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Old Blazer's Hero
By DAVID CHRISTIE MURRAY.
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CHAPTER II. (Continued.!
Terjr well, gentlemen." said the "n
tsr of interest, rising. "If you will have
It, you will hare it. I'm as hoarse at a
crow, but if you riake me sing it'a do
fault of mm and -you must put up
with it."
He threw down hia riding whip and
sauntered to the piauo. He struck a
chord or two and the character of the
kaatru merit seemed to change. It jingled
till it would hare jingled under the
kanda of the king of pianist but hia
roica waa richer, fuller and softer than
kt had been. Even uow be was not ro
tag to waste a sni!T of the incense which
waa wafted about him. and was at once
so common and so delightful. He pre
luded at half-random for a minute or
two, and when he had whetted expec
tancy to ita keenest edge he struck some
pening chorda and in due time began to
aing.
Hia Toice waa of that rare and exqui
site quality which Suspires immediate
confidence in the listener. Co the song
f nature's born singers the soul em
barks without hesitation at the call of
the first true note.
If there had been nothing else to have
accounted for it, it would have been a
remarkable tribute to Will Hackett's
vocal powers thnt a wayfarer should
are paused in the street at the first note
f hia song, aud should have stood stock
till in the wind aud snow to listen.
There waa, however, much else to ac
eount for thia circumstauce. for the way
farer waa none other th.in Will Hack
ett's unsuccessful rival. He had forgot-
ten the wind and the snow half an hour
before, and now iu the verv act of stand
log still to listen he forgot the song. He
doubted the news he had heard, an I had
tried vainly to persuade himself that he
had no belief in it at all, but his thoughts
were comfortless and disturbed. lie had
been Mary Howarth's suitor these two
years, and though he had been more than
sufflcicntly . shy. in his suit and timid
nough iu his hopes, he had hardly iden
tified swaggering Will Hackett aa a
rival.
The Ilacketts had been well-to-do time
tut of mind, but for the last three or four
fenerations the family had beeu rolling
ao industriously downhill that it waa a
aaarvsl they had not long since reached
th bottom. This sweet-throated Will's
great-grandfather had in his time gam
bled away one-half the family belong
ings. The grandfather had in like man-
Mr reduced his share by a moiety; and
the father, whose career wag briefer aud
more rapid than that of his predecessors,
had left the remnant of the property so
heavily mortgaged aa to be almost value
less. Since his death the Hackett home
ctead hnd been closed and waa likely to
remain so, for the mining resources of
th district round about were fast being
opened up, aud coal pits and blasting
furnaces are undesirable neighbors for a
Minnlnr sent- The discoverr of the min
eral resources of the bind would liave
Bade carerui people wealthy, out it bad
only encouraged the later generations of
th Hacketts to larger extravagances.
Will had inherited the tastes and procliv
ities of his ancestors, and was aa deep
In debt as he knew how to be.
If there had been nothing worse than
th fallen fortunes of his family with
which to reproach Will Hackett the thing
might have been borne with; but ti.i
joung fellow kept the family reputation
aliv in all ways, and the graver sort
people shrugged their shoulders at the
mention of him, whilst the feebler held
ap their hands in horror. The long and
th short of it ia, he waa the laat sort
of man in the world for a girl to think
of marrying. Now the disappointed lover
knew all theae things, and they galled
aim terribly.
Edward Blane, sunk deep in the mem
ory of these things, stood in the storm,
wrathful, sore-hearted and piteous. When
th song waa finished and the applause
Which followed it aroused him from his
thoughts, he awoke out of a dream which
bad carried him both into the past and
th future by a year or two. He could
not have told then or afterward what
Impulse drew him Into the hotel and led
klm to the upper room In which the sing
ing waa goiug on. The thing seemed
most to desire just then waa solitude,
and be had no mind to exchange unmean
ing talk with people he did not car for,
or even to listen to Will Hackett' de
lightful singing. Yet be entered and
stood rather moodily propping himself
against the door, until hia old half-abandoned
crony discovered him, and crossed
tko room to shake hand.
"Why. Ned, old tad, It'a hundred
7 oar tine I saw th laat of you. What
brings you here?'
"I beard your singing a I waa going
by," aaid Ned. "I wouldn't come up till
you'd finished."
