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A DREAM OF L1KK.
Br Rer. Wallace Hutting, D. O.
Herein is my Father glorified, that ye
hear much fruit. Joliu Ji'., S.
It fell on a day that i came into one
f the Kivat m.xJ.Ta es!iitim, where
everything is for salt'. Becoming weary
f walking and gazing 1 sat do.. t
retired corner, ami fell into a reverie,
t last into a dream. And I saw in my
dream an exposition larger than that at
Buffalo or Chicago or Paris. Methougut
it was owned by one Persou, and conduct
ed by his Sou.
As I was near the exit, I sat watching
the people 1 bad known when awake as
they went out. And tbe gates of en
trance uud exit were exceeding narrow. 1
bade a geutleman good day. lie cast on
we a great, kiudly eye, and spoke a good
word. He did not perhaps know thut 1
scrutinised what he carried. But there
in hi open aatchel were bundles of let
ten) containing thanks for tbe kindnesses
he bad done. He also carried a package
f leaves from some aromatic tree. It
was marked: "The love of many." He
bad expended half bis talents to procure
it. It seemed bo weight to him, but it
fate great cheer.
He bad also several badges on his
breast, which answered as orders or
checks for anything in the exhibition. I
asked him how he came by them, raid
be replied that the owner of the estab
lishment, when be saw him in the de
partment where the garments of praise
were mild, attached these badges, and told
him be could have anything he asked.
And so my friend was well provided with
the best of everything, for he was u per
son Of discernment, and refused to carry
away anything cheap. Particularly be
bad been careful to turn all his gold h.to
drafts on the bank of the great Metropo
lis of Souls, towards which be was trav
eling. The manner in which this transaction
was conducted was as follows: That
bank had correspondents in the exposi
tion here and there. To them he gave
f such as he had. To some sympathy,
to some his substance, to some be im
parted thoughts in a precious casket. But
always their principal in the great City
of Souls knew by direct wire the amo.mt
of tbe transaction, and I believe my
friend ia a very opulent citizen of lhat
strong-based city wherein is no temple.
Presently I aaw another go out. He
was somewhat corpulent, and burdened
by balky and weighty parcels, which caus
ed htm some pain and anxiety lest be
should not get them all through the door.
I noticed several deeds to real estate
peeping from his pocket, and I inquired if
be felt sure the rentals would pass s
money of the realm where he was going.
He looked at me dubiously, and puffed
on, hogging the papers. He bad also evi
dently li n in the wholesale department,
for he carried sacks of wheat and bolts
Of cloth. One said to him as be groaned
slong, "They hunger no more at the
Soul's Metropolis. Better drop those food
products."
"But what," said the poor man, "shall
I do? These parcels form the greatest
part of my purcnasea. I've speiii jeirs Sr.
procuring them, and if I let them go I
shall be almost empty handed. No! I
must try to get past the custom house."
Aad with troubled, half-despairing look,
he wiied bis dripping forehead and pass
ed along.
One shuffled by with only a dice box
and an empty flask, and, more astonish
ing still, one had nothing whatsoever.
When I asked them bow it occurred, pee
ing they were in an exposition teeming
- with bargains, they replied that they had
gone from counter to counter, exebang
lag a better thing for a worse, which they
wanted at tbe moment, and now they bad
descended to this plight, when they re
ceived an imperative summons to go ns
they were. j
Then fhere were little children who ran
along singing, and all they had was a
balo of sunshine and a jewel case of trust.
They told me they were not afraid, for
What they had would bny anything. I
marveled a little because I had heard par-
" enta in thst fair tell their children they
must he wise and carry many things.
But now I saw that these little ones were j
right. Indeed, I hear they have the
entree to all the parka and palaces of the
City of Souls', and be that lores them
spreads a tabernacle over them, and leads
them to wondrous fountains that glow
asd play with gorgeous and manifold
beauty.
Last of all, a dear little old man (of
historic name) went out of the door. He
bad spent all he bad, but left the pur
chases to be delivered. When I asked
hiss if be had no fears that they would
miscarry, be looked wonderingly at me.
and took out a little notebook, where, at
the bottom of his list of purchases, he
nidx&e read: "I know him whom I have
r bettered and am persuaded be is able to
keep that which I have committed unto
him against that day." And so be went
long w'th bright, expectant eye. I
Was surf (in my dream) that he would not
be disappointed.
