A Pair of
BEFORE bicycling became a craze
with women there had never been
even so much as the shadow of a
quarrel between Mr. and Mrs. Cran
ston. But after Mrs. Cranston Imught
a bicycle and learned to ride well there
was a disagreement which came very
near breaking up a happy home. They
had been married three years, and they
had often said that their married life
had been one long honeymoon.
Tom had yielded so readily to all of
his wife's whims that she had uncon
sciously gained an opinion that her
word was to him like the laws of the
Medes and the Persians.
But this idea was all knocked to
pieces when one morning as they sat
at breakfast Mrs. Cranston said
"Tom, I'm going to order my dress
maker to make a suit of bloomers for
rue to-day. I do so much bicycling now
that skirts are too heavy for me."
"Whatl" shouted Tom, dropping his
spoon In the oatmeal and spattering
milk all over his necktie, looking at her
as though she hail announced that she
was going to commit suicide.
Mrs. Cranston also dropped her spoon
and looked in surprise at her husband.
"I said," she repeated, "that I was go
ing to get a bloomer suit. What strikes
youas particularly strange about that?"
"What strikes me as particularly
Ptrange?" he repeated, with a wild look
lu his eyes. "Io you think for one In
stant that I will allow. my wife to race
around town looking like a lithograph
of a variety entertainment? Not much."
"But, Tom," said Louise, in a tone
that had never failed to persuade her
husband that she was right and that he
was wrong. "I don't see why I can't
have blopmers. Mrs. Kynaston and
Mrs. Bent ley and Mrs. Jennings all
wear them and their husbands don't
Object, so why should you?"
"Itmakesnodifference why I should."
said Tom, doggedly. "I don't intend
to have my friends on the exchange
coming to me and saying Tom, I see
your wife's wearing bloomers.' Not if
I know it."
"But, Tom,' she began, "I "
' "Oil, don't talk any more nonsense,
Louise," he broke in. "I am sick of it.
You sha'n't wear bloomers, so that set
tles it" And Mr. Cranston, whose ap
retite had ts-en entirely taken away by
his wife's announcement, got up from j
the table and started for the door.
"Good-by." he called from the hnlL
and then the door slammed, and Louise
sat at the breakfast table wondering
how It was that she had never Ix-fore
known that her husband had a will of
his own.
She had told all of her friends, only
the day before, that she would be wear
ing bloomers within a week, and when
they had suggested that her husband
might object she had said
"What! Tom object? Why, he never
objects to anything."
And now Tom had absolutely refused
to allow her to wear them, with a fac ial
expression which showed that he would
not stop short of the divorce court:? to
prevent it.
Finally she arose from the table and
went to her room.
She had an idea which she thought, if
prope iy .amid out, vo.ild giin Tom's
consent to the wearing of bloomers. She
wrote a hurried note to her dressmaker
ordering a bloomer t;uit of a pattern
iriileh she h.nd already selected, and
then donned her old bicycle suit to pay
a call on Mrs. Kynaston, who had a
husband that did not object to blooru-
She told her troubles to the vivacious
Mrs. Kynaston, who was not sparing in
her sympathy for the poor friend who
had a narrow-minded husband who ob
jected to a convenient bicycle dress.
"Why, how foolish of him," she said.
" don't !elieve the poor man has ever
seen a proper bicycling costume. I'll
tell yon what we'll do. We'll all go
bicycling this afternoon, and come back
by your house at just the time your hus
band gets home, and he will see what
a bloomer suit looks like.'1
And so the bicycle party was arrang
ed, and when Thomas Cranston arrived
at his house that evening he saw Ave
women riding in front of the house and
four of them were In full bloomer cos
tume. The fifth, who wore skirts, was
Ids wife.
He was hot so badly shocked as he
thought lie would be, and he wished
that he had not been so decided In tils
refusal of his wife's request, but he
made up his tmnd that it would be un
manly to yield after his remarks of the
morning, and so with a liow to his wife
and her companions he went Indoors
and began to dress for dinner.
That night louise again broached the
t (subject of bloomers, but her husband si
lenced her by saying:
"Now, see here, Louise, don't sneak to
jue about bloomers again. You may go
Ja for women's rights If you like, and
yru may wear standing collars and
snr-u's waistcoats, but you shall not 1
wear trousers, even If bicycling does
Justify K In your eyes." j
"Trotiaers!" cried Lionise, Indignantly.
