Plattsmouth weekly journal. (Plattsmouth, Neb.) 1881-1901, November 15, 1894, Image 7
DASHED HOPES. " In tiie dim corners of Lady Arling ton's big drawing-room in Grosvenor place rose-shaded lamps were casting: a tender plow, but near the three tall windows and in the center of the room there was still sufficient day light to illuminate the faces and frocks of the guests who were assembled for dinner. Lady Arlington, clad in shimmering' white satin and wonderful pink pearls, flitted liue a spirit from group to group; now greeting a fresh arrival, now pairing off her friends. "Lady Susan, Lord Marrable will take you down. He's awfully dull, I know, but Bertie Fancourt is your other side. Sir Charles, you're des tined to the tender mercies of Dolly Lansdown. Take care of yourself; she's a dreadful little flirt, and boasts of her victims. Ah! Olivia, I'm de lighted to see you. CoL Egerton, take cara of my friend, Mrs. Abinger, for a few moments till her cavalier turns up. What a nuisance your sex is, coloneL Uere we are, twenty-three hungry souls, all waiting for one tiresome man. Olivia, my dear, if in five minutes he does not turn tip I'm afraid you'll have to go downstairs alone. And with a gay little laugh Lady Arlington turned away. Sirs. Abinger smiled after her re treating figure, and CoL Egerton, catching sight of her slightly-curled mouth, thought she had the sweetest lips he had ever seen, and so thinking, he looked the closer. He saw a slender woman, with a 6hapely head set upon a round, white throat. The low-cut bodice of her plain black gown clasped a slight waist and made a fitting framework for her dimpled shoulders, tier big black fan seemed all too heavy for her tiny wrists and small pink-tipped fin gers. In the fast-fading light he could scarcely distinguish her features, but he Noticed that her hair was soft and fair, and that her eyes were large and just a little sad. The gallant colonel was still won dering what kind of a voice so charm ing a woman could have, when the door was flung wide and a tall man strode into the room. Lady Arlington heaved an audible sigh of relief, waved rather than spoke an introduc tion between Mrs. Abinger and the newcomer, and then, like a multi colored snake, her guests rustled down the wide white staircase to dinner. There was a momentary dragging of silken trains under chairs and a gen eral settling down before the last ar rival turned to scan the woman at his side, whom in the 6wift transit from the drawing-room to the dining-room he had only vaguely concluded was slxght, and pretty, and fair-haired. "Olivia! You?" His tone of aston lshment was too loud for good breed ing, but the chat about the table was lively, and no one heard his voice save. indeed, Mrs. Abinger. "Yes, it is I. I knew you the mo ment you entered, though the room was almost dark." "And yet we've not met for so many years," he said; then, with the gal lant after-thought of a man of the world, he added: "Not that you look one day older than when " She finished the sentence for him: "We parted." There was a sigh in her voice and a touch of pure sentiment in her sad eyes as she spoke, and recalled, as women love to do, the agony of that hour, fifteen years ago. which had torn her from Angus Ferrers' arms. fcjhe had been so young then little more than a child but her whole soul had been given to her boyish lover. and the parental edict which had sent Angus to India and herself to wretched marriage had nearly broken her heart. But the dream of the past was dis pelled by him who had recalled it. "And you married?" he said. "Yes; I was obliged. Mr. Abinger was rich in those days, and he bought me. "In those days! Is he not so now?" "He died two years ago, a pauper. Mrs. Abinger spoke quietly. She 5ad lived so long with tl-s tragedy of existence that it had lost its most poignant thrills, and had degenerated into a gray monotony of misery. Xo so Sir Angus Ferrers. A look of unutterable pity crept into his eyes, a note of intense sympathy into his voice. "And you are "A widow, and a pauper, too." She made a little gesture with her small, white hands; a gesture that in vited inspection of her poor gown, of her lack of jewels and that told more plainly than could a thousand words of genteel poverty and want. "My poor Olivia," he said, and as she glanced at him she saw tears on his eye-lashes. Lady Arlington grumbled next day to her husband of Mrs. xVbmger's dull' aess and Sir Angus Ferrers silence. But that long dinner was, in truth nothing but a dream to the man and woman who had parted with such passionate tears fifteen years ago, and had met once again so unexpectedly Yet, though both dreamed, their visions . were so different. He, rich titled, still in the prime of manhood, was absorbed in the dead past. If he had been firm, if he had