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INTERNATIONAL WIN ASSOCIATION* CHAPTER XV.—(Cokti*u*d.» “Fancying h« must hsvs sailed tor Australis—Just then attracting much attention—! recklessly took pass*** for a port there, leaving my little girl to follow In another Ship with a cousin of mine, when she had recovered from a slight Indisposition. The blow that came was terrible; the ship they sailed In to Join me was lost never come to port. I returned to England, not dar ing to murmur, for I felt that I deserv ed whatever woe might come. When Eleanor was returned to roe, the Idea of atonement grew more definite. I had heard In India that Paul had a son. Why should not my daughter's hand, and all her wealth make amends to tbs son for the blight flung on the father’s life? At this moment my secret agents are In all parts of tho world searching for Paul Kirkland, or his heirs. I never thought that he would change his name. Only two weeks ago I told his history to Eleanor, and asked If she could sacrifice herself to relieve her mother's conscience. Noble Indeed was her response. O, how I thank tho gracious Providence that has brought good for her out of her mother's evil! Paul’s sou and Annabel's daughter may he os good and purs and happy as our first happy dreams portrayed for us. Walter, bring me to-morrow tbo filble your father writes about. I must talk no more to-day. Go, now, my ofejldren, and leave me to rest.” T Silently, almost solemnly, Walter passed out, and Eleanor followed—Just one moment to raise up her white In nocent forehead for the pure betrothal kiss. As Walter’s arms enfolded her— his own, his beloved, at last— a world of grateful Joy beamed In either eye, although chastened and tempered to penalvenoss by their quick sympathy in the aorrowful lives whose recital they have Juat listened to. tp.tn'a Tilt.1a noi'fr loft Lady Annabel's side. It was either In her hand, beneath her pillow, or press ed against her heart. She failed swift ly, as though the smothered lire that at length had overleaped Its barrier burned more furiously for Its long con cealment. The night after the grand marriage which dazzled and astonished all Lon don, when the distinguished artist bore away the star of the court, to lose her proud name as Lady Annabel Collln wood In the bumbler but not less hon orable one of Vernon—as the young couple sat tenderly beside her, Lady Annabel said softly, with a Joyful gleam lighting up her faded and sunk en eye: "I believe It has come at last the Ineffable peace of forgiveness—the tranquil content of trusting all things to heavenly grace and mercy—the same that Paul received. Peace peace!” she repeated, with a rapturous smile, raising herself to lay the well worn Bible on the table. The effort—the Joy—something was too much for the frail system. Her head drooped,and when her frightened children flew to her relief, Lady Anna bel was Indeed safely on the shore of Peace! (THE END.) THE MINISTER S WIFE Dy Mary Kyle Dallas. O BE the minis ter's wife la the ne pitta ultra of dis tinction In the eyes of a village maiden, particular ly In the Eastern States. No one can deny that; nnd, knowing th.'a to be the cane, no one can wonder that a single man la generally successful In a rural dlatrlcl, while a married clergy man Ituda It far more difficult l* make a favorable Impression under the argue •yea perpetually Used upon himself and bla spoiler, who never. In any ease, comports herself In a manner which unite tallies with the precon ceived Ideas of the spinster* In her husband's congregation a* to what the tlgrgyman a wife ought to he. , The gentlemen who had successive ly, hut not successfully. Oiled the pas torate of Apptebtow had good reason to learn this Irseon by heart They n%d all been married men; they had all had large families and small sslartea, principally paid In what waa known In the neighborhood as "green truck'' sad gat den ease,* -and had never given aaUafac'len. After ih« Bret If* w<Mik* the trustee* gi(e*u*d ever the eatery fkl aiders began U» wunder whether (Mother A to guile right on them tb»r« do-1final p int* Tie c-i#tr*i* lieu cemptelned nf not it mg *!»