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WHITHER OR WHENCE?
Oh! cherished TDjeiT, di h . i
'1 he shadow bed of lbe I timu It.ver,
Willi what fclrmiii-. trslit Mule iu thy
aw eel eye tiruQ,
Am what woud.uus sruil on thy lip
Wht unseen hand it thy frail barque'
Il guiding til swiftly aduwn the
Ab! wake at nr bidding, we pray thee,
Arouse from thy languor of sleep aud
We fain would stay the, would elafp tlijr
(Too passing sweet is thnt tender smile),
But du! Thou wavest farewell to land.
And floatcst f.Trt ln-r away the while;
Farther aay as the night come ou,
Farther and farther with break of day
Already thjr . raft from our sight lias gone,
lias slipped (r. in its moorings mi ! saiiid
The mi ii I : i; h t wni tbee, but all in vain.
The wild bird rail thee, but pu reply, ''
Thou (halt wake to their niusie liu more
Kor bask in th sunlight; sweet friend,
good by !
A Tiiuu of an rtliRht blinds our sight.
We feel Its glory an here nf atand,
I-'ur di the voyage ia toward the liarht,
Kor tbee the shores of the unknown
TIIE KEEPER OF
IVtxter, the new liavpector of th
Kvansburg ami Sauk Center Railroad,
was not the only person who had been
astonished at the firm tight of the keep
- er of Crrtgle's bridge and the rock cut
beyond, "L. C'. Dolby, Hc-lion 27." he
b:td read in his little book with the
thumbed Ili'Je cover, Slid he had el-
i(v'leil .) jo-.- a grlir.le-henrdel maa
with a until) i. red fao and a Htubliy
black pipe, for Hrag' wan known
to ! one of t!ii worst aTtiou on the
line, li.t ki'i'jMT n reiuircd lo walk
the mile f r-ii n the end of ihe lonx bridge
Rinl t'uroi'Ii Uie cut twice a day, win
ter and MiiiiiniiT. un 1 It often required
a cool liivnl mill a vlgorui body 10
iVkI'1 the tramp freights fhnt thun
dered k-fk and fursli wlih aimiiiK d'M
rejard for lime ciirU and runu.UK
The new Inspector had ome down
from Y.i4'-i, walking the whole length
of section i;7. lie had fuua 1 cverythluz
tn the bcMt of order, not a boll loone tior
a Kplke cum' and he felt, after I lie man
ner of new Inspectors like compliment
ing l!ie vigilance of the keeper.
"In I.. (1. Ilolby In V" lie asked when
lie reached the keeper's" hon.se on the
"Ves. sir, will you walk In?" asked
the roy-cheeked girl who came to the
He !epp.-il i:it, tlie neatest of little
Hit litis? roniiiH. '1 here went flower III
(he windittK tind a cheery lire on the
hearth in if. nt of which a la.y tabby
cat ja vvio-,1 a .io! huinnred grei-tiiic.
"My name U !',aier, Ilie new Inspec
tor, ami I wished io s.-e I.. '. I !by, the
kf-per of L'T," be said.
Tic g-i-l fiih.-d slightly. He oh
nerved tlial hep hair wa-i cut fshort like
a boy' and that le r chin was lirm and
"I am the keeper," (she answered;
"my name U I.etlie 0. Iolby, and I've
had the place since father w.n injured
"TIi.u'h riglit. and as Rood nn a man
she Is too!" came a gruff voice from the
. other room.
Kettle Hushed a'siin.
'It's father," he whispered; "won't
you Htep In and nee him? He'a very
glad to have visitor-."
Ilaxter bad Hot yet recovered from
hln HitrprUe al finding that tlie Mini,
blue-eyed (jirl w!to Htoud before him
wan really keeper of t.'rasie's cut, and
he allowed himself to be led into the
other room. Tin-re, at :i b's. bright
window, at a man in a ro k'.tu chair.
His face was of the chalky whiteness
that cumin from being always Indoors,
ami bin lap was spread with a plaid
comforter. lie looked prematurely old
"How are you?" he asked. "I'd tfet
up. only " and he motioned to hi
crippled legs with a faint miille.
'That' all right," responded Baiter,
sympathetically; "keep your aeal."
And Baxter, silting there, heard Let
tie explain the condition of section 27,
and make her reports, as promptly and
very much more chnrly than any of the
keepers he bail ever met. She spoke In
a frank, almost boyish way, mil ale
understood Iter work as well aH Baxter
himaclf did. Her father at watching
her quietly, adding a word here and
there, l're.vntly the clock In the fur
ther room struck 'I. and I.ettle started
lo her feel.