married Olivia, hew much nnhappiness he might have saved her, how much peace it would have brought to him self. And Olivia dreamed only of a future with the man whose image had been ever in her heart, of a time of love and joy, and freedom from sordid money troubles, and shabby, frocks and semi genteel lodgings. And so, except when now and then they exchanged some conventional phrase, there was silence between the two who had so much to say. After dinner it seemed perfectly nat cral to Olivia Abinger that Sir Angus Ferrers should seek her, and, in deed, f-be had chosen a quiet corner behind one of the tall, rose-!baded lamps for their conversation. It was t,he who talked the most; tell ing him of her great trials and disap pointments, dwelling on them with the insistence of one who is drifting towards happier things. He 6at and istened. and as he Listened looked; and as he looked was conscious of a vague thankfulness that he, still a young man, was bound by no chain to the woman who 6at before him. He tried not to see the lines about her large, dark eyes, the dragged hardness that marred the sweetness of her mouth. He knew instinctively that her heart and her love were as fresh as the first day they were given to him, but for the life of him he could not repress a guilty thankfulness that she was only an old friend. By and by he rose to go, but held her hand long in taking leave. "Now that we have met again. Olivia, we must not lose sight of one another. When may I come and see you?" She looked into his eyes and a happy smile curved the corners of her lips. "Whenever you please, Angus. Will you come to-morrow?" And he bowed low and left ber be hind the glowing lamp, her heart beating high in her "bosom with the surety that to-morrow he would speak and ask her to be his wife. Lady Arlington'6 voice roused her. "Olivia, come out of your hiding- place at once, I want you to come to Hurlingbam next Saturday. ill you? Olivia smiled a "yes," thinking what would any plans matter now. After to-morrow her life would be Angus' to do with as he would. Most likely he would want her to go to some quiet river place, where they eould be alone. In happy, dreamful silence she drift ed across the great drawing-room to ward the group gathered about Lady Arlington., who was chatting volubly to half a dozen women at once. "What did you think of Mira Bert ram's hair? She changes the color every month, I declare. Lady Susan was qaite angry about it; but then. you know, she thinks it quite indecent to touch up at all. I was so awfully vexed, by the way, that Lady Ferrers couldn't come. She's quite pretty, and bsr gowns all fresh, of course, for she's onlv a bride are so very smart." "Lady Ferrers! Is Sir Angus mar ried?" Olivia Abinger did not know whether she or another asked the question. She onlv waited for the answer. "Oh, ves; 6ix weeks ago. She's such a dear little thing, anu so nice, uer father's place matches with his own in Scotland." Olivia Abinger did not cry out or faint, though the shattering of her dream and the breaking of her heart were beyond all mortal agony. She said: Good night," and drove in a frowsy four-wheeler to her shabby lodgings. Still silent, still enduring, she went upstairs to her little sitting-room; but when she had lit the gas it flared upon a face marked by the anguish of a life time. She stood by the table, her hands hanging at her sides, her eyes, which could not weep, staring before her. "Married! rich! happy! hue I, who have hoped and longed and loved. am " She flung her white arms above her head, and a great cry rent her throat a cry of all a woman's pent-up passion. of all a heart's bitter disappointment. "It is too much," she cried aloud to the shabby walls and cheap furniture; "I cannot bear it. To-night 1 have dreamed of other things, I cannot go back to the old ways. My heart is dead within me dead. She paused; a gray shadow stole over her drawn face, a somber fire burned in h-?r eyes. For a moment she disap peared into her bedroom, then returned to where the gas flared. She looked about her and, with the careful method of a poor woman, picked up her cloak from the floor and folded it away on a chair. Then she lowered the gas to the blue and flcng open the window. "I want my soul to be free to go to him if it can," t he murmured, leaning out over the street. "This will un loose my bond. and bring me peace and rest, and, perhaps, a little sigh of regret from him. With cold white fingers, that yet did not tremble at their task, she drew the stopper from a tiny phial she held in her hand. A thick, sweet odor as of almond flowers floated through the room. It dominated the faint per fume that breathed from Olivia's gown and fair hair, and even tainted with its insidious savor the outer air. With dilated nostril, she caught the subtle