"And now," cried the landlord, "It'a
pretty well beknown aa there' nothing
Mr. Hackett wouldn't be willin' to do to
obllg Mr. Blane, and he can hardly do
lea than aing another song to pay him
for atandin' out 1' the cold to listen to
the first un."
"Ay, sing aa song. Will!" aaid hie
Id companion. "They're all rarely pleas
ad to b?ar you."
' "Why, so I will," answered Hackett;
"but I'll hare a little refreshment first,
tt yon please. W arden."
The landlord bustled from the room
aad toon returned. Then Hackett aang
aaother aorta;. Thia time be chose "Sally
ta Our Alley," and the unlucky lover,
though not easily disposed to be affront
ad aa a rule, felt a personal application
aa the ditty and took umbrage at It The
joyful and tender exultation of the line
"Oh, then I'll marry Bally" especially
ded aim, ana u Binger accMeat-
f look hi bia direction aeemed
tm and dtateenpered fancy aa if
i neant tt barb the abaft. Ha
. . i -a ... a
woany sunsinasi mm wait anq re-
nMU to Mttor ranelea. Hack-
beta began to rally
"You've taken rather more than's good
for you," said the sufferer. "Better stop
it and go home."
"Who? IT cries Hackett. "Not a bit
of it! To-day's the only day we own.
We mayn't be alive to enjoy ourselves
to-mcrow."
Thv foolish youngster spoke with ao
much aplomb, and with an air so gay j
and sprightly, and laughed so heartily j
in bis speech thst everybody but Ned )
Wane took the speech itself to be full of j
wit and humor and laughed loudly with
.
,' j. ji u .
so often and found refreshment so esscn-
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tial between songs that when but an
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Hour unu K"ue OJ ut uuiir nrre on ui
the Itacchanuliun sort, and were sung
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. ua irBB innic nuu rciiueiu-ut tunu luikiii
have been asked for from so accoui
plished a vocalist.
All thia was gall and wormwood to the
unfortunate lover. His thoughts ran be
fore and be saw the girl he cored for sit
ting lonely and pale and sad at home,
and in the same flash of time saw her
husband as he saw him now, swaggering
and roystering with boon eompaniona
who were unworthy of him. These fan
cies cut him to the heart, and at last.
taking Hackett by the arm, he whisper-
ed in a tone which sounded a trifle fierce
from so ordinnrily mild a man:
'"Come home. Ilackett. If you can't
see when you're on the way to make a
fool of yourself, your friends must aee
it for you."
It may be allowed thnt. along with
his congeninl vice. Mr. Hackett had at
least the congenital merit of being good-
tempered. He laughed allowingly. and
sufTered himself to he drawn away, but
in the keen fresh air of the streets be
began to red and to talk thickly, and
his rival, with a heart growing moment
arily heavier ajid sorer, piloted him
home. and. bidding him gisvl night at the
door, turned away, feeling as blank, as
desolate as the night itself.
("II A PTKR III.
Church bells were ringing on a March
morning. They rang under a sky half
covered with a tatter of ragged cloud.
through the vivid rents whereof broad
sunshin poured. The wind, which buf
feted the music of the bells, chased the
tartered clouds so swiftly that the sun
light flowed over the heath, the cluster of
cottages, and the church, like a series of
charging waves.
A quarter of a mile away from the
renter of the music which tumbled in
such exuberant and wind-swept mirth,
stood a sign post, holding four gauut
arms. Against it leaned Ned Blaue.
wearing an air of deep chagrin, and kick
ing with occasional sudden emphasis at
any projecting bit of turf which lay
within reach.
While he lounged thus dejected he was
unaware of the approach of a portly
broadcloth personage, who picked hia
way with a cat like nicety and delibera
liou among the shining puddles on the
western road. This person had for a
long time held in view the figure of the
melancholy lounger at the sign post.
Finding himself still unnoticed, when he
had grown quite near he coughed behind
one of hi glossy gloves with an air of
accident, and having thus attracted the
hiunger a notice, he bade him good morn
ing. There are people who in speaking
convey the impression that their vocal
organs are oiled. Mr. Horatio Lowther
was one of these. Ilia salute was a
benediction. Ned drew himself up with
a start and blushed like fire. He pushed
buck the soft felt hat and nodded in
unswer to the salutation.
"It is a lovely morning," said Mr.