"Who said anything about trousers?
t was talking about bloomers."
"I know yon were," said Mr. Cran
ttfa,' rud jMH don't talk about them
; act wsttv Vm tired of It, and I won't
raeatwued again."
11 tvtxt morning when Mr. Cranston
ft tlscott to start for his offlc Ma
Vf '-"-" I fa USaamtft
Bloomers.
"Tom, I'll promise you nerer to men
tion bloomers again, but if you ever
change your uiind about them please
tell me, for I'm really very anxious to
wear them."
The smile which for twenty-four
hours had !een alssent from Tom Cran
ston's face came again, and he kissed
his wife.
"That's a dear good girl, Ixmise," he
said. "I hated to refuse your . equcst,
but really I don't like the idea of your
wearing those things. And now if
there is anything else you want me to
do for you just name It, and I'll do It."
He went away, but returned In a mo
ment and called out
"Oh, Louise, I'm going to a dinner at
the club to-night, and I want you to
have my dress suit handy when I come
home. triKsl-by."
"Now, then," said Louise, as she went
upstairs, "I'll see If I can't make Mr.
Tom change his opinion about bloom
ers. That promise of his was the very
thing I wanted."
The hour longed for by txrth came at
last. Tom entered the house anil rushed
to his room to put on his dress suit
"Oh, Tom!" Ixiulse called while he
was dressing, "come down here; I want
vou to redeem your promise of this
morning and do me a favor."
"All right."' he called; "I'll be down
In a minute and I'll keep my promise.
He found his wife sitting on the floor
with a dress pattern In front of her and
dress goods scattered all around.
"Well, what's all this?" he asked.
"Are you making a rag carpet? What
is It you want me to do for you? If It's
to clean up all this mess here I shall re
fuse, for 1 have some work to do next
week.
"No." she said, laughing. "I don't
want you to clean up the mess and I'm
not making a rag carpet. I'm making
a bicycle dress, which I must have early
to-morrow morning, and I want you to
let me drape the skirt on you so that it
will hang all right"
'But, Louise," he objected, "I've got
to go out to that dinner at 8 o'clock
and it's now nearly 7. 1 won't have time.
"I can't let It go, for I must have It
to-morrow morning." she Insisted.
"You've promised to do what 1 asked,
and now when I want you to do a little
thing like this you refuse, and I think
it's real mean."
Mrs. Cranston stood up holding a pat
tern in one hand and an unfinished
dress In the other, and looked as
though she were about to burst Into
tears.
"Oh, come now, Louise," he said, I in
patiently. "Can't you sie that your re
quest Is trivial and unreasonable and
I must go to that dinner?"
The tears that had seemingly lieen
held back with such an effort now lie-
came risible and rolled down her
cheeks.
"I think it's mean," she sobls-d. "You
promised to do anything I wanted you
to. and now you won't keep your word
I've cut up my other dress and the bi
cycle party is, of Just as much import
ance as your old 'dinner."
Mr. Cranston looked grave. He did
not want to lose that dinner and he
didn't want to break his promise,
"How long will this fitting business
last?" he questioned, after several mo
incuts' silence, broken only by the sob
bin? of his wife.
"About half an hour," she replied.
brightening up a little.
"Well, then, hurry up," said Crans
ton, throwing off his coat and standing
erect. "Bring the thing here.
And so the gown was put on Mr.
Cranston, and Ixiulse dropped on one
knee and began pinning the draperies
in a hurfied manner.
"You see, Tom," she said, as she tuck
ed up the first fold and surveyed it
with a critical eye, "this is of the great
est lmMrtanee to me and I know you
will helj) me out."
"Cm," was the only answer her hus
band made. He was looking straight
at the clock and wondering how It was
that the minute hand was moving so
fast.
He thought that the clock must be out
of order. He pulled out his watch an
saw that the minute band there moved
with the same railroad siieed, and it
was 7:30 o'clock.
"Are you sny where near through?"
he asked, impatiently.
She shook her head and turned her
attention to the dress. Tom fumed as
he noticed that It was now 7Mo.