scent and smiled a little. "Peace and regret and remembrance," she sighed, then raising h:r hand to her lips, with one movement of her slender throat she swallowed the few drops of liquid contained in the small blue bottle. Her hand dropped heavily on the win dow sill and her fingers relaxed. The tinkle of fallen glass rose from the pavement below. She fell upon her knees before the open window and raised her ashen face to the star-lit heavens. Htr fingers twitched in agony above her bursting heart; her pale lips strug gled to cry but once to the man who, for the second time, had plunged her into the darkness of despair. But only a whisper came from her burning throat and poor, twisted mouth. "Angus my love pray for me re member me sometime." Her head fell forward on the win dowsilL They found her deadat dawn. Moi people said she couldn't bear poverty. But one man sometimes wonders it there was not another reason for her suicide. Pick-Me-Up. As are families, so is society. If well ordered, well instructed and well governed, they are the springs from which go forth the streams of national greatness and prosperity of civil or der and public happiness. Thayer. During the middle ages the belief was common that insanity was a form of demoniacal possession, and many cruelties were practiced on the de mented for the purpose of expelling the supposed demons. ECHOES OF fTHE ELECTION. Bkuodi AHlitned bv Democratic Journals for the Result. . ... The stupid delays and dallyings of a damphool democratic congress did the business. Detroit Leader. The worst of it all is that the re publicans will probably now have the assurance to turn around and assert that the revival of industry under the new tariff has been the result of an anticipated republican victory at the polls. Buffalo Courier. The overwhelming story of the ballots is notice to the administration that enduring democratic principles must no longer be ignored or sacri ficed, and the party of the people made & mere instrument for the satisfaction of a few ambitions and the gratifica tion of personal vanity in high place. Cincinnati Enquirer. To some extent democratic dis asters are the direct outcome of demo cratic dissensions and mistakes The disastrous overturn in New York state is a result of blundering at Washing ton and plundering in New York city. No party and no leadership could stand up under such a double load. Philadelphia Record. The simple explanation of the election is in the fact that with demo cratic rule came financial disturbance and industrial paralysis, and hungry or distressed men are not prepared for the refinement of argumentation that seeks to place the responsibility any where outside of the party in power. Philadelphia Times. The panic took place as soon as the democratic party came into power from the bankruptcy and outrageous taxation brought about by republican legislation. The democratic party be ing in power had to father the results and the people who do not stop to think under such times went pell-mell against the democracy because it could not undo the evil work of thirty years of republican legislation in a day, and the result is what we see So day. Burlington Gazette. The results of the election render unlikely the passage of any legisla tion of a partisan character during the next two years. Such a result is not unfavorable to the public interest, as far as it is likely to confine the doings of congress to business rather than po litical law making. We think the cur rency will be safe from mischievous changes in enactments, and if con gress shall fail on this point the coun try has still a safeguard with Presi dent Cleveland in the wl ite house. Boston Ileratd. It is a triumph of c&lamitj-. The result over the whole field of the na tion shows that the democrats now. as in 1S37 and lS57.are the unfortunate legatees of a long line of republican legislation culminating in the panic of 1S'J3, coincidently with our accession to power, and that the unthinking have accepted the charge of the repub licans that it was solely due to the change of policies decreed in 1SUU. We are the heirs of a house undermined by its previous occupants, that crum bled and fell soon after we moved in. St. Paul Globe. By far the most effective cause for the avalanche which has swept away so much that the democracy gained in was the hard times of the last year. That the party in power was not resjtonsible for the hard times has been clearly demonstrated. Quite as clearly has it been demonstrated that they were the direct and inevita ble result of republican extravagance and vicious legislation, and notably of such measures as the McKinley tariff and the Sherman silver acts. It was inevitable, however, that the party in power should be held responsible, as it always has been under similar circum