"It'H time for me to make the rounds
of t'ie Hcctioii," she mild, and a moment
later Baxler saw her lithe form, wrap
pi I in i sln'.u, dark dyak,, disappear
over 1 in brow of the hill toward the
An he looked back he found Dolby
watching li i in intensely. When he
caught his i-ye the cripple leaned for
ward and lunched Baxter' knee.
"There Isn't a pluckier girl between
St, I'aul and Montana buttes," be aaid;
"even If I do nay it, who shouldn't."
"I don't ace how Mie can manage the
new Inn," replied Baxter.
"Tluit'H what l nay," exclaimed Dol
by; "It'it wonderful," and hi pinched
face lighted up with a amlle that wan
beautiful In nee. "It would go hard
with all of n If It waan't for 1'ttlf."
N "How did n girl hnppen to bo appoint
ed to audi a place, any way V
"Hlm'a dccrved It," Dolby anawered.
energetically; "she deferred It. They
ain't many people that know all the
(new t-xeep' tJifl Ntiperlntendeut lm
knnwa, unit he Hay Lltla can I keep
er iui long a she want to.
"Course joii reiiienrber the big Mix-
r,;ird We had hift winter 1 lie one that
mowed iti liven-burg, and Bioektoii.
a bd ollitn llle and k.lb d all I lie cattle
on the Bod Hii' Bottom rai.cii. Well, ii
lru''k Ihe t 'nigie eoiiulry, loo. t'jimej
lip over the hill from back of tin- house
i-ariy iu Ihe iiiotu.i:g, and long before
o'eloi k tin re wasn't a fence Io be
been ill tlie country. I.ettie's mother
s :id I l-tti r net j.o d.wu Io Ihe cut.
Sin- was altald I might gel lost. But
I'd belli at CillCies oO" an' on for
niore'n eight yea is, and I thought I'd
hci-u ihe worst ihe weal her eon Id do.
So 1 vvenl down tlie hill, and before I
gol ten rods from Ihe hou-e Ihe ulioW
had wiped il out, and all I could m-e
were ihe whirling drills and the path
for a iloxeti feet ahead of me. 'And
when 1 reached ihe cut Ibere wam't
any "-t there. Il wax tilled to the lop
w itii ."iioiv. I wondered w hut the lim
ited Wind (low u for ( ragie's would do.
It was pretty hliiiip and cold w lieu 1
readied the track Ibis nlde of Ihe
bridge, and I bad to get down on my
ban Is and Liie and i-ruwl along from
lie to tie Jutd like a Irfiby. I waiiUj-oi.t
in thohe iLiyo, too, only the wind aud
Ihe Know were no terrible that I
couldn't vtaml. And fin-t thing I knew
I bad tomi1 the bare knoll at the
bridge approach, and there l wa bang
Ing over the edge of the embankment
like a lt to a rafter. Hippi-d before I
" 'You're done for, IMhy.' 1 wild to
myailf when I wiw how little held me
from falling Into 1he charm. It nil
Bull feet to Ihe bottom, and jag;ed
rock all the way down. But 1 had
gTit, If I do My It, mid I bunt there for
grim death, with the wind kicking aud
beating me about like a dead limb. I
knew well enough there would le no
one to help rue, atid thai I couldn't help
mynelf: lull "till I hung there. A man
doi Mi't like lo In- dashed to pieces on a
bilge of rooks unless il becomes al-o-Illtely
"Pretty sis.u I heard the limited
annealing down H.e cut. I knew lhai
Jim Crokhy, ihe engineer, was Ilouuder-
j lug In tle miow. I said lo myself that
if Jim eucceedisd in rooting tJiroiigh
I with hi engine I might be wivisl. but I
knew well enough that he wouldn't
mccecd. It would lake four engine
and two rotary plows to drUc a tunnel
! through audi a blizzard. And there
she squealed and shrieked for hour, il
I seemed to me. while my IdiikIs and
I arnifi grew as numb us dub.
"And I.ettle what was Mie doing nil
thin time? When the enow covered Ihe
wiwmIsIiciI and began to creep up on (he
wlndowH she was frightened. 'I'm
afraid that father'!! ln-ver get back."
she told her mother, who's always been
fidgety and nervous like, began to
walk up and down an, I wring her
haiul", not knowing what to do. Tw elve
o'clock came, and then 1. I.eilie siart
ed up and said; 'Mother, I'm going out
to eee if I can't lind fa l her,' and in
spile of all iier molher could do she
bundled into her cloak and hood and
opened I he door.