"Have you any Idea how soon you
will lie through?" he asked, with '
forced calmness.
"Not the slightest," she replied, In
voice that was either mntlled by pins
or li'.iiglitor. Tom couldn't tell which,
for f!k was stooping anil stmljliig the
hem of the dress.
At that moment the door opened and
Mr. Kjnaston. the husband of Mrs,
Cranston's bloomer-wen ring friend,
threw oiien the door and stood ga.lng
In open-mouthed astonishment.
"Why, Toin," lie said, when lie re
covered himself. "I thought you were
going to call for me If you left down
town first? Yon know you told me so,
and said If I got ready first I was to
come here and walk right In. Are you
going to the dinner?"
This will be all over the exchange
to-morrow," groaned Tom, Inwardly.
"Yes, I'm going to the dinner If toulae
ever gets through with this miserable
skirt," be sdded, (Hood
"Oh, nonsense, why don't she wear
bloomers? Corn on. We are late al
ready," said bis friend.
Louise," whispered Cranston, "If
you'll call my promise off you may
have bloomers or anything else you
want."
"Oh, you dear, pood ly," cried
Louise, with well-feigned surprise, "(jo
to your dluner. Now hurry or you'll
be late."
Then Tom, after kissing her good-by,
rushed off to the club.
Ixuise put on her Isinnet and went to
Mrs. Kyuastoti's bonne.
Katie," she cried, as her friend wel
comed her at the door, "I'm to have
bloomers."
And then she told the story of the
manner In which her husband had been
Induced to change his mind.
And she said In conclusion: "I bought
the bloomers yesterday, and I'll wear
(hem to-morrow."
'You really cried, did you?" asked ,
Mrs. Kynaston. "Well, Loutsle, if you
went In for woman suffrage we would
have It In twenty-four hours. Talk wmcn we mny wain to a p.nace; uiai n
al-out men's executive ability! Why. I " defendant may low Ins case in a cir
believe you could make your husband ! ft court and appeal it ami have it go up
wear bloomers
himself." New YorK
Evening Sun.
Horn ' Last Written Words.
'In July, 17ii, the protracted Ill
ness from which Burns liad lieen suf
fering became so acute that he was ad
vised to go to the seaside as a last re
sort," writes Arthur Warren, apropos
of the approaching centenary of Hole
ert Burns' death, in the Ladies' Home
Journal. "He went off to Brow on
Solway Firth. All his thoughts at this
time were of Ids wife, whose condi
tion was such as to warrant his fears.
His anxiety for her Increasing, he has
tened back to Dumfries. He was so
weak on reaching home that he could
hardly stand. Barely able to hold a
pen he wrote a note of apjM-al, begging
his wife's mother, who was estranged
from her daughter, to come on to Dum
fries, as Jean was In urgent need of
her care. They were the last words he
ever wrote.
"I.et us not forget that the expiring
ffort of the falling genius was im
pelled by tender anxiety for his loving
wife. In his dying hours he is-ggod
her, If his mind should wander, to
touch him and thus recall him to him
self. It was as he wished. The touch
of his Jean was the hist sensation
which Kols-rt Burns carried with him
to eternity. He died on the twenty
first of July, 17lx, in the thirty-eighth
year of his age. On the day of his
burial his son, Maxwell, was Isirn.
The little fellow lived less than three
yea rs.
'The Scottish admiration for Burns
was so great that his widow and chil
dren Uhn-e sons and two daughters)
were not suffered to know want. A
subscription of six thousand dollars
was immediately raised for them. Four
years later, that is to say, in 1Hin, Cur-
rie's well-known edition of the wet's
works appeared. This realized seven
thousand dollars more for the family.
These sums made a snug fortune In
thus., days. Duly Invested, the amount
yielded an income for the modest
though comfortable maintenance of
Jean and her children. Jean Bums
survived her husband thirty-eight
yea rs."
Knew Lawyers' Ways.
The sudden manner in which the
team that was coming down the road
halted was enough to show that the
driver was surprised at something. He
tiok his broad-brimmed straw hat off
and waved It at a man who was work
ing in a Held, at the same time calling
at the top of his voice:
S-a-a-y t-h-e-r-e!"