Lowther, pausing. "It givea one a sense
of " Ue did not say what it gave
one a sense of, but he waved hia shining
black gloves hither and thither, and smil
ed with the look of a man who has
achieved a conversational felicity.
Ned's face wore an expression of dis
gusted weariness which he tried in vain
to replace by one of interest as he sur
veyed the landscape, in answer to the
invitation conveyed by the waving black
gloves.
"The weather's right enough." be an
swered. "The be!U," aaid Mr. Lowther. "The
bells. Those morning bells' How many
a tale their music tells! I perriaume"
he had a knack which suited his voice
and face to perfection, of lengthening
certain word iu thia way "I perrisume
they are ringing for young Hackett."
Ned looked at him with sudden keen
ness. Mr. Lowther, with bis bead slight
ly thrown back and a little on one aide,
waa smiling softly and benevolently at
nature and the bells, and appeared to be
unaware of the other gaze. Observing
this, the young man answered in an un
interested tone:
"Yea, they are ringing for Will Hack
ett." "Haa It occurred to your" asked Mr.
Lowther, preserving hia attitude and bis
entile "do you think "
"Haa what occurred to me?" asked
the other, looking np at him.
"That Hackett might hare done I
wouldn't 'ndicate a breath to disparage
the young lady." He waa ctill smiling
softly at the landscape a rl the bells, and
could not be supposed to know that
Blane waa looking at him with eyes of
wrath aud wonder. "But might he not
now might be not hare done little
better V
"Perhaps he might I don't know
where, though. It aeema to me be baa
done a lot better than he deserves."
"It may be ao," responded Mr. Low
ther. "It may be ao. But la a worldly
MOM."
"It la bia own- affair." aaid Blaaa, aa
if th talk wearied him.
"Assuredly," Mr. Lowther answered.
"Oh. yea. Assuredly. Quit bia own
affair." He paused there and smiled on
kla eompanloB. "I do not say that 'We
aha Id act too lofty a ralleyen oa mu
bat It beaowrea aa to be
careful even of our owe. temporary wel
fare. Ik you happen to know if our
young friend receives au,, thing with th
bride?"
"No." said Ned. loudly and with angry
empty's.
'M.i dear young friend," cried Mr.
Lowther, somewhat taken aback by thia
unlooked-for vehemence, and recoiling
pace or two.
I "1 am not your dear young friend."
said Ned, with a smile, which had as
much anger as amusement in it- "I
have nothing in the world to talk to you
about, and 1 would great deal rather
tm auiie.
"That," replied Mr. Lowther, very
sweetly, "is an invitation not to linger.
I will accept it in that sense, Mr. Blanc,
an I w ill w inh you good morning."
The wimly music of the bells and th
swiftly alternating bands of shade and
shine were still careering over the heath
aa Mr. tawthrr turned bis broadcloth
back upon the finger post, end left th
young man staring sadly after him.
"What do you want to know about
Will Hackett's affairs for? la h la
jour clutches, you fat old spider? Hear
en help him if be is! The bit he haa left
won't be long in going after what hs
used to have if he haa got into your
web."
I'ntil the actual coming of the wed
ding day he had never been able to coo-
I vmce himself that bis sweetheart would
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real y make so bad a business of herself
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as to roarrr ill Hackett. Something
waa to have turned tip to prevent so
egregious a sacrifice, some outbreak on
i ..it. , . i
diwoveiv on the snle of bia Tictim. Ilia
w ife could be nothing less than a victim.
to the 'unlucky rival's fancy, and h
found people enough to agree with him
and confirm him in his opinion.
Ned had nuite resolved to see nothing
of the wedding ceremony, for to what
good end should be vex himself by that?
And yet here he was, a mile nearer th
parish church than he had a right to be.
and hankering after pain with that un
reasoning instinct w hich prompts children
to irritate sore places. When .Mr. Mora
tio Lowther had got some two or thre
hnndred yards away Ned louuged after
birn slowly and irresolutely.
There were no faces at the cottnga
windmvs and no idlers or wayfarers in
the road. The belis were silent now,
for the w eildiug procession had entered
the church. He must needs enter the
' porch, and there, in company with two or
i three peeping children, whom bis pres-
i utiiit int.. aiiLernfitlirnl irrArifv ftnd
silence, listen to the murmuring and
echoing voice of the minister as it rolled
indistinctly about the hollow building,
which v.as more than five-sixths empty.