"The snow was up to her wa:t, but
(he wind hud mostly gone (low ' -i
the cut .lliuiiile Crosby "h engii. .,
callln' and Kcreeciiur for mercy, and
I.ettle, when she looked over the cllif
couldn't i'p the train at nil -only a big
black bole where the smoke from the
stack had moiled Ihe snow. Bui 1, el lie
wasn't strong enough to gel dow.i
the tracks, for Ihe path was di I
full, a, a slim girl like her eou.uii i
venture in without losing her life. She
knew well enough that I wan down Ihe
Ncctlon Homew!'"re- perhaps out ou the
bridge. But Mu didn't give up-not
I.eilie. There wasn't a man nround the
place to help -only iu the train, and the
train wan at the bottom of the cut
burled In the snow. She thought that
If only Hhe could get word to Jim Cros
by he'd help her, for she knew liim well.
So nhe mu and go! a coil of rope and
j tied one end of II to that stubby oak
there you can see it at the edge of Ihe
hill - and then Mie look hold of it ami
slid Into the cul. That look grit -there
aren't many men who would have risk
ed It -let alone girls, of course ihe
snow got Into her eyes and nose, and
the rocky ledges cul and bruiMcd her,
but Bhe never stopped until she was at
the bottom. Jlmmie Crosby mild he aw
something floundering In Ihe kiiow out
side of the cab and then Homebody
" 'Jim, oh, Jim.'
"It wag Ix-ttle. They dragged her
Into the cab, and an noon as 8 lie could
talk Mie told Jim that I win loet in the
"We'll save him,' said Jim, and the
fireman agreed to help, and ao did a
dozen other men who had come down
from the train. And Jim, beln' a good
climber, went up tlie rope hand over
hand aud helped a dozen or more men
to follow him. By this time it had stop
ped snow ing, and tlie nun ahone bright
In the west. They wallowed down
through the drift to the bridge, Bettle
following, They tried to leave her at
home, bul she wouldn't May. 'If fath
er's In danger,' Mie said, 'I'm going' to
help lind him.'
"1 heard 'em when they reached the
hare knoll IhUi side of the bridge, I
had crooked one leg around a sleeper
and I still linnR there over Ihe chasm.
I don't believe I could have let go. I
Kilos I wan frozen there. I tried to
shout and let them know where to lind
me, but I couldn't get my mouth open.
It waa clean Buffering, that. Kor here
win help within reach and I couldn't
make a sound.
But Ii'HIe knew th path I uaually
look and Brat thing I knew he wn on
her kneea at the end of the bridge pry
ing: " 'Here he la; oh, fathnr, father.'
"After that I don't reniemlier much.
Jim aald they carried me to the houae
and laid m on the bml, but I didn't
get back to my right eiuea for two
or three day".
"I altnoat forgot to tell you that on
of "he men who helped me was p.rad-
ley. trie Bllpet lltellilellt. Wbell he K.-IVT
I.eilie and heard of what she had done
he ju.-t took off hi hat, ihln way, and
held it tielore him.
'You're ihe bravest girl I've ever
met,' he said."
Dolby paused as if he like-J to remem
ber this part of the story.
"The passenger, oh, I h"j- capci by
I.ettii 'n rope and wen- dnvi-u uto C:a
gle's. And thai night when the sup-r-intendctit
was talking about who shall
be keeper of section -7 Leltie t'poke up.
" Mr. Bradley, let me watch It; I can
do ii almofl as well as father."
"the superintendent looked at her for
a moment, and then he wild:
" T believe you can, Kettle."
"F rom lliat day to this L. 0. Dolby
has been keeper of 21. I've never re
covered -my legs aud my back-but the
doctor still gives me hope. And 1
couldn't get along without I.ettle "
But the old man'a voice broke. Bax
ter, shaking hand with him ileni!y,
went out toward Cragle'g, where he
lent a glowing report of the excellent
condition of wction 27, L. C. Dolby,
Nicholas Ixingworth, one of the
wealthiest citirena of Cincinnati a few
year ago, wa noted for bia eccentric
charitle. Tbe whom others refused
to help found a friend la him. "De
cent pallors will alwaya find plenly
to help them," he would say, "but no
one cares for the 'dertra spoor.' Kv
eryhody condemn tbeia, so I niUMt turn
to and help them."