'Wltflt do yon want?" nsked the man
who was working, as he came and lean
ed over the fence, without letting go
of the linen over his team.
"Didn't ye hear 'Ixmt it?"
"'Bout what?"
"It's goin' on."
"What's goin' on?"
"Ijind sakisl There's a man fur yo.
Ye'll be sayln next yer uncle didn't
die an' leave a will that mentions you
ter have u hull lot o' money, if the
other fellers don't succeed In breakin'
it."
" 'Course I knowed that."
"An' the case come up fur trial this
moruin'." ,
"I knowed that, too."
"Then why wasn't ye up to the court
house takin' an Interest into it, same
ez the rest on 'em did?"
"Wal. ye see this here's a busy sea
son with me. If I hedn't nothln' else
fer do, I wouldn't mind droppln' In an'
hearlu' 'em argy back an' forth. But
I d mi no's I care much which o' the
lawyers gits the money." Detroit Free
Tress.
. .
A Novel Idea.
To keep babies from crying an in
genious device has been resorted to
in India. The moment a child Is-glns
to cry lis mother places her hand over
Its mouth and nips its nose, so that
It cannot breathe. Then It Is allowed
to breathe freely again, but should It
make use of the oportunlty to again
set up a howl, it Is at once suppressed
In the same way. This 1 repeated till
the baby imagines that the painful
stoppage of the breath Is caused by Us
own effort to scream, and so Is careful
to keep quiet.
The First of Many.
The first white child bom on 1'nlted
Plates soil was the grand daughter of
While, the (Governor of Roanoke Isl
and. She -was christened by the name
of Virginia Dare, and her birthday wss
Aug. IS, l.i87.
No woman's Italr Is as long hanging
down her back as It looks to bo In the
wad on top of her bead.
rt a wise man hare good luck a few
rn and h will do aa foolish things
la anehnds
AS THE TREE FALLS.
NO MATTER IN WHAT DIRECTION,
THERE IT SHALL LIE.
Ict. Dr. Taltnage Preaches An fcurn
rat Sermon, Warning the Impenitent
Againat Waiting for the Next World
Before Correcting the Errore of Thia.
Talmage'a Bonday Talk.
Dr. Taliuage in hi sermon discusses a
question thnt every body sometime ui
russe. It i one of tremendous import,
j Shall we bare another chance? The text
U Keciesiastes 11., 3, "If the tree fail to
ward the south or toward the north, n
the place where the tree fallcUi there it
.ball be."
There U a hovering hope in the minds of
a vast mnttitude or jieopie mar mere win
I be an opportunity in the next world of cor-
recting the mistake of this; that however
j complete a shipwreck we may make of
'our earthly life it will be on a beach up
to the supreme court or court of chancery
and all the costs thrown over on the oth
er imrty, so a man may lose his case in
this world, but In the higher Jurisdiction
of eternity have the decision of the earth
ly case si-t aside, all the cost remitted
and the defendant be triumphant forever.
A Kasclrm Hope.
The object of my sermon is to show you
that common sense declares w ith the text
that such an expectation is chimerical.
"If the tree fall toward the south or to
ward the north, in the place where the
tree falleth there it shall lie." There an?
those who say that if the impenitent and
unforgiven man enters the next world
and sees the disaster, as n result of that
disaster he will turn, the distress the
cause of his reformation, hut we have lo,
UM instances all around atiout us of peo
ple who him done wrong and disaster
suddenly came ttism them. Did the .dis
aster heal them? No; they went on.
There is a man flung of dissipations.
The doctor says to him, "Now, my friend.
if you don't stop drinking and don t stop
this fast life you are living you will die.
The patient thanks the physician for his
warn iug and gels better. He begins to sit
up, begins to walk around the room, be
gins to go to business, and takes the same
round of grogshops where he got his
morning dram, and his evening dram, and
the drams between. Down again. Siime
doctor. Same physical anguish. Sune
medical warning. But now the sickness
is more prntrairted, the liver more ohsli
nate, the stomach more irritable, the di
gestive organs more rcls-lliotis. But still,
under medical skill, he gets ls-rter, gc
forth,' com tn its the same sacrilege against
his physical health. Sometimes he wkes
up to see what he is doing, and he realises
he is destroying his family, and that his
life is a perpetual isTjury against his mar
riage vows, and that Unit broken ticnrtcd
woman Is so different from the roseate
wife lie married that her old schoolmates
do not recognize Iwr on the street, and
that his sou are going out in life under
the taunt ( a father's drunkenness, and
that his daughters are guing out in life
under tbo scarification of a disreputable
ancestry. His nerves are all a-j;ingV,
From crown of liend to sole of foot he is
one aching, rasping, crucifying, iliiniiiing
torture. Where is he?