He heard the groom's voice more clear
ly. for Hackett's loud swrgger was but
little tempered by the place aud the oc
casion. The listener turned away and
stood at the entrance to the porch, look
ing out upon the graveyard for a little
while; end then, stepping lightly by in
stinct, walked down the path and into
the village street
It was all bare and empty as be had
left it, but a sudden unreasonable fear of
being observed set him walking rapidly,
and he felt as if any one who should
chance to see him must know how raw
aud desolate and heartbroken he was.
Behind him and somewhat gaining
npon him, though not rapidly, waa a man
on horseback. The horse was fat and
unwieldy. By diut of hard kicking aud
tight holding the rider quickened his pace
and kept his seat until he came on a
level with the foot passenger and gasped
bis mime.
"Mr. Edward."
Ned Iilane looked up aud recognized
the Hard.
"What'a the matter?" be asked, for
ishadrach's face was wild.
"The Blazer; the Old Blazer." said
Shadrach, breathing hard.
"What! Not on fire again?"
"No; drowned out thia time. Seven-and-forty
down. You'ra wanted. I seen
you by the church an' I've been tryin' to
holler iver aence. but I've had all th
breath shook out o' me."
The Erst feeling in the wounded lover'
heart was so terribly like tbankfulues
that some absorbing duty called him
from himself that be stood stock still
for a moment, more horrified at himself
than at the newa. In the next instant
he turned back upon the way be bad
traveled, running like a deer.
(To be continued.)
A Poet's Mother.
Robert Buchanan had one deep en
thusiasm, bis mother. She was al
ways young In her appearance, but ha
regarded her. to the end of her life, aa
abounding even Id girlish charms. Ha
could never realise that abe waa grow
ing old. In looking at ber, even when
she waa close upon 80, he saw tbe
soft blue eyes and golden hair which
he had loved long ago.
"I cannot Imagine my mother aa
old," he said a;;a!n and again, the day
after she died. "I do not feel that aha
Is dead, for I cannot Imagine the world
without her."
When, a youth of eighteen, he went
up to Loudon, "to take the world by
storm," be waa a mlaerably homesick
lad. He sat In a corner of the railway
carriage, bia heart aching, bia eyes dim
wltb tears.
"1 reai.Kd," be eayi. "that I waa foe
the Drat time quite friemdlea and
alone. I thought of my dear mother
praying for me at borne, aud I longed
to turn back and ask ber forgiveness
for any pain I bad caused ber. Even
now, I never take a railway Journey H
night without recalling tbe dismal
heartache of that midnight Journey to
London."
Almost dally, during this earl)
struggle, did be receive a letter from
ber, always full of loving lntmctton
for bia guidance. Ills answers were
overflowing with heart and hop . M -to-er
and son were constant In tbis ten
der servlca. From first to last tbey
were tbe beat and most Ultimate of
friends.
rjaolo R a ben's Philosophy.
I bev bad a right smart lot of people
com to me fur advice at one time or
another. In de fust place, dey wautd
to aare lawyer' a fee an' In de oeit
dey wanted to sec If I waa aa big
fnl aa dey waa. If I didn't agree wld
'tm I was a blggar ono, f oouraa.
Detroit trw Praaa.
IMQIl BITT0NM01E ttlllR.
Some f the most simp! id-ns of th
inventive genius' have proven v( the
rrit value to humanity, and it is safe
to ient:..e that the idea of lVim
sylvania man for a buttonhole cutting-
scissor will develop into a wonderful
aid to ji those dressmakers and ..th
ers Into who- bands it may fall
There have been tmMolihole-cultiiii
wiiMort Iwfore, it is true, but here is
an affair that combines an ordinaiy
pair of scissors with one that will
timke the little slits in the cloUi mid
v. :!! avert si! necessity fur layist down
one of the tisils of seamstress' art for
the picking tip of aunt her.
This arrangement, which Is made
plain by tin ucconijianyinj; piiture,
consists of a pair of scissors which
inn be iism1 in ordinary cutting, to t lie
handle of which is ii Mixed u pifiiliurly
sliiijH'd cutting bliidc which will do
the buttonhole work iu an instant
when the cloth is placed lieiicuth It.