Mr. Iiiw-orth was plain and care
les In hi drew-, ofrea kk!ug more
like a beggar than a millionaire. In
deed, It afforded him do little amuse
ment to be taken for a mendicant,
he several tinu-a was in the course of
due cold winter evening a poor mnri
culled at the boue very thinly clad,
and Mr. I.ongworth Improved the op
Kirtunity Io ugg't to her husband
tbr' he Miould give away a certain
"1 . Time" overcoat which she had
gr . tired of heeing hi in wear. I la
readily assented, and Mrs. Botigworth,
uiuili plcHoil that the objectionable
garment was out of the way, placed
u tine broadcloth one upon ihe rack,
where be would i-anliy (liid it in the
But Mr. Iaingworth went off to busl
ncsss .without it, and came home at
noon, greatly to his wife's chagrin,
wearing a new coat of the "Hard
At another time Mr. Longwortli was
a-eted by a lb-nerving lieggar at the
cut rame to IiIn warehouse.
" hat do you need most?" Mr. Long
won h akcd.
"A pair of Mioes," was the reply.
"Ah, yes, I fcce," said tlie millionaire,
with a quick glance at the inan'sj feet,
lie kicked off his right shoe -his shoe
strings were aehloiii tied and said,
"Try that on, my man. How does it
"Illlgant, yer honor."
"Then try Hint one, too," wild Mr.
I.ongworth, an lie kicked off the other
Mine. "How will they do?"
"Illlgant, yer honor! llllgant! May
many a bicKKing "
"Well, well, go now," said the mer
chant, "that'll do;" and then, calling a
' , he sent hi in to the house to ask
y. I.ongworth for another pair of
The Isiy soon returned.
"Mr. Longwortli Kays there Isn't a
pair of Mioea left In tlie house," said
the lad, "you've give 'em all away."
"All right," laughed Mr. longwortli.
"Bun down to Mr. Hart's and ask him
to send me up a pair of shoes, the kind
I always buy; and mind, here's a two
dollar Mil, but don't you give inore'u
a dollar and a half for them."
Revival of n Old I'asblon.
The fashion of wearing long chain)
of gild about the neck Is attractive.
The chains should lie strong enough to
hold the watch tucked into the bell,
and oficti n liny gold purse, aud bunch
of gold plated keys that are better ear
lied by the mistress than by the maid.
These chains are Biippwsl to be for
use, and arc nee n with tailor-made shop
Parisians are carrying, while shop
ping, dainty bags of brocaded silk with,
gold clasps and ornaments or bags of
fancy leather bound with gold or sil
ver. This is a coquettish revival of an
old fashion and does not necessarily
suggest a Miopplng trip by, a subur
banite. The small bags of white leath
er, with clasp, chain and monogram
of gold, are particularly attractive, and
the extreme Is a bag ten times larger
than a pume, of line gold mesh. Its
price is not one of Its attract ion.s, but
In I'arls there are always patrons of the
expensive fada Introduced by the Jewel
er. HI Winning Unit.
Mra. Klrtkind-And why do you
think, Mr. Dunley, that tho world Is
liettcr now and more beautiful than It
wa thliiy-flve years ago?
Mr. Dunley (who la after her sweet
daughter) Becausebecause you wuru
not In it then.
I'apa Kirtland's objoi-tlons to tho
young man have lieeu overridden.
Most Ancient Copper Mine.
The most ancient copper mines In tho
world nre those of the Hinal peninsula,
near the Uulf of Kuez. THey were
abandoned 3,000 years ago, having
been worked for somo hundreds of
years. The process used In tho pro
duction of the oro ia said to be similar
In principle to that ued at the present
Examining officerHow old are foul
"You are too young."
"Well can't yoo put me In th
Infantry rTXM Slftlnga.
SOAR LIKE A SEIlAPIf.
WHICH IS EVIFT, ASPIRING, RA.
DIANT AND BUOYANT.
Urv. Iisr. Taluiaure I'reaclira Upon an
I l lt.rt theme, but He Make It
Ptacl cil uod I .clul-Hir Kuatle of
J'in.OiiM - Ii vine Veloc ty.
Onr Whiiirton t'lilpit.
In 1 1t is discourse Dr. Tuliiiii;e takea a
meet esvalii il tliertie and makes it practical
and useful to Ihe last degree. The sub-jo'-t
in "Wings of Seraphim," and ths
bit is Isaiah vi., 2, "Willi twain he
con nil his face, and with twain he cov
ered his feet, aud with twain he did fly."