I ssw also a strange thing: All tl at
tsea bad with them when they entered
tbe fair was taken from them as they
. west oat; It seems they had been warn
ed to expend all they had while in the
fair. All unexpended balance were lost.
Bat wbea a wis buyer went out, a beau
ttfal oM patriarch with a bsrp wonld
in te 4m gatekeeper and say, "Lift
the later
' I saw, therefore, that people who de
atred the beat gifts went out richest. I
pa reel red that quality, not quantity, was
teat coarenieut at the door, and partic
sjarly that they whose works were left
t fsdew them were comted wise. 1
Mf4 they were heirs, accordlag to a
-'. titbit, of eternal Hfe. I was most
i'Jt by thht; The sattoas shoppers who
, ts tried le carry away the whole
. t Jnwt got away to the ether side
ll far mm thaa these who had coa-
r?Kt e prtaarty gat left their or
, vizlSmg la tea HUM m of the
':i 7 fhey wi garat te see that
' j t-a &3kt wtX m
iug and nodding k'u lly, always with a
sweet good night.
But just here I was touched by a mes
senger who said, "1 find you sleeping in
this wide market. Go at once." I had
not expected a call so soon. "That," slid
the messenger &adlyr "in . what slanst
everybody says."
So I started out with a little basket
of fruit. 1 excited the astonishment of
the d'rkeeper, for word had gone out
that fruit passed free. lndi-ed, I had
lying against my heart (and it burned me
there this saying: "It is the will of my
Father that e bear much fruit." And
passed on to the great awakening.
KKI.IGION THE FIRST DUTY.
By Her. Pesrse nncft
The ten commandments seem to many
eople to be. in the wrong order, in that
they say too little about our duties to
our fellow men and leave that little to the
last.
Not till we get to the sixth command
ment are we forbidden to kill. Sabbath
breaking and profanity seem to be made
worse offenses than stealing and lying. Is
there an inverted moral order in this code
of the ancient law giver? Why are re
ligious duties put before the duties we
owe our fellowmen?
The world's estimate would change the
order, and probably leave religious duties
out of the moral code altogether. Men
who would not steal a pin or a railroad
are sometimes wholly irreligious, and
seem to feel that there is no moral wrong
in it.
Is irreligion a moral offense, or is it
not? -Most men do not regard it wrong.
But are they right? Would irreligion be
to an uiieorrupted moral seuse any such
sin as murder? Is indifference to religion
due to a low adjustment of conscience to
life? This Is worth tbiuking about.
If irreligion is a moral offense as seri
ous as the others we certainly cannot
treat it so in law.
We accept the principle that religion
must be free. The sheriff cannot com
mand it. Prison cannot enforce it. In
its very nature it must be free. For that
reason it may be the world is losing a
sense of the moral wrong of irreligion.
Because a man must not be jailed or
whipped for irreligion the average man
concludes there is no w rong in It.
Irreligion puts a false estimate into rll
human affairs. We bare to know what
men are in their widest relations before
we see just what are our duties to them.
If we are a superior kind of brute deal
tug with other similar brutes, that is one
thing. But if we are beings related to
God with destinies, that is another thing.
To destroy the life of men is murder, but
to destroy the life of brutes may be in
nocent of all wrong. Men are subject to
the first four of the ten commandments,
and for that reason our duties to them
are different and higher. To leave relig
ion out is to demoralize human estimates
and leave the way oiien to any sort of
immorality.
Heligiou is needed for balance. Life
cannot be healthy with the chief f art
left out.
To be irreligious is to become over
grown on the earthward side. The at
tempt of a nature made to be immortal to
live its whole life in three score years
and ten can hardly fail of being disas
trous. Religion has been a tremendous force
in all human life. The material for re
Mgi; Is is slII liiei:. I'o suppress or ig
nore religiou is to come into a disordered
way of life. If we do not have religion
in healtUful'operation we are sure to put
something else in place of it.
Were our people to turn wholly away
from the sane and uplifting religiou of
Jesus Christ, all manner of rile supersti
tions would come in to take its place. This
all means that every man ought to attend
to his religion as the first duty.
TWELVE MlriMOXAKIKS.
By Her. Htttredge Wmeeler,
Sometimes the change of a word helps
to the idea, and sets forth in clear light
the thought. The word apostle is Greek,
and seems much farther removed from
cur religious vocabulary than the Latin
word missionary. What a help to the
church, since the day of the King James
Version at least, this slight change in
translation would have been. Jesus those
twelve missionaries whom he educated
and sent forth. This is exactly and defi
nitely what Jesus did; and this one word,
missionary, in the place of the Greek
word apostle, might have prevented the
controversy between mission and anti
mission churches.