He is in lie'.l on earth. Docs it stop
him? All. no. After awhile delirium
tremens MMirs out Upon his pillow a whole
jitK-'ic of hissing reptiles. iis screams
horrify the neighbor as he dashes out M
bill crying. "Take tJiese tilings off nie
He is drinking down tnp comfort of his j
family, the education of his children, j
t!eir prospects for ibis life and perhaps
their prospects for the life to come. Tale ,
mid convnU-scent he sits up. Thysician
says to liitn: "Now, my good fellow, I am
going to have a plain talk with you. If
you ever have an attack of this kind
: T'iin, yon will die. I can't save you, mid
all the doctors in creation can't sav
yon." The patient gets up. wtnrts out, goes the
Mime round of dissipation and is down
again, but this time medicine do nut
touch his case. Consultations of physi
cians say there is no Iihh Deitth ends
tin scene. That process of inebriation
and physical suffering ami medical warn
ing and dissolution is taking place with
in a stone's throw of where you sit and 'n
every iieighhorhoitd of Christendom. Tain
ibs's not reform. Suffering does not euro.
What is true in regard to one sin is true
in regard to all sins, and yet men are ex
pecting in the next life there will lie op-
(Hirttimty for .purgatorial regeneration.
Take up the printed reports of the pris
ons of the I'liiled States and find that the
vast majority of the criminals were there
before, some for two times, three times,
four times, six timm; punished again and
again, but they go right on. Millions of
incidents and Instances working the oth
er way, and yet mei think that in the next
world punishment will work out for tlietn
nalvahle effects. Why. you nnd I cannot
imagine any worse torture from another
world than we have seen men in In this
world, nnd without any salutary conse
quences. The Last Chance.
Furthermore, the prisus-ct ot reforma
tion in another world is mure improbable,
than here. Do yoii net realize the fact
that a man starts in this world with the
innocence of infancy? In the orber case,
starting in the irther world, h.- starts with
the accumulated Iwd habits of s lifetime.
Is it not to lie expected that you could
build a ls-tter ship out of new timber than
out of an old hulk that has Wn ground up
in the breakers? If starting with com
para live iimoceney the man does not be
come godly, is it possible that starting
: with sin a scrairti can lie evoluled? is
there not more proiect that a sculptor
, will make a finer statue out of a block of
tmre white Parian marble than out of a
black rock that has been cracked siel
twisted and stilit and warred with the
storm of a half century? Could you not
write a last v-lll and testament, or write
I a deed, or write an important document
'on a mire while sheet of pais-r easier
than you could write it uixn s sheet
scribbled all over witb Infamy snd blot
ted snd turn from top to bottom? And
1 yet there arc those who are so uncommon
sensicnl as to believe thnt though a man
starts in this world with Infancy snd Its
innocence snd turns out badly, In the next
world he can start with s dead failure snd
turn out well
"But," sy some people, "we ought .to
have siiothcr chance hi the next world
liecause our life here Is so very brief. We
scarcely bare room to turn around be-
tween the cradle snd the grave, the wood
the one almost striking sgslnst the
marble of the oeher. ongtit to bars
another chance because of the brevity of
thia life." My friends, do you know what
n utile the ancient deluge a necessity? It
was the longevity of tie antedeluviaa.
Tbey were worse In rhe second century
than in the first, snd worse when they
git 3si years old, and worse at . sn l
worse St 5M , and worse at iitSi, and worse
St NS, ontil toe work! had to tie washed
snd scoured snd scruM-ed snd soaked and
sunk snd anchored s whole mouth under
water before it was fit for decent people
to live in. I have seen many picture of
old Tinie with his scythe to cut, but I
never saw any picture of Time with s
chest of medicines to heal. rVrieca said
that in the first few years of hi public
life Nero was set up as an example of
clemency and kindness, but lie got worse
and worse, the tath descending, until at
W year of age he was the suiiide. If
H years of lifitime could not cure the
antedeluvians of their iniquity, 1 uiwier
take to say that all the ages of eternity
would Is? only prolongation of depravity.