In a hospital of leprony good King
I'zsah hud died, and ihe whole land wus
sloiiu'.ved with solemnity, and theological
ii nd prophetic Isaiah was thinking about
religion things, as one ia apt to do in
time of great national bereavement, and.
forgetting the presence of his wife ami
1 v, u sons, who made up his family, he has
a l ream, uol I ke ihe dreurus of ordinary
character, which generally come from in
diFestioii. but a vision most instructive
and under tlie touch of the hand of the
Ti e place, the ancient temple: building
grand, awful, majel!c. Within that tem
ple a throne hicher and grander Ihnn that
occupied iiy any czar or sultan or emperor.
n that throne th eternal Christ. In
brief. nirtinidiii that throne, the brirht
cM e( ifiiiM, not the chembiui, but higher
than lhy, the most exquisite and radiant
of the harnly inhabitants -the aera
phim. They are called burners because
they look like fire. Lips of fire, eyes of
fire, feet of fire. In addition to the f'a-tnri-s
and the limbs, which suggest a bu
In ii II being, there are pinions, which sug
gest the lit heist, the swiftest, the most
buoyant and the most aapiring of all ua
intellitent creation, a bird. Kach seraph
had six wini-s. each two of the winna for
a different purpose. Isaiah's dream quiv
ers and C,,hea with fhene pinions. Now
folded, now apread, now beaten in loco
motion. "With twain he covered his
feet, with twain he covered his face, and
with twain he did fly."
The probability Is that these wings were
nol nil used at once. The nrsph standing
there m ar the throne, overwhelmed at the
insieuiHranc of tlie paths his feet had
trodden ns compared w ith the pathe trod
den by the feet of (Jod, and with tlie lame
ness of his locomotion, amounting almost
to decrepitude as compared with the di
vine velocity, with feathery veil of an
gelic modesty hides the feet. "With twain
he did cover the feet."
Smtuling there, overpowered by the
overmatching splendors of li'M'a glory arid
unable longer with the eyes to look upon
them and wishing those eyes shaded from
the insufferable glory, the pinions Rather
over the countenance. "With twain he
did cover Ihe face." Then, as (Jod tells
this seraph to go to the farthest outposts
of immensity on message of lifcht and love
end joy and get back before the first an
them, it does not lake the seraph a great
wtiile to spread himself upon the nir with
iiniuisgiaed celerity, one stroke of the
wiugeipiiil to BUM) leagues of air. "With
t hIii he did fly."
The most practical and useful Ic-wm for
you mid me when we see the seraph
spreading his wings over the feet is the
lesson of humility nt Imperfection. The
brightest angels of ( Jod are so far beneath
liod that he charges them with folly. The
seraph so far beneath (Jod, and we so far
beneath the seraph in service, we ought to
be plunged in humility, utter and com
plete. Our feet, how laggard they have
been ill the divine servicel Our feet, how
many missteps they have taken! Our feet,
in how many paths of worldliness and
folly they have walked!
Neither dod nor seraph intended lo put
any dishonor upon that which is one of
tlie masterpieces of Almighty liod -tlie
human foot. Physiologist and anatomist
are overwhelmed nt the wonders of its or
ganization. "The Bridgewater Treatise,"
written by Sir Charles Bell, on the wis
dom and goodness of find as illustrated in
the human hand, was a result of ihe $10,
IKiO htsjuenthei In the Inst will and testa
ment of the Karl of Bridgewater for the
encouragement of Christian literature.
The world could afford to forgive his ec
centricities, though he had two dogs neut
ed at his table and though he put x dogs
alone iu an equipage drawn by four horses
and attended by two footmen. With his
large bequest inducing Sir Charles Bell to
write mo valuable a book ou the wisdom
of Cod in the structure of the human
hand, the world could afford to forgive his
oddities. And the world could now afford
to have mini her Marl of Bridgewater,
however idiosyncratic, if ho would indue?
some other Sir Charles Bell lo write a
book on the wisdom and goodness of liod
in Ihe construction of the human foot. The
articulation of Its hones, the lubrication of
iis joints, the gracefulness of its lines, the
ingenuity of lis cartilages, the delicacy of
its veins, the rapidity of ils muscular con
traction .the sensitiveness of ils nerves.
ApoNtrophe to the Koot,
I sound the praises of the human foot.
Willi that we halt or climb or march. It
Is Ihe foundation of the physical fabric,
il is the base of a !od poised column.
With it the warrior braei s himself for bat
tle. With it the orator plant himself for
eiilogiuin. With it the toiler reaches his
work. Willi it the outraged stamps his
indignation. Its loss an lirepn ruble dis
aster. Its health an invaluable equip
ment. If you want to know its value, ask
the man whose foot paralysis hath shriv-
led, or machinery hath crushed, or sur
geon's knife hath amputated. The Bible
honors it. Mspecial care, "Lest thou dh
thy fool against a stone," "He will tot
suffer thy foot lo lie moved, I'hy fuel
shall not stumble." lCspccial clmr;e,
"Keep thy foot when thou goest to 11)p
house of (Sod." Kspeciid peril, "Th lir
feet shall slide in due time." Connected
with the world's dissolution, "He shall
set one foot on Ihe sea and the other
dive me the history of your foot, and I
ill give you the history of your lifetiue.