stances. Detroit Free Press. The one great and all-pervading cause of the slump throughout the country may be summed up in two words, viz.: Hard times the hard times the country has gone through. and from which it is now slowly but surely recovering. These have been brought about by republican legisla tion, but the brunt of them has fallen upon the country just as the democ racy was called into power to provide a remedy for them. As is always the case under such circumstances, the people have not listened to reason nor reasoned among themselves, but have held the party in power responsible for the depression and for the suffer ing it has brought upon them. Time will demonstrate that the have made a mistake and have gained nothing. N. Y. Mercurv. We remember that certain repub lican journals professed to believe, in August last, that the reduction of the duty on tin plate would not be fol lowed by a reduction of price. "We shall see," remarked one of them, de risively, "whether tin plate will be cheaper." We are not aware that these followers of McKinley are saying anything now about the price of tin plate. The reports of the Iron Age show that while the price of the stan dard grade in this city was 85.12 per box on August 16, it was S4.12S on October 11. Perhaps our republican friends are unable to see this decline of $1 per box, or nearly 20 per cent X. Y. Times. Closing mills and reducing wages on the eve of an election is by no means a new republican trick, but fortunately the major portion of this sort of work gets no further than the columns of the republican newspapers. X. Y. World. PROMINENT PEOPLE ABROAD. Macbus Jokai, the Hungarian novel ist, recently tried to kill himself in a tit of melancholy - at Budapest by in baling the fumes of charcoaL The emperor of Russia is said to be the only European monarch whose life is not insured. The companies all rated him as a risk too hazardous to handle. MrsTAFA Bet, formerly private phy sician to the sultan of Morocco, is said to derive an income of one hundred thousand dollars a year from his profession. STRENGTH OF THE SWAN. A Blow from Its Wing Will Send m Mn Headlong. We all know the tradition about the power of the swan's wing that its blow will break a man's leg. I ques tioned a man who has much to do with swans about the credibility of the tale and he told me that he, for one, was ready to believe it, and thought that any other man who has received such a blow from a swan's wing as he had suffered would be likely to believe it also. He was summoned from his cottage by the news that one of the cygnets was in trouble. A boy had been amus ing himself with the elegant sport of giving the cygnets meat attached to a long string. When the cygnet had had swallowed the meat well down, the boy would pull it up again by means of the string. It was great fun for the boy, and the cygnet was un able to express its feeling intelligibly. On the occasion in question, however, the lump of meat stuck. It would not come, and the boy, fearing conse quences.had let slip the string and bolt ed. The cygnet did its best with the string by swallowing several yards of it but began to choke before it got to the end. At this juncture my friend was summoned to its aid, and simultaneous ly, as it appeared, the stately parent of the cygnet, who was swimming in the pond close by, perceived that something was amiss with its offspring. It swam to the bank and commenced making its way to the young one's assistance. But the swan's method of progression on land is as awkward and slow as on the water it is graceful and swift. The swan herd was the first to reach the cygnet, and, soon seeing the trouble, had calculated to remove it before the parent came up with him. But his cal culations had underrated the length of the string or the pedestrian speed of the swan. Just as he had succeeded in extricating the lump of meat from the gullet of the distressed youngster the aid bird caught him a blow with its wing on that part of the person which is most exposed to attack when a man is stooping over and the onset is made from behind. He was knocked over on his face, and, continuing the impetus received from the swan by scuttling over the grass on his hands and knees was able to escape from the bird's fury, which was soon transferred to solici tude for its little one. But the blow had been sufficiently powerful to make the sitting posture uninviting for sev eral days, and to incline him to give credence to any legends about the strength of a swan's wing. Macmil lan's Magazine. MARYLAND CRABBING. How the Hard and Soft Shelled Fellows 1 Are Canfrht. racked and Shipped. Upon the crabbing grounds the fish er does not wait for the crab to quit their shelter, but sails out to the right spot, and sets his trot-lines with tripe for the hard shells, and