"But." says some one, "in the next life
the evil surroundings will be withdrawn
and good inihiencc will be ultatuted,
and hence expurgation, sublimation, glo
rification." But yu must rememls-r tJiat
the righteous, all their sin forgiven, pass
right up into a beatific state, and then
having passed up into the Is-atilic state,
not needing any orber chance, that will
leave all those who have never l-cn for
given, and who were impenitent, alone
alone and where are the salvable influ
ence to come from? Can it Is- exscted
that Dr. Duff, who 't his whole life iu
minting the HiinUxs to heaven, and Dr.
Atwsd, who sts'iit hi life in evangelising
China, and that Judson, who spent his life
in preaching the gospel to Burma can it
tie exetii that rliey will Is- sent down
from some celestial missionary society to
educate and save thiwe who wnstil their
earthly existence? No. We are told
uistinctjy that all missionary and evange
listic influence will lie ended forever, and
the good, having passed up to their Iw-ntihe
state, all the morally bankrupt will Is' t'-gi-ther,
and where are the sntvatde influ
ence to come from? Will a specked or
bud ap!o put In n tmrrel of diseasisi ap
ple make the other apples gsl? Will
one wtio is down tie able to lift others up?
Will those who have miserably failed in
the business of this life lie able to pay the
debt of our spiritual Insolvents? Will a
million wrongs make one right? Tone-
rssdis wag die city where King Bufus
of Thrada nut all bad people of his king
doin, and whenever there were iniquitous
ieople found in any part of the Isnu they
were all sent la Tonemmlis. It was
the great copitsl of wickedness. Sup
pose a man or s woman had os-iied a pri
mary school In Toneropolls; would thi!
nuiMHts of other citie have sent tlieir
children there to he educated and reform
cd?
Worda of Warning.
If s man In this world was surrounded
with tomtrtation. In the next world, nil
the righteous having passed up into the
beatific state, the association will be more
deteriorating, depreciating and down. You
would not send to S cholera or yellow
fever hospital a man for his health, and
the great laxarettoof the future, in which
are gathered the diseased and the piagm
struck, will ls a poor place for moral re
covery. The Count of Chateaubriand, in
order to make his child courageous, niadi1
him sleep in the turrets of the castle,
w.icre the winds howled nnd si-cicrs
w ere said to haunt the place. The mother
and the sisters almost died of fright, but
the son nftenvwrd gives his account, and
he sa vs. "Thnt gave me nerves of steel
and gave me courage that has never fai
terod." But, my friends, I do not think
the turrets of darkness or the sis-ctral
world swept by sirocco nnd euroo'.ydoii
will ever prepare n soul for the eternal
land of sunshine. I wonder what is the
curriculum in t'he College Inferno, when-
man, having Ui-n prepared by enough
sin, enters nnd goes up from freshman of
iniquity to sophomore of alsmunntion.
and on ur from sophomore to junior, and
from Junior to senior, and day of gradua
tion comes, and the diploma is signed by
Sarnn, the president, and all the profes
sional demoniac sttest the fact thnt tin
aiidUf'ite lias ts-en a sufhcieiit time under
their drill and then enters heaven. J an-
leiiionitini, preKtralory school for celes
tial Biliiiissiuii! Ah, my friends, while
Satan and his cidiorts have fitti-d a vayt
multitude for ruin, tiny never uttist oin
soul for happiness never.