Tell me up what steps it hath gone, ihvu
what declivities and In what roads sua In
w hat direclioiis, and I will know in ire
about you than I waot to know. Notu of
its could endure the-scrutiny. Our feet
not always in pnthf (!od, sometimes in
paths of worldliness. Our feet a divine
nnd glorious machinery for usefulness and
work, so often making missteps, ao often
going In (he wrong direction, (lod know
ing every step, the patriarch saying,
"Thou- set test a print on the heels of my
feet." (iritne of the band, crimes of tho
tongue, orimes of the eye, crimes of the
ear nol um than crimes of the foot. Oh,
we want the wings of Imm h.ty to cover
the fc-i ! night v.e not to go into self ab- I
lo ga-,.,ii l.c!. .re Die all tear.-ioi ml s.-ru-tihiifiiig.
all trying rye ,f di. i"; 'J i. r
iiphs 'lo. How much more v.eV "With
twain he coicred ihe feet."
Al! this talk about ihe dii'tiliy of hu
man nature is braggadocio and s.n. Our
liitture started Hi ihe hand of (lod n c;il.
bill it lias been panis-rizcd. There i
w ell in Belgium which or,, e had very pure
water, and il was stonily iiii.soimiI with .
stone sod brick, but that well af'cruard ,
became the center of the bailie of Water
loo. At the opeuing of the battle 1i:e sol
diers, with iheir saliers. compelled the
gardener, William von K'ysoni. io draw
w ater out of the well for them, and il w as
very pure water. Hut the battle raged,
and "S dead and half dead were thing
into the well for quick and easy burial, so
that the well of refreshment became the
w ell of death, and long after people looked
down into the well, and they saw the
bleached skulls, but no waler. So the
human soul was a well of good, but the
nrmie of sin have fought around it and
fought across it and been slain, and it has
be.-orne a well of skeletons. Dead hope,
dead resolutions, dead opportunities, dead
ambitions. An abandoned well unless
Christ shall reopen and purify and till it
as the well of Belgium never was I n
Another sersphie poet lire in the text,
"With twain he covered the face." That
rnesns reverence (Jodward. Never so
much irreverence abroad in the world as
to-day. You see it in ihe defaced statu
ary, in the cutting out of figures from line
paintinr. in the chipping of monuments
for a memento, in the fact that military
guard must stand at the graves of Lincoln
nnd darfield, and that old shade Irees
must be cut down for firewood, though
fifty deorse I'. Morrises beg the woodmen
to spare the tree, and that calls a corpse a
cadaver, and that speaks of death as go
ing over to the majority and substitutes
for the reverend terms father and mother
"the old insa" and "the old woman," aud
finds nothing Impressive in the rains of
Btslbec or tlie columns of Kaniac, and
sees no difference In the Sabbath from
other (lays except it allows more disipa
tion, and reads the Bible in what is called
higher criticism, making it not the word
of dod, but a good book with some fine
things in it. Irreverence never so much
abroad. How many take ihe name of disl
in vain, how many trivial things said
about the Almighty! Not willing to have
dod in the world, they roll up an idea of
seutimen'.ality and humanitarianism and
Impudence and Imbecility and call it dod.
No wings of reverence over the face, no
taking off of shoes on holy ground. You
can tell from the way they talk they could
have made a Is-tter world than this, and
that the (rod of ihe Bible shocks every
sense of propriety. They talk of the love
of dod In a way that shows you ihey be
lieve it does not make any difference how
bad a man is here he will come in at Ihe
shining gate. They lalk of the love of
(5od iu a way which shown you they think
It is a general jail delivery for all the
abandoned and the scoundrelly of the uni
verse. No punishment hereafter for any
wrong done here.
The Bible gives two descriptions of dod,
and they nre just opposite, and they nre
both true. In one place the Bible says
dod is love. In another place the Bible
snys dod is a consuming lire. The ex
planation is plain as plain can be. dod
through Christ is love, dod out of Christ
Is fire. To win the one and to escape the
other we have only to throw ourselves,
bisly. mind and soul, into Christ's keeping.
"No." says irreverence, "1 want no atone
ment ; 1 want no pardon; 1 want no in
tervention. I will go up and face dod,
and 1 will ask him what he wants to do
with me." So the finite confronts the In
finite, so a tack hammer tries to break a
thunderbolt, so the brent li of human nos
trils defies the everlasting dod, while the
hierarehs of heaven bow the head and
bend the knee as the King's chariot goes
by, and the archangel turns away because
lie cannot endure the splendor, and the
chorus of all the empires of heaven conies
in with full diapason, "Holy, holy, holy!"