*•' eMMgh. nf net being *uW suitj vdl Bed A few tuBuenttel pare- >*g-*a g*** up thelf pww# and traveled files every •uaJey to a rbui-h la anott*. village a bare they were bettar pl**e d aiva *1 the expense ef brenbmg Id lourtb nmmniangnitnt with regard le the "eat lit" and the “man servant," A*4 •sally maltaie rama te a art* a. an 1 there waa a taeae- > la the App-ebtew pulpit and a ante*-..on ef youeg min isiere and «W. Whw pr*«*n*4 b» re •want,'* nnd generally mane a fa*«w whig UnprrMitsa And Baally aattbe# call was made, another pastor came waa welcomed, fated, treated to dona tion partlea, ascended to the aummlt of popular favor on the wings of the wind, and daacended as rapidly, until his light died out In darkness. Appleblow was particularly unfortu nate In this respect; It was, In fact, famed for Ita dismission of pastors without peculiar provocation. Many a grave, middle-aged man gave good advice to Walter Redlaw, the newly fledged clergyman who at last pro claimed himself willing to he Installed as pastor of Applebow. Men of more experience, men old enough to be Red law’s grandfather, had failed there- - able men, too, whose orthodoxy could not be questioned. Redlaw was a man of promlse-why should ho doom him self to certain disappointment at the outset of his career? Nobody approved of the act; but Redlaw, ardent, hopeful, and not twenty-flve, waa all the more resolved to accept the call. To suc ceed where no ryie else had ever suc ceeded before him, to do good, to be come beloved, to see his congregation grow about him, and to end bis days at last where he had begun his life of pastor, wept for by old and young, and humbly looking forward for reward In heaven for the good ho (as an Instru ment In his Maker's hands) had done amongst his flock—a pure and beauti ful ambition, albeit worldy men might smile at It as being very humble. go Waller Redlaw came to Applebow and stood before the pulpit during the ceremony of Installation one evening and received the charge from the pres bytery with an humble determination (Ood helping him) to obey It and the next Sabbath stood In the pulpit and preached unto the people. Thi»Pi> aro «nnn vorv vnnncr mr.n u/hn have all a woman's beauty without be ing effeminate. ; Walter Itedlaw was one of these. He had soft, golden brown hair, which could not be dubbed "red" by his greatest enemy. A broad, high forehead, white as flesh and blood could be, regular features, pearly teeth, and a color that came and went now the faintest tinge of rose-leaf, now the deepest carnation. Moreover, he wa« neither puny nor ungraceful, stood straight as an arrow, and had a voice clear and musical and powerful onough to fill the church without an effort, That day bright eyes looked up at the young minister, and many a girl, If the truth were but known, thought more of his fair face than of his ser mon, and he, preaching with all bis soul In the words he uttered, thought not at all of any one of them. Perhaps they did not quite under stand this, for that night, when family prayers were over, and shutters closed and barred, and old folks snoring In their beds, more than one girl In the snug little village of Appleblow stood before her glass and wondered how she would look In white muslin and orange flowers, and all the paraphernalia of a bride; or In black silk dress and broche shawl and straw bonnet trimmed with white ribbon (Appleblow fashions were yet primitive), sailing slowly up the aisle of the little church some Sunday, while envious maidens gazed and whis pered. “There goes the minister's I wife.” And. at the samp moment, Waiter Redlaw, sitting at his desk, traced, at the beginning of a long and loving letter, the words "My dearest Rosa." Hewing societies, fairs, tea-drlnklngs, merry-makings of all kinds followed each other tn quick succession. Apple how, bo to speak, caroused, though In a genteel and virtuous fashion, for the next three months, and Miss Plnche mull, (he dressmaker, took a new ap prentice and su|erlnteniled the tilting department herself, leaving the needle to vulgar bands, so great was the de mand upon her skill. New bonnets, too, purchased In "the city." came by express to Appleblow, and the nlue Misses Pish excited envy unparalleled by appearing In the (test bodices ever smn in the village, all of black velvet trimmed with scarlet, Kmir rful’ there had never been : such a mhccm before, nobody dared to ' find fault with Walter Redlaw, upheld j by all the womaukiod of Appleblow { maid and mairou, young and old, grandmother*, granddaughter*, mam* 1 nua, spinsters limit and achaulg rl*. tly-mgd fey whispered rumort were set adovi The young iitllfeicr bad paid | particular atienii.ru to Mlaa em.ib h j w»* seeuuut walking with Mist llrnwu, : h« had taken tea thru* with Mr> * Jubea. aha hr I two uitiuurrtad daugh ! IN), Ut tact, he was engaged tt» tUM l>l . every aingie lady in the village, tf re* I port Mid truly though, on th* state* meat Wing wade aver the tea ups ! run* on* vu alary* found to aver, i With down* 4*1 1*1*1 ks aad cans. Urns hi 4*n>« that «h‘< had ' particular rra* scit fur fenuatng the ruui4ir could hot possibly have *llahi*sl foundal vot “ Then "dan re at friends ' became »!