What a fine rending that would be to
day, in all Christian churches, and how
it would own the eyes of many of tbe
selfishly blinded soul who call themselves
followers of that Saviour who gave him
self to God and to man and the truth!
A Christian but not a missionary! Not
sent forth in the name of Jesus, to serve
hmi. Impossible! A Saviour who was
crucified, who died upon the cross to give
the truth of God to the world, to reveal
the lore of God to sll msnkind, and yet
bis followers giving nothing, doing little,
to extend tbe kingdom and the knowl
edge of Jesus Christ! Doing little for
Jesus; little for men. - '
Jesns chose twelve missionaries! Head
your Bible that way! Put the word mis
sionary in the plsee of apostle. And yet,
alas! there are teachers and leaders sod
officer in the churches who are so ortho
dox that they will not give up the King
James Version, nor will they accept any
change in tbe Kuglish translsUon. There
are teachers and officers in tbe churches
to-day who seem to think that God and
tbe Holy Spirit spoke English, and that
the King James is the original language
of Jehovah. For this reason the Bible Is
to-day to so many a sesled, closed book.
Get a new translation, a new version
whenever you can; the more the better.
You will get a new ides, some uewer,
clearer thought. Ton will understand the
Bible better; you will be a better teach
er, leader. Christian. Jesus chose twelre
missionaries! Bead it so. It will help
you and tbe whole church.
Only One Thlng.The only new thing
In the world la the Infinite poasibllltiea
af comfort, of rtrtne, the Infinite raria
tlonw of the higher experWncea of life.
-Bar. T. B. CUear, Unltaiiaa, Maw
York.
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OLD
j FAVORITES
The Widow Malone.
Did you hear of the Widow Malone,
Obone!
Who lived in the town of AthJone,
Aloni?
Oh! she melted the heartB
Of the swains in them parts
So lovely the Widow Malone,
Uhoue!
So lovely the Widow Malone.
Of lovers she had a full score
Or more;
And fortunes tbey all had galore,
In store;
From the minister down
To the clerk of the crown,
All were courting the Widow Malone,
Ohone!
All were courting the Widow Malone.
But so modest was Mistress Malone,
'Twas known
That no one could see her alone,
Ohone!
Let them ogle and sigh,
They could ne'er catch her eye
So bashful tbe Widow Malone,
Ohone!
So bashful the Widow Malone.
Till one Mistber O'Brien from Clare
How quare;
It's little for blushing they csre
Iown there
Put his arm round her waist,
Gave ten kisses at laste
'Oh," says he, "you're my Molly Ma one
My own!"
Oh," says be, "you're my Molly Ma
lone!" And the widow they all thought go shy,
My eye!
Ne'er thought of a simper or sigh
For why?
But, "Lucius," gays she,
"Since you've now made so free,
Vou may marry your Mary Malone,
Obone!
Y'ou may marry your Mary Malone."
There's a moral contained in my song,
Not wrong,
And, one comfort, it's not very long,
But strong;
If for widows you die
.earn to kiss, not to sigh.
For they're all like sweet Mistress Ma
lone! Ohoue!
Oh! they're ail like sweet Mistress Ma
lone! Charles Lever.
Little Boy Blue.
The little toy dog is covered with, dust
But sturdy and stanch be stands:
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was
new
And the soldier was passing fair.
And that was the time when our Little
Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.
"Now, don't you go till I come," he said,
"And don't you make any noise!"
Ho toddling off to bis trundle-bed
He dreamt of the pretty toys.
And as he was dreaming an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue
Jh. the years are many, tbe years are
long,
But the little toy friends arc true.
Aye faithful to Little Boy Blue they
stand,
Kach in the same old place,
Awaiting the touch of a little band,
Tbe smile of a little face.
And they wonder, as waiting thee long
years through
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue
Since he kissed them aud put them
there?
-Kugene Field.
GIANT PREHISTORIC BIRD.
Egg of tbe Kpyornia Found Off tbe
Madagascar Coast.
The recent fiudlug of au egg of the
fjreat epyornls Moating about In St.