his net dredge for shedders, operating very much as in oyster-fishing; hard crabs are hauled up on the lines, clinging to the bait of tripe, and taken off with the hand act. Of course, many come up in the dredge nets of the soft crab fishers; these are lighter than the oj ster dredges, and I are finished with a netted pocket, I which drags" along the bottom, and brings up all sorts; the soft crabs are picked out by hand, the legs folded slose to the body, and the crabs packed obliquely in trays containing layers of sea-grass and chopped ice, with the heads to the top of the crates, so that the moisture can not run from their mouths. The crates are carefully transported by rail, the Pennsylvania railroad run ning a special branch from Crisfield.on the eastern shore, during the season ind carrj'ing the crabs as far north as Boston. Soft-shell crabs shed their shells as often as they outgrow them, the large ones changing only once or twice a year. When in the take of ;rabs any are found with the shells just iracking, they are put into "the pound," a large box kept under water, mtil they have "moulted, when they re shipped to market at once, because the shell hardens rapidly. Hard crabs, showing the signs of "moulting," well known to the fishermen, are always kept in the pound or float until they are prime for market they are called "comers" at Chrisfield, Md., which sends over five millions crabs to market yearly. In warm weather the "bluster," or moulting crab, comes into shallow water, where he can hide in the long grass, for he knows that the first hard shell he en counters will try to devour him; he has "been there many a time" himself. Until they attain full growth crabs moult about every five months at flood tide. The best time for crabbing is just after daybreak, but the crabs can be found all day long if the grass in shore is hunted, in the shallows. The inlets at Coney Island and Shark river are fine crabbing grounds, especially the latter. Many hard crabs are used for crabbing; eighteen or twenty crabs will yield about a quart of meat. This is also sent to market freshly boiled, for use in salads, scallops, etc. It costs about thirty cents a quart- N. Y. Mercury. It Wu the The landlady of the boarding-house was out in the backyard when the tramp entered and it disturbed him so that he came near losing his usual aplomb. "Beg parding, ma'am," he began, "I came to see if j'ou didn't lose a pie you left out here yesterday to git cool." "Yes, I did, and I'm looking for the person who took it. Was it you?" and she came at him threateningly. He dodged and got over to the other side. "No'm, it wasn't," he replied, "but I know who it was." "Well, you tell me and I'll have him arrested and punished." "You don't have to, ma'am," he sighed, "he's dead," and he got out the best way he could. Detroit Free Press. It is of eloquence as of a flame; it require matter to feed it. and motion to excite it, and it brightens as it burnt. Tacit as. RELIGIOUS MATTERS. A STRICKEN HEART. Keep still, my heart, O. cease thy (rroaning. Tho' stormv winds are round thee moaning. j Wouldn'st thou but lend a listening ear "My prace suffiriet" thou could'st hear; Keep still, my heart, keep still. Keep still, my heart, O, cease this aching, Tho' billows wild are round thee break Inf ; Trust Him who notes the sparrow's tail To choose for thee the best of all. Keep still, my heart, keep still. Keep still, my heart, O, cease repining, A father's love is thee er.twinlnp. Lift up thy cross, t'will liphter be. And peace, sweet peace, shall dwell with thee. Keep still, my heart, keep still. Ida M. Hosletler. in N. V. Observer. SUBJECT OF PRAYER. Some Common-Sense Reasoning on God's Answers to Petitions. One of the things brought against the Christian's confidence in prayer is the fact, as alleged, that so manj pray ers are unanswered. We object to the term "unanswered" as misleading. Many of our requests are not answered favorably. But "no'' is as much an an swer as "yes." If your child comes to you with home request which j'ou de cline to grant he may be disappointed, but he can not say that you are deaf and impotent. The fact of our requests being denied by God gives no right to argue that God does not hear prayer. There is a difference between a request unattended to and a request denied for sufficient reasons; between a God bound by His own laws so that He can not answer and a God who hears but may deny. Why should God give us every thing we ask? No parent grants all the re quests of his children. A child may often ask things which the parent in his wisdom anil love sees tit to refuse. God is our Father. We arc bnt little children before II im weak, ignorant, foolish. Many of us will recall desires and prayers which we afterward saw would have brought us only unhappi ness