There is no danger of Its bclnjr mis
laid or lust, fur the worker has it ever
before her, as she does the oUiir cut
ting nece-saiy In her work.
tier Voire I. ins
In a 'iniet Hide house on the South
S.de a coiik is Biiii ci-ry cveiili;t; I'V
the voice of 11 mother, who lias been
lrad more that! a year. Two tiny or-
pli:ins. a buy and it girl, set n t h.-jr
b. nrt-broht n f.itjrer's lap t-nch njghi
iiu-1 are snotli.il in sleep by the lullaby
their mother sang to tln-m when she
was living.
Tin-singing Is don.- by a plionoginidi,
I. tit the latlu r lias taiighl his litil,. invi
that the voi- e is their lno Ii. r's. and
they netcr go to sleep without hear-
Illy It.
It is Just a jenr now since this fnlh-
er bought a phonograph the only mu
sical Instrument he could afford. I(e
bok it home, ai d tlitti, out of curl sity
moie than anything cle, he had his
wife Blng Into it a hi la by she croon.-.!
to her l nliics. The proud fathi-r took
ret-on Ik, too, of his children's cries and
pruttlcM, spending all his spare change
f r blank records. The young vif-
ti;ui a auett. cl.-ur voice, and other ree
rd wife made of the favorite lullaby,
but all were not eHjimlly good, and otiJy
one was Jin ticrved.
1 hre days after the song was re-
Corded on tlir- phoiioirrapli ryllndr thp
young mother was taken sick. A wek
later she dUil. Several days after her
burial tin h art-broken husbai.d
brought out tbe phonograph again,
ard, taking his bubles on his lup. he
hiard the living voice of hi dead wife
roon:
It's k a bye baby in the tree top.
When the hough bond the cradle will
rock.
When the bough breaks the cradle will
fall.
Down will come tree-top, baby, and all.
And every night nlnce that time the
phonograph has sung the two children
to aUep. Chicago I liter Ocean.
A Oners Philosophy.
The press agent of the Indian Con-
grews at New York vouches for the fol-
owlng philosophical remarks by Chief
Joseph, "as translated by Ited Thun
der:"
"Small mothers have brought forth
big chiefs."
"BauV Deeds 1H much Bleep.''
"A scret calls at a hundred wig
wams.
"Kvery man knows how to make
lore for hlmwlf."
'Stingy-Man tries to warm himself
wllh smoke."
"A hungry tdomach does not quarrel
-l!h the cook."
"Little Caution seta big death trap."
"You can't tell a gun's kill by Its
kick."
IlatVNewa flies on the lightning's
wings."
In the dark Is a good place to look
it yourtMslf."
"IK not halt w ith sturgeon to catch
perch."
"The hornet's sting feels longer than
the heron's bonks."
You do not have to eat grubs be
cause they taste sweet to the hear."
I am always afraid that clums
klrtnrs will step on my feet"
The coward, envies the rabblt'a
eg."
A Frenchman seem Killle enmigb
o shake bands with n crab."
I... tfl Ki lHti'.l
Abraham Iti-nelict, of the New York
bur, t Hs the story of a young hum who
silicic, I .i street car with a dog and
turned d the atlnill m of an Irishman,
win Iiiijtilied what kind of a dog 11
was. The y ting man resiled:
It Is n cross between an ape and an
Irishman."
Then we are both iWatil (o IL' re
sponded the Irishman.
Booka are man's best friends; whei
they bore him ba can abut them u
without giving off ens.
HI TTo.Mlol... ti-TIKH.
Br Her. Uri.rr Xotttt.
After he had scut the multitudes
away, be went up int. a mountain
apart to pray: and when even was
come he was there alone. -St. Matt,
lo: 5.
There is a law of our life iu ac
cordance with which a tiian spetii's a
i.trt of each twenty four hours in
a. irk and after that he yields to r
Mse. It U first work aud tnu rest,
fhe higher the recognition of this law
the liner licroines the .piality of man
iood. The bct:er the ni:tu. the Ix-ite:
hi products of the man.
While a man works he glve out. he
'.M"inls. When he rests lc ii:es.
Ii is folly to siipisisc that u man i is
draw ceaselessly ir.-aiust his bank in--
ount and never make a deposit. It i
-.ilia 11 v- a. folly to Imagine that a man
. liil ..ik oil Kii.i oti V. ithoSlt !!:! !'!!-
lorceineiit, refreshment that alone
nines with repoM". The grout tiling
in every department of life ! 'o n r ig
ui.e this law and to get the ligh:
;iroj ortioit between work and rest
1 be "vise man studies this law. under
lauding th.Tt if is of (eiil: thai olnili
net therelti means fuln ss, richness of
':; and that !is iliciliciice meant de
terioration and last of all ends In
deitll.