Vg-ain, I wish you further to notice that
another chaiu-e in uimtner worm means
the ruin of tiiis. Now, supisise a wicked
nmn w assured that after a lifetime of
wickedness he can fix It nil right up In
the future. 1 but would l the demoral
isation of society, thnt would Is? the de
molition of the human rm-e. t here are
men who are now kept on the limits of
sin by their fear. The fear that if we are
bad ami forgiven here it will not Is' well
with us tu the next; existence is tlie ciiie
Influence that keeps riviliwition from
rushing back Into semi-lsirbnrism, mid
kii'is scml-biirlmrism from running back
Into midnight asvagery. and k.-ops mid
night savagery from rustling back into ex
tinction. Now, the man is kept on th
limits of sin. But this Men coming into
his soul, this idea of another chance, he
says: "tin to, now. I'll get out of tihls
world all tJiere is in it. Come, gluttony
and revenge and unclesniiess and oil sen
sualities, nnd wait upon me. It may ate
brevinte my earthly life by dissoluteness
but ttiat will only give me heavenly Imlul
gence on a larger scale in a shorter letigtl
of time. I will overtake the righteous
Is'firre long. 1 will wily come in Intiven
little late, and I will tie a little more for
tunate timil those who have Isdinved
tliemselvc on earth and then went
straight to the lsisom of (bsl, because I
will see more and have wider excursion
and I will come into heaven via gihenna,
via shcil'." Hearers! Headers! Anotlii
chance in the next world menus free II
cense and the demolition of this. Sii
pose yotl h-Mid a case In court, and id! th
Judges nnd nil the attorneys agreed
telling you the first trial of it it would
lie tried twice the first trial would not
Im of very much imisirlnm-e, but the
ond trial would decide everything. On
which trial would you put the most ex
penditure? On which trial would you em
ploy the ablest counsel? On which trial
would you Is- most unxioiis to have the
attendance of all the witnesses? "Oh,"
yotl would say, "if there nri to be two
trinls, and the first trial does not amount
to much, the seimd trial ts'lng eviry
thing, everything deiK-ndiiig nism that, I
must Imve the most eloquent attorney,
snd I must have all my witnesses pres
ent, and I will expend my money on that."
If these men wtio are impenitent and who
are wicked felt tln-re were' two trials,
snd nhe first was of no very great itnpor
t a nee, snd the second trial wss the one of
t anil infinite importance, all the
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chance iu another w.W u'ns th. de
molition of thi wr:J.
Aa to the Invitation.
Furthermore, my frj.-ml.-for I am
preaching to my-lf a well a to you; we
are ou the same lev.4. and though the plst-
,rm Is? S little higher taan ue pc. n m
only for convenient, ami "r
rhe' tetter si"'' t" IH"'I,:": u
on the same platform, and I am ta.kiug
my soul while 1 lalK to yours m
friends, why another ctiamv in am"...-,
world when we have declined " many
chances iu tin? Mill"" y. -
Imnquct snd you invite s vast numisr oi
friends, and among others you send an
Invitation to a man who disregards It or
treats it in an obnoxious way. During
twenty years you give twenty banquets.
banquet year, sud you inne
friends, and every time you uivue uj.
man, who disregards your invitation or
sends back s.iie indignity. After swhlls
you move Into a larger house snd amid
more luxuriant urroundiiiie. and you in
vite your friend, but you do not mvne
thut nui to whom twenty tinw-s you sent
invitation to the smaller house. Are
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you to lilamef lou w.miiu
yourself absurd la-fore '!
send that man another invitation. For
weuty years he has been d.-clming your
offers and sending insult for your fcnw-
Iiosk and courtesy, and can lie blame your
(ton he omie up to your house on the
night of the banquet? L'kmg up Biid
seeing it is a finer bouse, will he have the
richt to sav: "I't me in. 1 declined ail
those other offers, but this Is a lari!
house, a hriirhter house, s more luxuriant
alssle. Irt me in. (Jive me another
liance?" iod has spread a banquet of
his grace before us. I-or .!. nays or
very year siin-e we knew the difference
between (sir right iwid our left he ha in
vito us by his providence and by his
spirit. Suppose we decline all thi-se of-
rs nnd all this kindness. ow the nan-
iiiet is sis-iad In a larger place, in uie
hc-aveuly mlace. Invitations are sent
nut, but no invitation is sent to us. Why?
Because we d.s-lined aJl those other ban
quets. Will.ti.sl lie to blame.' "ill we
have any right to nip on the door of heav-
n and say: "I ought not to Is- shut out or
this plnce; give me anotlwr chancer
Twelve gatm of salvation standing wide
fur free admission all our life and thn
when the twelve gates close we rush on
the Isisses of Jehovah's buckler, saying,
"(Hve me another chance!"