■ tola, aad fern Inin* Ivsneen* and l‘r* ihlaoaa 'ditnt speak." and y»un« faiuterw Iradeamen th* s< ho.<lmsaisi aad ifew da*tor were |rlud oa» aad all In th# vmi rotate#* nt**n*r for ikt fair bailed fetmr epud young pastug aha had h* more theughl uf Mpinaf tn ha king af heart* tn Apptshferw ha a ha had af attempilag ta kaisers Prvat dent af tha Palled Stale*, hut as* gen if* and ami*fei« in *U alike And so the days paused on. Spring vanished, summer followed in her steps, autumn rame, and every grape vine in Appleblow hung heavy with their purple rrultage; and amidst Ita balmiest days,when a golden haze bung over everything, and russets were more glorious, and the moon seemingly rounder and more brilliant than It ever was before, Walter Redlaw took tba train to Nsw York one evening, and It waa known that there was to be a atrange fare In the pulpit on the next Sabbath. ■there waa a special tea-drinking at Deacon Yarrow's to discuss the cause of this; and stories, hatched no ons knew how or by whom, were circu lated. Mr. Kedlaw's mother was III. No, that could not be, for Mias Brown knew "for certain sure,” that he lost his mother in infancy. "His sister was about to lie married, and he was to perform the ceremony.’* Mrs. Morris had this from good au thority, but better contradicted her. Mr. Redlaw was an only child, and therefore had no sister to be given In marriage. Somebody had told Deacon Yarrow that a maiden aunt had died, leaving the minister a large fortune In real estate. This waa very favorably re ceived. and gained universal belief. It would have been firmly established, but for a suggestion of old Aunty Brown, who had neither daughter nor granddaughter herself, and who threw cold water on the alr-castles of maids and matrons by saying, wltb a solemn shake of her head, "Mebbe minister’s gone tu git married himself." Aunty Brown was sent to Coventry at ones; but, nevertheless, her sugges tion made an Impression even on those who averred most loudly that It couldn’t possibly be so, (TO as COHCI.UUtD IS OilIt NEXT ) NEW YORK FOOD SUPPLY. Enough on Hun I to Withstand a Four Months* Slogs. If the city of New York and the neighboring district were to be be sieged or in some other way entirely cut on irom me outside woria, ana therefore deprived of the food supplies which in normal times come in dally in large quantities, how long would It be before the pinch of hunger would be felt? That is a very hard question to answer, for the reason that there are such inequalities of purchasing capac ity in New York society that some go hungry in times of greatest prosperity for lack of means, while the great ma jority eat more than is good for them. Undoubtedly the number of those who always go hungry would he increased after two or three days of a siege, and then day by day this number would in crease until the public authorities would feel compelled to take possession of the food supplies and distribute them among the people. With the exception of milk and some other things the sup ply of meat, poultry, hardy vegetables and fruits would last for two months at the present rate of consumption. If all the supplies were taken charge of at the beginning of a siege—and this could easily be done—the food within New York could be made to last for four months at least. The siege of Paris lasted only four months. Before two months had passed high and low, rich and poor, had learned what hunger was. And, as is well known, the French are the most thrifty and economical people In the world. In the arrangement and disposition of food the Parisians are especially distinguished. But the food supply in New York could be made to last as long as the Paris siege lasted, and the people would still be comfort i u Viln I >iillau' llriino Imienal Kiigllnli Adulterated fleer. English legislators are making an effort to protect beer drinkers from adulterated beverages masquerading as pure malt liquors. They are