if they had been granted. God exercises His wisdom and His love in refusing to gratify all our longings. Nor does it weaken the force of this if we remain ignorant of His reason in refusing. Parents often deny the re quests of their children without giv ing the reason. Sometimes the reason would be beyond their comprehension, sometimes to know it would only add to their unhappiness. The father has a right to expect confidence in his judgment even where his conduct can not be completely understood. If God does not always make clear to'us why we are denied certain things, what does He differently from the loving j earthly parent? The conclusion to be drawn from the fact that some requests in prayer are denied is not that God does not and can not answer prayer, but that there is some defect in the prayer or in our selves. Some seeds do not germinate and bear fruit. But that does not lead us to infer that the law of tin; harvest has been abrogated. It may have been because of some defect in the seed or the soil, perhaps because of lack of care on the part of the sower. Instead of reasoning that prayer is vain be cause a single petition has not been met as we desire, the true reference is to some principle of God's sovereignty which makes it impossible or unwise to grant as we desire. We must not limit God by saying that He is obliged to answer our prayers any more by Raying that He is vitable. We must leave Him room to act according to His love and truth. We mav be cer tain that He will deny us nothing with out a wise purpose in denying. The whole question of prayer in fact hinges upon the existence of a personal Father, ruling the universe. If one believes in that he must believe that we ma3- reach that Being with our thoughts and Oesires and needs, and that these will " be apprehended by Him. Why then should this belief be staggered because all our petitions are not granted exactly according to our asking? Our well authenticated be stowment of blessing in response to prayer is all the argument needed as against every objection brought by un belief. Suppose that a man says it is impos sible for one in New York to converse with a person in Philadelphia. And he marshals in proof laws of sound and laws of voice and laws of air. But here is a man who says: "I live in New York and I have conversed while there with a person in Philadelphia." Where would all the proofs of impossibility be? Then suppose the objector having learned about the tele phone attempts to use it. He comes to his informer and says: "I have tried your telephone and I couldn't converse with a person in Philadelphia by means of it," The other replies: "Well, it may be that vou failed, but I hart done it. That show It is possible. If j-ou failed it must have been because of some defect in the wires, or some condition of the atmosphere unfavor able, or perhaps you did not know how the telephone should be used." There are hosts to testify that they have had their prayers answered. "Those who never pray, or never pray with the humility, faith and importu nity that wins its way to Heaven, can not speak from experience as to the ef ficacy of prayer; nor are they in a posi tion to give credit to those who can." But at least on such a subject as this the voice of the whole company of God's servants may be held to counter balance a few a priori surmises and doctrines. Christian Work. THE POWER IS CHRIST. It IsThrouch the Indwelling of the Spirit That We Are Able to Iteslst Kvil and Shoir Forth Christ to the World. To stand up against all the social currents that set away from God and holiness, to resist the craze for wealth at all hazards, to conquer fleshly appe tites, to hold an unruly temper in check, to keep down selfishness, to di rect all our plans, all our talents, all our purpostrs and influence toward the good of others and the honor of our Master, requires more power than any uaaised man possesses. It requires Jesus Christ in the soul. Christ's mas tery of us alone can give us self-mastery, yes, and mastery over the powers of darkness and of hell. This is the secret of a strong and a joyous life. Such a life is self-evidencing. Al though the interior union of a believer to his Redeemer is invisible, yet the results of it are potent to the world. They are seen and read of all men. Just as we know the supply of coal and the power of the unseen engine by the steamer's speed, so we can estimate the fullness and strengh of a man's piety by his daily life. Our outward lives can never rise above the inward, he who has not Christ in his conscience will not have Christ in his conduct. The churchmemlwr who does not draw from Christ in his closet will have but little of Christ to expend in the com munity. The hidden life of an apple tree comes out in bright leaves and full baskets of golden pippins. In