A ship is to sail for Hamburg. You
want to go to (icrmaiiy by that line. You
si the advertisement of Uie steamers
sailing. You si-e it for two weeks. Yon
see it in the morning puper and you see
It in the evening papers, lou see it pu-
carded hi the walls. Circulars are
thrown into your office telling you all
alsiut tii at steamer. One day yon come
low n on the w harf, and the steamer has
swung out Into the stream. lou say:
Oh, that Um't fair. Come !nck; swing
up again to the dock. Throw the liink
ashore that I may conic on tssird. It isn't
fair. I want to go to (o-nnany by that
steamer, trfve me another chance. Here
is a magnificent offer for heaven. It has
lieen anchored within our sight year after
year, and year after year, and year arter
year, and all the benign voices of earth
and heaven hove urged us to get on Ixiard,
since it may sail at any moment. Snpoe
we let that opHirtiiiiity sail sway, and
tlieii we lisik out and say: "Send back
that oportuiiily. 1 want to take it. it
Isn't treating me fnirly. (live me another
chance." Why, my brother, yon might n
II go out find stum! ou the Highland
at the Navesink Ihri-e days after the Ma
stic has gone out and shunt: "Captain,
come hack. 1 want to go lo lvensiul on
tile Majestic. Come back over the sea
and through the Narrows and up to the
locks. (Jive me another chance." You
might a well do that as, afier (he Inst op
portunity of heaven lias sped away, try
to get it back again. Just think of it! It
came on tne yesterday in my study with
overwhelming impressiveness, Just think
of it. All heaven offered us as n gratuity
fur a whole lifetime, and yet we want
ing to rimh against iud, saying: "(Jive
me another chance." There ought to Is',
there will be, no such thing i posthum
ous opKirtuii:ty.
A Grand Chance.
You see common sense agrees with my
text in saying that "if thetree fall toward
the south or toward the north, in the
place where the tree falleth there it shall
lie." You see this idea lifts this world
from an imiuiisnlunt way station to a
platform of stupendous issues and makes
all eterniiy whirl around tiiis hour. Oh,
my soul, my soul! Only one trial, and
nil the preparations for that trial to is?
made Iu this world or never nettle at all.
Oh, my soul, my soul! You sis- thi piles
up all the emphasis And nil the climaxes
and nil tlie ili-stinii-s Into this life. No oth
er chance. Oil, how Hint intensifies tlie
value nnd Hie itiujxirtaiice of this chaii
Alexander nun ins army used lo conuj
iiround a city, and they would kindle
great light, with tlie understanding that
as long ns that light wits burning the city
might surrender and all would be well,
but if they let that light gu out then the
lettering rams would swing ng.-tinst the
walls and there w ould come disaster mid
demolition. Oh, my friends, nil you nnd
I need to do to prepare for eternal safety
Is just to surrender tu the King ami Con
queror. Christ. Surrender hearts, surren
der life, surrender everything. Tlie great
light keeps burning, light kindled by the
wood of iJie cross, light flaming up against
the dark night of our sin and sorrow.
Oh, let us surrender la-fore the light gs-
out and with it our Inst opiortunity i,f
nmkitig our peace with Cod through our
Iird .lesus Christ. Oh, my brother, talk
shout anothf-r chance; this the supernal
chance. In the time uflvlwanl II., at I
the battle of M usjielburg, a private soldier
saw that llie Marl of Jliiiitjey had lost bis
helmet. The private soldier Psik off
his helmet nnd "went up to the Karl of
Huntley and put the helmet on his head.
Now, the head of the privnte soldier un
covered, he win sikiu slain, while hi
comma inbr risle In safety through nnd
out of tlie battle. But it is different ill
our ense. Instead of a private offering
a helmet to an earl, it Is the King of heav
en and earth offering a crown to nn un
worthy subject, tlie King dying (hat wo
might live! Oh, tell It to the points of
the rompsss, tell it lo day and night, tell
h to earth and hesren, tell it to a" tie
centuries and nil the millennium that
iod tin given us such a magnificent
chance in this world that we need no oth-t-r
chance in another!
Five Mormon missionaries left Rait
Luke (Illy a few days Ago hound for
New Zealand to establish a mission
among the Uaorla.
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