confront ed by the fact that the adulteration of beer Is a very ancient practice In Eng land. A curious tract published lu London In 15D2 uoks several embar rassing questions of unprincipled brew ers. "And you, mulster brewer that groweth to be worth $200,000 by selling of sodeti water, what subtility hAve you in making your beer to spare the malt? You can when you have taken all the harte of the malt away. Then clap ou store of witter Ctls cheap enough) and mash out a turning of small brer like Heiintsh wine; In your eousience how mail)' barrels draw you out of a quart of malt?" It I* asserted that there are English brewers to-day who use actually no malt In their beer. They use it saccharine solutlun that Is made bitter by almost anything but hops aud put on the market as beer The fact la It is not beer lit auy sense of the word and parliament has heeu nuked to pass a measure that will pm a ! stop to this antique imposition tsaos «l hOKOMf. j Man) pht.lvIans believe that the j |utut* of kerosene, whew the lamp Is 1 turned low, may raua- diphtheria Mail) ! slseping roost# are thus semi light I1 ad all night, aud the windows are < timed, or rsisul but .tightly Tha • iin.Mpkrtc vu.JP, ms be cuttle death ! |y, A turned town kero#vn. Ismp is • aingasiae of deadly gas to which the | healthiest l-twg* -tssut he tiptiMj safttf lli alt h VS Mb Melt V»M. tfclS M'ltm A LiWb* tl'us .1 V) t**1 snarl flstwu-l, a plunihwr by trade, who had j undertaken to itde around the tsylsi ' atone wf a house In touree of vuastru. • . UwW. so- - sbtfuily ac< <iwpttsh«d hi# feat In the prttesofv of a taiga gathering | Thta raping sis'-* la hnraly two (rat wide, and ta about http f*«t lost iha ground Kmplnytnam hi nature a pbyaHia* • I tialas. __ ■ 'PAGEANTRY OF THE WOODS’* SUNDAY’S SUBJECT. from tb* Following Test! "We All I>* Fad* as a l.eat: and Our Iniquities, Lika th.» Wind, list* Taken Is Awny" — Isaiah 04-0. T l» r.o hard for 11s to understand re ligious truth that God constantly re iterates. As the schoolmaster takes a blackboard, and puts upon It figures and diagrams, so that the scholar may not only get his lesson through (he tar, but also through the tye, so Uod takes all ths truths of hlo Bible, ind draws them out In diagram on the natural world. Champollion, the fa mous Frenchman, went down Into Egypt to study the hieroglyphics on monuments and temples. After much labor ho deciphered them, and an nounced to the learned world the re mit of his Investigations. The wls lom, goodness, and power of God are written In hieroglyphics all over the earth and all over the heaven. God grant that we may have understanding enough to decipher them! There are icrlpturul passages, like my text, which need to be studied In the very pres ence of the natural world. Hahakkuk »ays, “Thou in a k eat my feet like hind’s feet;*' a passage which means nothing save to the man that knows that the feet of the red deer, or hind, are pe culiarly constructed, so that they can walk among slippery rocks without falling. Knowing that fact, we under stand that, when Hahakkuk says. "Thou makest my feet like hind’s feet," he sets forth that the Christian ran walk amid the most dangerous anil slippery places without falling. In Lamentations wo read that "The daughter of my people is cruel, like me osmcnes or tne wnuernesa; a passage that has no meaning save to the man who knows that the ostrich leaves its egg In the sand to be hatch ed out by the sun, and that the young ostrich goes forth unattended by any maternal kindness. Knowing (his, the passage is significant—"The daughter of my people Is cruel, like the ostriches of the wilderness." Those know but little of the meaning of the natural world, who have looked at it through the eyes of others, and from book or canvas taken their im pression. There are t ome faces so mo bile that photographers cannot take them; and the face of nature has such a llml], and sparkle, and lifo, that no human description can gather them. No one knows the pathos of a bird's voice unless he has sat at summer evening-tide at the edge of a wood, and listened to the cry of the whip-poor will. There Is today more glory in one branch of sumach than a painter could put on a whole forest of maples. God hath struck Into the autumnal leaf a glance that none see but those who come face to face—the mountain look ing upon the man, and the man look ing upon the mountain. For several autumns I have made a tour