Beverence for sham, reverence for the
old merely because it is old, reverence for
stupidity, however learned, reverence for
incapacity, however finely inaugurated, I
have none. Rut we want more reverence
for dod, more reverence for the sacra
ments, more reverence for tlie Bible, more
reverence for the pure, more reverence for
the good. Keverence a characteristic of
all great natures. You hear it in the roll
of the master oratorios. You see it in the
Baphaels and Titian nnd dhirlandains.
You study it in the architecture of the
Aholiabs and Christopher Wrens. Do not
lie flippant about dod. Do not joke (iIhiiiI
death. Do not make fun of the Bible. Do
not deride the Mternal. The brightest und
mightiest seraph cannot look unabashed
upon him. Involuntarily the wings come
up. "With twain he covered his face."
Who is this dod before whom the arro
gant and intractable refuse reverence?
There was an engineer of the mime of
Strasicrates who was in the employ of Al
exander the Orent, and he offered to hew a
mountain In the shape of his master, Ihe
emperor, the enormous figure to hold in
the left hand a city of 10.000 inhabitants,
while with the right hand it was to hold
a basin large enough to collect all the
mountain torrents. Alexander applauded
him for his ingenuity, but forbade tlie en
terprise because of ils costliness. Yet I
have to tell you that our King holds in one
hand all the cities of the earth and all the
oceans, while he has the stars of heaven
for his tiara.
Karl lily power goes from hand lo hand,
from Henry 1. to Henry II. and Henry
III., from Charles I. to Charles II. , from
Iouis I. to Louis II. and iouis III., hut
from everlasting to everlasting is dod.
dod the lirst, dod the lust, dod the .jly.
He has one telescope, with w hich he jees
everything -hi omniscience. He hai one
bridge with which he crosses everything -his
omnipresence. He has one hanir.ir.
with which he builds everything- his
omnipotence. But two tnblespootifu' of
water in the palm of your hand, and il u ill
overflow, hut Isaiah indicates that ij(id
puis the Atlantic nnd the Bacilic ami ti e
Arctic aud the Antarctic and the Medit
erranean and tlie Black sen and all the
waters of the earth in the hollow o his
hand. The fingers the beach on one ,bK
the wrist the beach on (the other. "I,i
holdnth the water in Ihe hollow of Ins
A Measure of the llnrth.
As you take a pinch of salt or powder
between your thumb and two linger, ao
Isalnh Indicates (Jod takes up the earth.
He measures the dust of the earth, the
original there Indicating that dod take
all the dust of all the continents between
the thumb and two finger. You wrap
around your hand a blue ribbon Ave time,
ten times. Ton say It I fire handbreadtha,
or it i ten hsndhreadth So Indicate
the prophet dod winds ihe n'ue nhlou of
the sky iii'ound his hand. "lie metei'i out
ihe heavens wiih a span." Vou kuow
that balances are made o, a le-ar. sus
speiidcd iu the Ulhii!!.- with I wo basins at
Ihe eitremity ,,f coual licit. I u that way
what vast hell Iras been weighed. But
what are all the halanc s ,,f earthly ma
iiipishilioii compared with ihe balances
1' lit Isiiiiih s;: w susp! ; .led when he saw
dod pulling into tin- i- .il. -, the Alps and
the Ai.eniiii.es and Mount Washington
and the Sierra Nevaoas. You see the
earth had to be ballasted. !i would not do
to has e too much weight iu llurope, or too
much weight in Asia, or too much weight
in Africa or in America, so when dod"
made the mountains he w eiglied them. Tbo
Bible distinctly says so. dod knows the
weight of the great ranges that cross the
continents, the tons, the pounds avoirdu
pois, ihe ounces, the gra ns, the milligrams
just how much (hey weighed then, and
just how much they wciii now. "liu
weighed the mountains in scales and the
hills in a balance." Oh. what a dod to
run against! Oh, what a dod to disobey!
Oh. what a dod to dishonor! Oh. what
a dod lo defy! The brightest, i lit- mighti
est angel lakes no familiarity with dod.
The wings of reverence an lilted. "With
twain he I'nii "i : liie face."
Another soi;;,,' posture in the text.
The i-eraph mi..-; not alui.ys stand still.