Angus tine Bay, on the southwest coast
of Madagascar, has Induced a party ut
Germans headed by Gottlieb Adolf
Krause, tbe German explorer, to un
dertake an exploration of the remote
Interior of Madagascar In search of
poHsible living specimens of this great
bird of the ioBt-plloeeiie period of the
world's history. Tbe egg may have
come down with the floods from the
unexplored Interior of the island, or
may have been burled for centuries In
the aand, preaerred by some curious
freak of nature, and then carried to
sea. Wblcb of these theories Is tbe
proper one Professor Krause and bis
party will try to discover.
According to geologists, at one time
Madagascar and tbe Islands east of
Africa were one, but that later the
land subsided aud left the Islands sep
arated by a strait, aud since that time
the islands have developed species to
themselves. . The climatic changes
which ensued are believed by some to
have exterminated the epyornls. But
others declare that, aa tbe country
changed, tbe gigantic bird retired deep
er and deeper Into the wilderness,
where It baa remained for centuries
without molestation, unless It has becti
annihilated by some unknown savage
tribe In the Interior, and will be found
there to-day, somewhere between tbe
desert and the Aukarab Mountains.
Tbe finding of tbe egg In St. Augus
tine Bay has deepened this Impression,
and Professor Krause will try to es
tablish the truth of the theory that
the gg is of recent origin and not
curiously preserved through centuries.
Several French adventurera hare tried
to penetrate Into the Interior, but they
have returned without definite results,
telling only of brief gllmpaes of queer
aaiaula, which were not accepted rj
valuable by scientist v Possibly th
German explorers may he more for
tunate.
The egg found is the thirty-fourth
in existence, aud the latest is 9 by
14 inches in diameter. Tbe bird Itsell
is believed by scientists to have been
fully fifteen feet high, aud to have
weighed more than a ton, far larger
than tbe ostrich, which Is itself a dan
gerous bird to handle; a blow from
Its claws would be fatal. Stories of
some such bird in the Interior have
long been extant among natives, not
only of Madagascar, but of other coun
tries, and interest in them has been
awakened by the finding of the new
egg.
The trials the expedition will have to
contend with will be the lnhospltallty
of the inhabitants, scorching heat
scarcity of water, malarial swamps,
and extreme perils of journeying
through primeval tropical forests. Two
other parties while in search of th
epyornls met death In the burning des
erts of Klllarivo, but, with the bettei
appliances carried by Professot
Krause and bis party, It is believed
that tbey will make discoveries that
will prove the existence or non-existence
of this great bird of prehistoric
times. Previous researches have noi
been carried on beyond the high table
land, but the Germans will try to pen
etrate tbe wilds beyond the Oullahj
river.
SHE WORE THE KEY.
8ad Eyes, Pathetic Droop Made It
Mystery Until Explained.
It was the usual crowd of well
gowned femininity that tilled the car,
weudlng its way matlneeward. Every
woman at all young or at all aiming to
be fashionable, wore a chain of some
sort from which dangled charms ot
every kind aud descriptions, lockets,
heart-shaped and round, small gold oi
silver purses, lorgnettes aud watches.
The girl In the smart black costume,
with exquisite sables, appeared to be
exempt from the prevailing mania, aud
therefore became tbe mark for the at
tent Ion of the observer of details. A
the atmosphere of the car grew warm
er she slipped the long fur scarf from
her neck, revealing the fact that sc
far from being immune she had
eclipsed all the others In the originality
of her "dangle."
A small gold chain was worn around
her neck and fell half way to thf
waist. On It was a key set with dla
uiomls. It was no caprice of the Jew
eler, but the real article, an ordinary
every-day affair such as one wrestles
with at the front door.
Now, what was the romance con
nected with that very prosaic key
makiuj; it worthy to be set with dla
months and displayed so prominently
ns a treasured possession? The sad
eyes of the owner had that misty, far
away look of unshed tears. The Par
isian bat failed to hide the pathetic
droop of the graceful head.
Here was a story, surely. Imaglna
lion conjured up a picture of a betroth
al rudely broken by tbe death of the
dance, the key treasured as a memen
to of the many happy evenings tbey
had spent together, and fbe stolen
kisses In tbe vestibule as lie hesitated
before opening the door for her. The
somber :own hinted at a loss. Tin
wistful eyes and sweet Hps nccentu
uted the Idea.
Or could the key be that of tbe vault
where the young man bad been en
tombed? Could It be? Fancy waxed
more and more growsome with each
new contemplation of the unusual
charm worn by this fair heroine of
modern romance.