to the far west, and one autumn, about this time, saw that which 1 shall never forget. I have seen the autum nal sketches of Cropsey and other skil ful pencils, but that week I saw a pa geant two thousand miles long. Let artists stand back when God stretches his canvas! A grander spectacle was never kindled before mortal eyes. Along by the rivers, and up and down the sides of the great hills, and by the banks of the lakes, there was an Inde scribable mingling of gold, and orange, and crimson, and saffron, now sober ing into drab and maroon, now flaming into solferino and scarlet. Here and there the trees looked as If Just their tips had blossomed Into fire. In the morning light the forests seemed as If they had been transfigured, and In the evening hour they looked as If the sun set had burst and dropped upon the leaves. In more sequestered spots, where the frosts had been hindered In their work, we saw the first kind ling of the flames of color In a lowly sprig: then they rushed up from branch to branch, until the glory of the l<ord submerged the forest. Here you would find a tree Just making up IU mind to change, and there oue looked as if, wounded at every pore, It stood bathed In carnage. Along the bauks of laike Huron there wire hills over which there seemed pouring cataracts of tire, to**ci| up and d iwn. and every whither by the risks Through souie of the ravines we *«* occasionally a foaming •toam. as though It were rushing to put out the ronliagratton If at one end of the woods a tontmandlng Ire* would set up Its trimm»u banner, the whole forest pr< pared lu follow If dwl'i urn of col *rs w- re not infinite, one »* «tup that 1 saw along the Matt j wire would have exhausted II lorettr ! |t Me,a*d as If the ova of divine glory | had da»h d Its turf to the tip top of the ! Allsgb -a • a t the it It had com* gripping - to the i*tw«wt teat an«t 4co'!-*’ <4 a I Moot |1| -MS {-re tching ft <M Ik I let! And tel) tg It a vein of sad nra I And that I h we two etttngs to Um gospol h..tp a string of eodneeo. and a gnteg ut e'V It tat e “A* oil do lad*- ns a loafM hirst tdhe the I ullage WO tad* gtsouslly The leave* which week before last, let, the frost have, day hr ; day he#a ehsngins tn tint, nod will ter many day* yet rl ng to the ho-sgh | wsltiag tor the kvt of the wind to I otrtho them ftiytetw ran that the | pu-tuied Iout that you h*4d la y** ■ \ hand twoh ga it# re tor to an hour, t*r ta , a i.ay, or in ■ wn-K.' .*>. Deeper an'l dener thv flurh, till all the veins 1 of Its life now :-.ccm opened and breed ing away. After a while, leaf after i leaf, they fall. Now those on the outer brnnchM, then those most hid den, uniil the last spark of the gleam iiig forge shall have been quenched. So gradually we pass away. From day to day we haidly see the change. Hut the froats have touched us. The work of decay Is going on. Now a slight cold. Now a season of over l fatigue. Now a fever. Now a stitch In the side. Now a neuralgic thrust. Now a rheumatic twinge. Now a fall. Lit tle by little. Fain by pain. lies* steady of limb. Sight not clear. Ear not so alert. After a while we lake a staff. Then, after much resistance, we come to spectacles. Instead of bounding In to the vehicle, we are willing to be , helped In. At last the octogenarian falls. Forty years of decaying. No sudden change. No fierce cannonad ing of the batteries of life; but a fading away—slowly gradually. As ths Uaf! As the leaf! Again: Like (he leaf we fade, to make room for others; Next year's forests will be as grandly follaged as this. There are othpr generations of oak leaves to take the place of those which this autumn perish. Next May the cradle of the wind sill rock the young buds. The woods will be all a-hum with the chorus of leafy voices. If the tree In front of your bouse, like Elijah, takes a ( harlot of fire, its man tle will fall upon Elisha. If, in the blast of these autumnal batteries, so many ranks fall, there are reserve forces to take tbclr place to defend the fortress of the hllla. The beaters of gold leaf will have more gold leaf to beat. The crown that drops today from the head of the oak will be picked up and handed down for other kings to wear. Let the blasts come. They only make room for other life. So, when we go, others take our spheres. We do not grudge the future generations their places. We will have had our good time. Let them come on and have their good time. There is no sighing