In every man there is lodged a three
fill! life toe physical, the spiritual.
!. ii -ii.f .1 1 the life of the body, of
soul, of the mind. This law of
i t:v; and tln u rep i-e applies n ;i 1 :
.. I:i ail Hire" domains. A man may
. p'- l t'.'e law so far as it appliis
ii iii body alone. Then ill his uu
I'-'dln; he Is merely an anitmiL 1 1 j
. s nille.-s .'iiiil he is Minn-... It j- j
i v.tal part of our JmI given infeill j
.-Hi- ll.at we r iigflizt' this law mi j
'il (hive sides of our life; fliat we get
I,.! .i un. I keep tin proportion of 1 1 J . :
i n i c i!o cultivate one si. h- of
if- :it the expense or I the neglect of
i i.'ii her.
Tiie Master understood ihe law and
i" i-i spis ted the snim. For example,
i ever presi rved a sound body. If Is
where recorded that he was cvei
U. lie must have been physically
-bust, or he could not have left be
i:i.l him such a splendidly full life,
in ii, he was ever u ib-ep student,
ioiii li.'.s youth he Increased in wis
.:im. He was learned iu the literature
ml law of his church am nation, and
c was profoundly learned as a stu
!'ir of human ualtire. Ills teaching
cil.-cts his mind. Win-re Is llu-re an
I'nr mind whicii could have given
, i' wo.M the Lord's prayer and the
. r noli on the mount'' There is not
i s mli-i.t of the highest rank who
M s not bow before the mind of JestlM
"lo-i-l. of the spiritual side of his
I t- who shall presume to speak and
o it Jiisliee? He lived ever with Cod
ml iu Coil. Cod was his life and
-.lit. His was a jjerfifjly proportion
I. well rounded life. It lias become
. e universal pattern, which finds Its ;
:ia;iful Imitators In every age and
iirv clilne. Hilt tfoil tlfo r.-iitrtil7i.jl !
id foliowed a grent, a profound prln
Ip i- or law. The Master hud Just
i. d'il. finished uu intensely Interest
av. He had been surrounded by a
at throng and he hud healed their
'i.; t. H'ti. lest the people should faint
- their homeward way, lie first fed
ii. in--a company of about 5,000 men,
.shies women and children. It la
isy to understand what the exhaus
oii tif such a day must mean for any
..an, (specially when It Is known that
' puts his whole heart and soul Into
:.s woik.
The Master has dismissed the multi
tiic and taken leave of his disciples.
,e had gone, alone, Into a mountain
oilttiile, there to commune with Cod
.o place his wearied head on the bos
iin of Cod nnd to put his heart close
iy tin heart of his Father.' Tbe even
tig had come and he was alone. Je
s'ls Christ must have understood that
.-a life and ministry were to hist only
a few years, and he did realize how
much was to he crowded Into that
brief space of time. Yet he made and
in iimk time to go apart, to be alone,
to drink In the solitude of nature,
iu solitude, in mental repose, be found
fhe restoration of all his powers. Me
understood and grasped the fact that
nub a mini lives In closest touch
Willi Cod he Is not, he cannot be,
,i divine man, he cannot attain tbe
!nr(Kise of his life.
What a strange mexfcjge this to our
busy, bustling age! We are apt to
hi ! that our rank or place In life
. settled by the Intensity and cease-a-n.-ss
af our activity. We sap the
.'it .illations of our physical life, we
in our minds, and our spiritual be
" . hicks richness of blood. It is
:.u,fO.,slble for us to attain the full
..e.iMinj.of Hie life for which we were
"ended, and we fall to grasp "the
,mz.' of the high calling of (Jod In
oiri-t Jesus."
Would you attain a well rounded,
useful, happy Ufe? Then note well
the lesson of the Master. Dally send
your multitudes away, If only for a
few minutes, then go apart for silent
communion with God. When even
comes, before your sleep, let it always
Snd you alone with Cod, your Father,
wiiii watches over you through the
hoar- of the night.