At Sixty-fourth (street another very
smart young woman lKiardcd the cur
and with a friendly greeting to thf
girl with the key at once opened up a
conversation.
"I see you ore wearing your key,"
she began.
"How shockingly unfeeling," thought
the observer.
"Yes," replied she of the pathetic
eyes. "I can go out now with a peace
ful mind, knowing that Marie will not
be wearing my frocks. I never could
hide it where she couldn't find It"
Somehow the unshed tears and the
pathetic droop wereu't so notlceublt
now. New York Herald.
No Chance for Him.
"Now that we are engaged," said tht
fair young thing, "I will tell you that
I do not fear mice."
"That is nice," said the prospective
groom.
"And," continued the fiancee, "I can
drive nails without bitting my thumb;
and I know how to use a paper cutter
without ruining a book; and I can add
a row of figures without making a sep
arate sum for each consecutive figure;
and I can build a fire; and I can tell
when a picture Is bung straight on the
walL"
Here the man drew himself up with
much dignity and sorrow, and cried:
"Then I cannot marry you, alas!"
"What prospect is there for my ever
being able to demonstrate the superi
ority of man over woman if I marry
a woman who pessesses such traits of
character as you?" Baltimore Ameri
can. The Logical Youth.
"In the sentence, 'The train wound
around the foot of the mountain,' " di
rected tbe teacher, "you may parse the
word 'mountain.' "
"Mountain," began Johnny Wise, 'Is
a noun, common, feminine gender "
"Why do you aay It Is feminine?"
"Didn't you Just say that tbe train
was wound around its foot?" Balti
more American.
An old roan of seventy told a whop
per on the streets to-day; he said be
felt aa spry aa a cat
People shake hand on mighty small
'"evocation.
BURYING THE DEAD AT .MANILA.
HOW THE DEAIi AUB BUKIED AT MANILA.
The Manila cemetery consists of two circular walls, about seven feet thick
pierced with holes, in which the coffins are placed. After a coffin has been de
posited the hole is bricked up aud faced with a memorial tablet. These graves
are leased for five years, at the end of which time, unles the lease is renewed,
the coffins are taken out and the bones thrown into a pile Just outside the wall.
The walls of the cemetery are constructed of earth and rubble faced with
stone, and the tropical rains soak through and rot the coffins. This method ot
burial dates back to the days of the domination of the Spanish friars.
All sorts of designs are placed on the memorial tablet which seals the tomb
snd sometimes after a lease expires and another body has been placed in the
grave the same tablet is replaced.
The women of Manila are ever faithful In their mourning for their dead
and fresh wreaths adorn the tombs of the departed ones constantly.
IHICAGO TO HAVE A HOME
FOR DESIITUTE DOQS.
destitute dogs that have not the
lomforts of borne will no longer be
riven tbe short shrift of the city
pound in Chicago, owing to the minis
trations of the exclusive set of society
women, who have Interested them-
jelves in the cause of the lone lorn can-
ne.
Led In the movement by Mrs. C. A,
White, of Michigan avenue, 100 worn-
;n will found a retreat for canines,
called tbe Home for Destitute Dogs.
.Mrs. White is a lover of animals,
ind the sufferings of vagabond canines
ippeul especially to her. She bus her
R'lf o large asortment of dogs of high
nits. c. A. WHITE.
degree, and has entertained many a
blue rlbboner" In her kennels. She
possesses the finest Jupuuese spaniels
in the country, and is Vice President
of the Chicago Kennel Club.
When Mrs. White Invited a number
jf her friends to her home to see If
something could iiot be done for the
four-footed friendless, she found enthu
siastic support In her philanthropic
pluiis from the women assembled. She
argued that while there was a cat bos-
pltul In the city, homeless dogs were
unprovided for, and she proposed that
retreat for them be built. She offered
to give up her intended visit to tbe seu-
hore to perfect the scheme. The site
for the home has been selected and the
work of putting up the borne will soon
be started.
Sick as well as homeless dogs will
be cured for, and the destitute dogs
will be offered for adoption to uny who
will promise to care for them and treat
them as a canine pet should be treated.
Funds for maintaining tbe homo will
be secured by subscriptions. Dogs
which cannot be cured will be made
swny with painlessly.
8AY8 LONDON 18 SQUALID.
Eminent English Architect Compares
It with Cities In America.