among these leaves today, be dl li<ir loti I'rui urn ♦<» #e.l 1 nr t l</.m After a lifetime of preaching, doctor ing, gelling, eewing, or digging, let us cheerfully give way for those who come in to do the preaching, doctoring, eelling, Hewing and digging. God grant that their life may he brighter than ours has been! As we get older, do not let uh be affronted if young men and women crowd us a little. We will have had our day and we must let them have theirs. When our voices got cracked, let us not snarl at those who can warble. When our knees are stiff ened, let us have patience with those who go fleet as the deer. Because our leaf is fading, do not let us despise the unfrosted. Autumn must not envy the spring. Old men must be patient with boys. Dr. Guthrie stood up In Scot land and said, “You need not think I am Old because my hair is white; 1 never was so young an I am now.” I look hack to my childhood days, and remember when, in winter nights, In the sitting-room, the children played, the blithest and the gayest of all the company were father and mother. Al though reaching fourscore years of age, they never got old. Again; As with the leaves, we fade ; and fall amid myriads of others. One 1 cannot count the number of plumes which these froets are plucking from ! the hills. They will strew all the ! dreams; they will drift Into the cav erns; they will soften the wild beast's i lair, and fill the eagle's eyrie. All the aisles of the forest will be covered with their carpet, and the steps of the hills glow with a wealth ; of color and shape that will defy the looms of Axmlnster. What urn could hold the ashes of all these dead leaves? j Who could count the hosts that burn on this funeral pyre of the mountains? So we die in concert. The clock that strikes the hour of ocr going will sound the going of many thousands. Keeping »i«p wu»» *eei or those who carry us out will be the tramp of hundreds doing the same errand. Be tween fifty and seventy people every day lie down In Oreenw^d. That place has over two hundred thousand of the dead. I said to the nan at the gate, "Then If there are so many here, you must have the largest cemetery.” He said there were two Homan Catho lic cemeteries In the city, each of which had more than this. We are all dying. Ixindon and Hckln are not the great cities of the world. The grave la the great city. It hath mightier population, longer streets, brighter lights, thicker darknesses. Caesar Is there, and all his subjects. Nero Is there, and all his victims. City of kings and paupers! It has swallowed up In Its Immigrations Thebes, and Tyre and Babylon, and will swallow all our cliiew. Yet, City of ritleuco. No voice. No hoof. No wuoel, No • l-*sh No smiting of hammer. .No clack of Dying loom. No Jar. No whisper. Ureal City of titlence Of all Its iiiIIUom million hands, not ans of them Is lifted. Of all Its million mill* l»n eyes, not oas of them sparkles, oi all Ho million million hearts, not ana pulsatea The living ara in small wd* not Up. Again As with variety of appear* esc* the heaves depart, so do we Yaw hava noiiced that mmm« trees, nt the •ret touch af vita treat, las# all then beauty, they stand withered, and ut* marly, and ragged, waiting tor the no these! storm la dtiea lUut Into the Mira. Tha sum shining si aoonday gilds them with ho beauty Megged leaves' (Wad leaves' No uae stsadi la eiady Ikes. They are gr’hered la us vaaa They are hung on no a sit do death smites avaay. Thera Is as beamy m thair departure lias shaiy fraet af etckkies. or nese hotel of tae redd waters and they are » >se Ns lings af Pjpe Ka pr .«h*(» of hen >n ! h. lr spring was all abloom witt br.ght prospects; their summer thicl foliaged with opportunities; but Octo ber came, and their glory went. Frost ed! In early autumn the frosts coma but do not seem to damage vegetation They are light frosts. But some morn ing you look out of the window and say, “There was a black frost Iasi night," and you know that from that day everything will wither. So mes seem to get along without religion, amid the annoyances and relations of life that nip them slightly here and nip them there. But after awhile death cornea. It |g a black froet, and all U ended. • • • Why go to the death-bed of distin guished men, when there la hardly • house on this street but from It a Christian has departed? When youi baby died there were enough angels In the room to have chanted a coronation. When your