He must move. : nd it must be without
clumsiness, 't here must le celerity and
beauty iu the movement. "Willi twain he
did fly." Correction, exhilaration. Cor
rection at our slow gait, for we only crawl
in the service w hen we ought to fly at the
divine bidding. Lxhilanition in the fact
that the soul has wings, as the seraph
have w ings. What is a wing? An instru
ment of locomotion. They may not lie likt
seraphs' wing, they may not lie like birds'
wing, hut the soul has wings, dod say
so. "He shall mount up on wings aa
eagles." We are made in Ihe divine im
age, and dod has wings. The Bible say
so. "Healing in his wings." "I'nder the
Nhndow of his wings." "I'nder whose
wings hast thou come to trust V" Th
son!, with folded wing now, wounded
wing, broken wing, bleeding wing, eageJ
wing. Aye, I have it now ! Caged with
in bars of bone and under curtains of flesh,
but one day to be free. I hear the rustle
of pinions in Seagrave's poem, w hich we
BiBe, my soul, and stretch thy wings.
I hear the rustle of pinions iu Alexan
der I'ope's stanza, where he says:
1 mount, I fly.
O death, where is thy victory?
Wine to Heaven.
A dying Christian not long ago cried
out, "Wings, wings, wings!" The air is
full of them, coming and going, coming
and going. You have seen how 1he dull,
sluggish chrysalis becomes the bright but
terflythe dull and the stupid and the
lethargic turned into the alert and the
beautiful. Well, my friends, in this world
we are in the chrysulid stale. Death will
unfurl the wings. Oh, if we could only
realize what a grand thing it will be to
get rid of this old clod of the body ami
mount the heavens! Neil her sea gull nor
lark nor albatross nor falcon nor condor,
pitching from highest range of Andes, ao
buoyant or so majestic of stroke. i
See that eagle in the mountain nest? It
looks so sick, so rugged feathered, so
wornoul and so half asleep. Is that eagle
dying? No. The ornithologist will tell
you it is the molting season with that bird.
Not dying, but moiling. You see that
Christian sick and weary and worn out
and seeming about to expire on what is
called his deathbed? The world says lie Is
ifying. I say it is the molting season for
his soul -the body dropping away, the ce
lestial pinions coming on. Not dying, but
molting. Molting out of darkness and sin"
and struggle into glory nnd into (Jod. Why
do you not shout ? Why do you sit shiver
ing at the thought of death and trying t.j
hold back and wishing you could stay hero
forever and speak of departure as though
the subject were filled with Ihe skeletons
and the varnish of coffins and as though
you preferred lame foot to swif t wing? i
Oh. people of dod, let us stop playing
Ihe fool and prepare for rapturous flight.
When your soul stands on Ihe verge ol
this life and there are vast precipices be
neath and sapphircd domes above, whiclt
way will you My? Will you swoop, or will
you soar? Will you lly downward, or will
you fly upward? Kverylhing on the wing
1his day bidding us aspire. Holy Spirit
on the wing. Angel of the ,,.w Covenant
on the wing. Time on tlie wing, flying
away from us. Klernity on the wing, fly
ing toward us. Wings, wings, wings!
Live so near to Christ that when you
are dead people standing by your lifeless
body will not soliloquize, saying: "What
a disappointment life was to him; how
averse he was to departure; what a pity
it was lie had to die; what an awful calam
ity." Kalher, standing there, may they
see a sign more vivid on your still face
than the vestiges of pain, something that
will indicate thai il was a happy exit the
clearance from oppressive quarantine, the
cast-off chrysalid, the molting of the faded
and the useless and the uscent from mala
rial valleys to bright, shining mountain
tops, nnd be led to say. us they stand there
contemplating your humility and your
reverence iu life and your happiness iu
death, "With twain he covered the feet,
with twain he covered the face, with
twain he did fly." Wings, wings, wingsl
Measnre the KennHm.
If we fail to measure the results that
are hourly wrought ou shingle and on
sand, It is not Ix'oause these results are
unreal, but liiMiui.se our visum Is too
limited In its powers to discern them.
When instead of comparing day with
day we compare ceulury wiih century,
we may often find that In ml luis 1m
come sen and sea lias become land.
Kven so we perceive, at least iu our
neighbors, towards whom Ihe eye N
more discerning and Impartial than to
wards ourselves, that under the steady
pressure and experience of life, human
ehariuiers nre continually being deter
mined, inodlth (1, altered or un lenn'ned.
It is tlie olllco of good Hctise no less
than of faith to realize this great truth
before we see il, and to live under (ho
conviction that our life from day 1o day
Is n true, powerful and Hcnrchlng dis
cipline, molding and making un wheth
er it be for evil or for good. W. E.
People hiccough because of a mus
cular contraction of the diaphragm.
It Is supposed lo be sympathetic and
to arise from an effort of the dia
phragm to assist the utomach to get
rid of some Indigested or dlsaarMbU
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