Al l. Ml ST BK WKtU
Sr Ne. raroe ftotl
What is wrong for a chun h tueuiber
is wrong for everyt"l.v, and what la
duly f'r a church member k every
man's duty. N'r nave people any
right to Impose n ministers, deacons
ami Sunday school teachers' standards
of duty they themselves do not alia
tu live up to. If yoa may smoke as
may your preacher: If you may play
the races o may the deacon, and tba
Sunday school teacher hat aa muck
right as any Chrl-tiiin has. The Pbari
secs liid great burdens of duty os
other ptsiple. but we'll have none ol
i hat to-day. Kxtra sanctify on lbs.
part of thoe you wt tip to do duty
for the world will not let you out,
Heltig intra holy on Sunday will no)
1 .-vcii." a man for p'ayitig the rascal
I .ill tin- week. Tin- man Is fundament
' ally wr.iiii." who Is not trying to be ai
i ii ilv In W'- business as when he la si
i bis p'.iycrs lioiilile standards an
I pvi . lli ged classes in morals make I
in.-, r.i'-y of moral meanings and hum.
I bug of life.
Sllf lilir '!-' HAI'I'INKBS
fir Rrr. a. A.
"Alioiit half of the world's nieian.
cliolla conns, from disordered nerves,
iudgistioii and toi phi liver. It I
time the pulpit
preached without
reservation tbe In
tiuiule connection
hctwecn happiness,
morality and
ht-alib. In olden
lime the priest
was physician aj
well as priest. The
way of the dys
peptic is the way
of gloom. It 1
difficult to be a
trnint and have In
ii i it.
die si, on at the same time. Our COlIl-l-icii
life biisiis nerve diordTS, and
ii. i-i. are n-spoiill,li for many bad
il.li.g-.
I.i-t mi- divinity schools Incidentally
'rain tin- ministerial aspirant In a
Knowledge of inetlii Inc. Kdiicate hi in
in pathology as well as theology. Then
hen he Is called upon to diagnose a
case of utihapplncss or immorality ba
will know whether to prescribe pill
or player. The first secret of happi
ness, then. Is to hiive good health. It
if you hive ib mit't your'ratbEl-"
liess be to ge jftnlili.
Smiles will eoiui with good, fresh
blisxJ. and as pains vanish laughter
will come, and seen through healthy
eyes the world n 111 Isvome rosy with
a thousand' dawns and reverent with
a thousand twilights.
COIU'OUAI, l'I NISHMKST
ft AVr. frrorf f, aVaff.
From the lawyer's stnmliHiiut It may
be right to hang. i-iHSit. w Urtrscate
a criminal, but the law as framed by
man Is not always
right, from the
standpoint of good
morals. Law la a
mailer of dTeiop
inciit. Many things
i-oiiiiiennnoed 100
r ii m year ago
would not now b
i-omloned - far a
minute. If wa
must have Mbitra-
a.v. o. r. hail, tsariin, that fa tba
place for car barn bandits. Mj Ittg
gestion Is, that corporal poalahntNHlt .
be abandoned mid convicts seflOncedl
tor an adequate term of yemra, aa4
that meanwhile rhey Ik eompaRad ta)
labor hard for ilie Improve of
American roads.
Hentence HrrnKNM.
Work trains the will. , 1
LilH-rty is In love of the lair. " '
The painful Is not always pfcin.
A good errand makes a abaft NA
It Is the heart that make ktl'::tf '
Faith will break through all (,r
Any harness will chafo If ftt M
In IL ,
Uellgion Is good as a trade, 13 rrzt
as a tool.
Wheat that will not be bntz
not be used.
f
A short cut man seldom CmiT'y --
thing great - " ,
The world Is not saved by ttV 'V
we do not do. "",.
lt Is always easy to forj i
people's enemlea. "
Perjury Is a prayer that tic"
ultimately answered. " t , -
A man cannot cover bia
condemning God's ways. , "r'
There Is Just as much da-' '"" '
riches you desire aa In thact
sess. ,
Hi
i ue siHr-concelted mas
ifllglous; he cannot get awt
od. .-."t
Your grip on success der; "
ly on the thing yon am nv
go. -',;4
The world la more IlkatJ
by tbo cheerful religion
tearful kind. .
When the devil la drlrk '
willing you should boaat t
leading him. ' - ''..
Yoq cannot expect OoJ
root of evil out of yvCf'',
yoo are ba aging on t
both baada. , ' .
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