A candid friend of London appeared
recently, says the London Mall, In the
person of Mr. Trevall, the new presi
dent of the Society of Architects. In
his presidential address at SL James
hull Mr. Trevall said:
"The Impression that always palls
upon one when returning from either
the European or American continents
to Isondon Is the wretchedly narrow
uud Insignificant looking streets, with
the low, mcau, small ahops aud dwell
ings by contrast with what we have
Just left behind us. It la of little In
terest to be told Just how many hun
dreds of miles of the same sort of
thing Ixiudon contains more than does
any other metropolis In Christendom
or elsewhere.
"The fact still remains In yonr mind
In a general sense that London looks
squalid nnd miserable by comparison
nnd that feeling affects one for days,
until he once more gets seaaoned Into
the old haunts and relapses Into that
comfortable frame of mind that, after
all, even the Strand and Chancery
lane, or Fleet street and Ludgata cir
cus, with all their advertising abomi
nations, look at least familiar and
homely,
"Tuke the city of London. It may
have some of the finest commercial
palaces in the world, rivaling those
of old Venice herself, but look bow
they are huddled together. There Is
positively not the space to appreciate
their design, their proportions, not
their detail. Compare the Champa
Elysees, Place de lu Concorde, or the
boulevards of Paris with our best
streets and squares and where are we?
"Or, say the Ulngstrasses of Vienna,
or the Boulevard Andrassy at Buda
pest, or, currying our thoughts across
tbe Atlantic, to Broadway, Fifth av
enue, ltlverslde nnd Central Park,
New York; the Commonwealth av
enue, Boston; Victoria square, Mont
real; East avenue, Buffalo; Drexel
boulevard, Washington avenue, or
State street. Chicago; Pennsylvania
avenue, Washington, or dozens of oth
ers that might be named. Alongside
of these our Strand, our Whitehall,
our Victoria street, Itogent street, Pic
cadilly, Park bine. Oxford street, etc.,
are but wretched ajwlogles for what
leading streets and thoroughfares
should be.
"If we except the Thames embank
ment, Shaftesbury avenue and tbe new
thoroughfare that Is about to be uiade
between the Strand and Holliorn,
nothing of an adequate scale to tbe
size and Importance of this metropo
lis has yet been attempted. With tbe
dilapidated, rickety, old ramshackle
properties that? we see lu some of the
best and most central parts of Ixmdoti,
what 1b wanted is a general rebuild
ing aud Improving scheme fixed after
mature deliberation by n competent
central authority specially constituted
by par!!"!!!""?, nfter consultation with
the chief local authorities uud perhaps
the representative societies of archi
tecture, sculpture and engineering
with a special regard to Its qualifica
tions and fitness for the purpose.
"This would be merely following
the example that has been set in suck
capitals as Paris, Vienna and Washington."
DAMAGED BY VIOLIN-PLAYING.
Kegnlar Vibrations of the Instrument
Make Trouble with Walla.
"What force least expected does tht
greatest damage to buildings?" is a
question which a representative of th
Indianapolis News usked a well-known
architect. The architect's answer may
be a surprise to those w ho do not un
derstand thut It Is the regularity of vi
bration that makes It powerful.
It is difficult to tell, replied the archi
tect, but I will venture to say that you
would never expect violin-playing tt
Injure tbe walls of a building. Yet il
certainly does. There have been In
stances when the walls of stone and
brick structures have been serious)
damaged by the vibrations from a yh
Ilu. Of course these cases nre unusuaL
but the facts nre established.
The vibrations of a violin are ruall
serious in their unseen, unbounded
force, and when they come with regu-
larlty they exercise an influence uik.o
structures of brick, stone or Iron. OI
course It takes continuous playing fot
inuny years to loosen masonry or t
inuke Iron brittle, but it will do it In
time.
I have often thought of what tho re
sult might be If a man would stand al
the bottom of a nineteen-story light well,
on the first floor of the great Masonic
Temple In Chicago, and piny there con
tinuously. The result could lie more
easily acen there than almost anvwher
else, because the vibration gat hen
Torce os It sweeps upward.
A man can feel tho vibrations of n
violin on an irou-clnd ocean vessel, and
at the same time be unable to bear th
music. It Is the regularity which meant
so much. Like the constant dripping
of water which wears away a stotie,
the Incessant vibration of the violin
makes Its way to the walls, and attacki
their solidity.
Tbe bushnnd of a Jealous wife nearly
alwayn thinks to himself, "Well, thert
Is some reason for It; 1 am a sweet old
thing." .
Who la tbe most worthless man yoi
avar know?
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