a thou sand ways does the hidden life with our Master come out before the world. It is manifest in the man of busi ness who measures his goods with a Bible yardstick; in the statesman who would rather lose his election than lose God's smile; in the citizen who votes with the eye of his Master on the ballot; in the pastor who cares more for souls than for sal ary. The mother displays it when she seeks first the kingdom of Heaven for her children, and the daughter ex hibits it when she .would rather watch by a sick mother's bed than enjoy an evening's gay festivities. No life is so humble or so obscure but it can shine when Christ shines through it. My friend, if Christ is hidden within you, let him not be hidden by witness. The mightiest sermon that no skeptic can answer is the daily sermon of a clean, sweet, vigorous, happy and fruitful life. If you are waiting constantly on God He will renew your strength: you will mount with wings like the eugic's. Theodore L. Cuyler, in N. Y. Inde pendent. RELIGION THAT IS HABITUAL. It Counts More for Accomplishing Good Than All Special Efforts. It is almost hopeless to expsct con version in some families, says Dr. Cuy ler in the Evangelist. The light that ought to shine there has well-nigh died in darkness. The oil has given out. Worldliness and selfishness have almost extinguished the love of Christ, and vhen Christ is no longer loved. His commandments are no longer kept. Spiritual declension eomes-frora lack or loss of love and loyalty to Christ in the heart. When your soul is on fire with the love of your Master and your fel lowmen. you will glow and shine un consciously. The most effective good which the majority of genuine Chris tians accomplish is not by occasional "special efforts." but by the steady daily reflection of Jesus Christ in their ordinary walk and conversation. To preach a sermon, to conduct a prayer meeting, to teach a mission class, or to visit a sick and poverty-stricken family, is a premeditated act of lamp-learing. But to live right straight along, every day, reflecting the spirit of Christ dis tinctly in the home, in the shop, in the store, in the social life, and in the duties of good citizenship and every where else, is just "letting your light shine" of its own sweet will. That is habitual religion; it worships God not only on Sunday, but all the week. Oh, what an aching want there is of inre of this in the every-tfay lives of too many church members! However flu ently Brother A may speak in the prayer-meeting, or however brightly Mrs. B may shine in the Maternal association or the "holiness meeting, yet, if they end in smoke at home, there is a mischief done to their own. souls as well as to others that neutral izes all the good they are attempting to do. Trim the lamp at home? A re vival of home piety will do more for the promotion of a revival in your church this 3ear than any "effort" ycu, can set on foot," Be Charitable. It is a safe rule, always to put the best possible construction upon the conduct of others. A man saw his fel low church member in a position that suggested the possibility of his wrong doing. He forgot to be charitable jumped at a conclusion, and went off to complain to others about the hypo crites in the church, and to quote the name of his brother as a supposed ex ample. His opinion may have been correct, and it may not have been. If the latter were 'true, a great injustice was done. Let us refuse to believe, and especially to pu blish, evil of any man, unless compeled to. United Presbyterian. What Constltaea m Whole Prayer. In order to pray for ourselves, we must pray for others." "None of us liveth to himself," and none of us should pray for himself alone. The: first word of the pattern prayer taught by our Lord is "our," and when we1 pray we should think of those who are included in that term. A cry for per sonal help in an emergency is at the best but part of a prayer; a whole prayer takes in others. S. S. Times. GEMS OF THOUGHT. No man's life can rise any higher than his belief. Ram's Horn. Power lies not in the theory, but in the application. White. A soft answer has often been th means of breaking a hard heart. Ram's Horn. Be as gentle as possible in your judgments; as severe as justice in your survey of self. Chicago Interior. You can't give a man money enough to enable him to declare that he will never lack for bread, but God has promised that .he righteous shall never come to want. Ram's Horn. What we need to know is not the reason for our trials, but that God is our Father, that His power is almighty, that His wisdom is perfect, and that His love is infinite. Christian experience begins with "He is mine." After we have made some progress, there comes to us a fuller realization of the blessed com panion truth: "I am His." United Presbyterian. i