father died you sat watch ing, and after awhile felt of his wrist, and then put your band under his arm to eee If there were any warmth left, anil placed the mirror to the mouth to see if there were any sign of breath ing; and when all was over, you thought how grandly he slept—a giant resting after a battle. Oh! there art many Christian death-beds. The char lots of God, come to tako his ohildrec home, are speeding every-whlther. This one halts at the gate of the alms house; that one at the gate of princea The shout of captives breaking tbeii chains comes on the morning air. Th« heavens ring again and again with thi coronation. The twelvo gates of heaven are crowded with the ascending right eous. I see the accumulated glortei of a thousand Christian death-beds— an autumnal forest illumined by an astumnal sunset! They died not in shame, hut in triumph! As the leafl As the leaf! i Lastly: As the leaves fade and fall only to rise, so do we. All this golden shower of the woods Is making the ground richer, and In the Juice, and sap, and life of the treo the leaves will come up again. Next May the south wind will blow the resurrection trum pet, and they will rise. So we fall In the dust only to rise again. “The hour is comlne when all who are In thdr graves shall hear his voice and come forth.” It would be a horrible con sideration to think that our bodies were always to lie in the ground. How ever beautiful the flowers you plant there, we do not want to make our everlasting reridcnce in such a place. • * * Crossing the Atlantic the ship may founder, and our bodies be eaten by the sharks; hut God tameth leviathan, and we shall come again. In :•■■■"!■ d explo sion of factory boiler our bodies may be shattered Into a hundred fragments in the air; but God watches the disaster, and we shall come again. He will drafc the deep, and ransack the tomb, and upturn the wilderness, and torture the mountain, but he will find us, and fetch us out and up to Judgment and to vic tory. We shall come up with perfect eye, with perfect hand, with perfect foot, and with perfect body. All our weaknesses left behind. We fall, but we rise; we die, but we live again! We moulder away, hut we come to higher unfolding! As the leal) As the leaf! _ I.ord Rosebery's First Speech. Lord Rosebery's first speech was de livered when the future premier was fourteen years of age, at a dinner to volunteers given by his grandfather. He had even then his cool self-posses sion, and the speech—in acknowledg ment of a vote of thanks to his grand father—was considered a very good ef fort for one eo young. The Air After a Snow fall. The air, after a heavy snowfall, or shower, is usually very clear, because the snow or rain in falling brings down with it most of the dust and Impuri ties, and leaves the atmosphere exceed ingly clear. iicmaur interest. The winning of horse-meat is a thriv ing Industry In Holland, whence It Is shipped to France. The meat la large ly supplied by worn-out horses from England. A terrier thst was only four Inches long, and therefore the smallest In the world, died recently In I-ondon. Ths little animal was the property of Sir Archibald Maclaine. The Arabs harbor a superstition that ( the stork Is a bird of good omen. When ’ one of them builds Its nest on a house top. the occupants of ths hou.io be lieve that their happiness Is Insured for a year. A l-ondou clergyman asserts that the overdressing of most church-goers l as been * curse to Christianity, by Intfu dicing those who cannot buy good clothe i to aiieent thruuudve* front churh A mid snap visited !‘boenli, Arl».. and during tho night a barber there dreamed that he was shivering on an A retie journey He awoke, and dis cerned that somebody had stolen tho blanheta front his bed. \ wild boar, rousted who.#, was the *.Mei dt»h at a slat* dinner given by the I'rlnce of Menieurgro It was brought in swot log hot ln>M« rhn W tr a as n turkey, and Inside the t..h*» n antge, which had b«.u ,wt I y the host. la hilM there nail the 'filling tea** " «f Caerphilly Castle, abut* W > seventy eevsn feet In h*i«i.l, a»t in " rllnse no lees than eleven feet eat ef the perpendicular In preportion ihts In touch greatrr man the iue*r at Itil ahirli h til fsel tad Ivans hi' l«e« fast ntoa steps, aheiher Wag nr theft, ♦ a#*»t • smile or rettecttve » ata ef mind ns .ha rasa may ha, tth.M i fsvsoneful purpose u f. 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