Baltic shores
of Europe have become since the de
struction of the forests a moving desert
of sand dunes, rolling inland, burying
the fertile soil and rondering the land
barren bv the sand showers sprinkled
over it, while following the landward
roll of the dunes came the restless
march of the victorious sea. Like the
removal of those forests is the removal,
in both individaal and national life, of
loyalty to the precepts of the Bible and
pious instruction. A way in opened for
the incoming of a vast flood of evil.
Morning Star.
HERE AND THERE.
Some of the
Flga and Thistles of th,
Ram's Horn.
Borrowed clothes never fit.
The devil hates a sehoolhouse.
A lie always robs those who believe it.
You began your eternal life at your
birth.
A profane tongue plays the devil's
music.
Unrepented sin is a promissory note
to the devil.
The heathen were not all born in a
heathen country.
When you use an oath you defy God-'
and serve the devil.
Death only changes the surroundings
not the eternity.
Most people believe in the total de
pravity of somebody else.
The day that does not begin with
prayer does not begin right.
God's peace is only for those who do
not fear the devil's war.
A drop of dew tries as hard to da
God's will as a thunderstorm.
All Heaven listens when we send up
a heartfelt prayer for an enemy's good.
The man who takes God for his
guide will not long have to travel in
the dark.
The love that will not 6uffer long and
remain kind, is not the kind that comes
from God.
When people get to quarreling about
their creeds, the devil stops being anx
ious about their deeds.
There is something wrong in the
Christianity of the man who never
pra3's for people he don't like.
Many a man refuses to love his neigh
bor as himself because he has a garden
and his neighbor keeps hens.
The gift that is always pleasing in
the eye of God is the one that is anoint
ed with the blood of self-acrifice.
If you love vour enemies and do good
to those who despitefully use, you, yot
are on the right road to Heaven.
The man who loves his neighbor as
himself will not have to be taken into
court to make him do what is right.
Job could believe that everything
was all right in spite of appearance,
because he knew that his Redeemer
lived.
The love that never speaks until ii
does it on a gravestone isn't doing;
much to help bring the world to Christ.
Salvation doesn't depend so much
upon what the head thinks about God,
as upon what the heart is doing with
Christ.
Get people to believe that it is indeed
more blessed to give than to receive
and the church entertainment will die
a sudden death
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