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1 INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION. CHAPTER X. HE beer being done, the Doctor chafed bitterly while Jean-Marie finished his calces. "I burn to be gone," be said, looking at his watch. "Good God! how slow you cat!" And yet to eat slowly was his own particular prescription, the main eecret of longevity! His martyrdom, however, reached an end at last; the pair resumed their places in the buggy, and Desprez, lean ing luxuriously back, announced Ills Intention of proceeding to Fontaine bleau. “To Fontainebleau?” repeated Jeun Marlc. '.'My words ure always measured,” said the doctor. “On!” The doctor was driven through the glades of paradise; the air, the light, the shining leaves, the very movement of the vehicle, seemed to fall In tune with his golden meditations; with his head thrown back, he dreamed a se ries of sunny visions, ale and pleasure dancing in his veins. At last he , spoke. "I shall telegraph for Caslmlr,” he 4; said. “Good Caslmlr! a fellow of the it 1_ _Iloon. ' Marie, distinctly not creative, not poet ic; and yet he will repay your study; , his fortune Is vast, and Is entirely due to his own exertions. He is the ! very fellow to help us to dispose of ; our trinkets, find us a suitable house In Paris, and manage the details of \ our Installation. Admirable Caslinlr, one of my oldest comrades! It was on his advice, 1 may add, that 1 Invested my little fortune In Turkish bonds; when we have added these spoils of the mediaeval church to be our stake In |. the Mohammedan empire, little boy, we shall positively roll among doub loons, positively roll! Beautiful for est,” he cried, “farewell! Though called to other scenes, I will not forget | thee. Thy name is graven in my heart. Under the influence of pros perity I become dlthyrambic, Jean-Ma rie. Such is the Impulse of the natural primeval man. And I—well, I will not soul; such was the constitution of refuse the credit—I have preserved my youth like a virginity; another, who should have led the same snoozing, countrified existence for these years, • another had become rusted, become „ stereotyped; but I, I praise my happy constitution, retain the spring unbrok en. Fresh opulence and a new sphere . of duties find me unabated in ardor and only more mature by knowledge. For this prospective change, Jean-Ma rie—It may probably have shocked '• you. Tell roe now, did it not strike U you as an inconsistency? Confess~lt ; Is useless to dissemble—it pained I' you?" f "Yes,” said the boy. “You see,”, returned the doctor, with sublime fatuity, “I read your thought! Nor am I surprised—your education is not yet complete; the higher duties of men have not been yet presented to you fully. A hint—till we have leisure —must suffice. Now that I am once more in possession of a modest com petence; now that 1 have so long pre pared myself in silent meditation, it urtUUiCB ui/ Dujyciiui UUI/ IU yi uvrcu to Paris. My scientific training, my undoubted command of language, mark me out for the service of my country. Modesty in such a case would be a snare. If sin were a philosophical ex pression, I should call it sinful. A man must not deny his manifest abilities, for that is to evade his obligations. I must be up and doing; I must be no skulker In life's battle.” CHAPTBR XL 0 UK rattled on copiously g r e a s inf the Join, of his inconslsten 1 v with words; while the boy lis tened silently, his eyes fixed on the horse, his mind seething. It was all lost eloquence, no army of words Irwikl unsettle a belief of Jaan-Ma | ris’s. and he drove loto Fontainebleau S filled with pity, horror, indignation F and despair | la the town Jean Marie was kept a IjL, fixture on the drlytug-seni, to guard P the treasure, white the doctor, with | a singular, slightly tipsy airiness of B manner. guttered ta sad out of taisa. p where he shook bands with garrison | officer* and mixed an absinthe with ■ Ike ntssiy of old expefteu,e la and out I of shop* from which he returned Mrs I With .«eil> fimu reel turtle, a mag I atficeai pie, s uf stih for hie wife a t prepsaateroue tana for hituaelf and a ■hr pi of the aeweat fashion fur Ike bn, via and out of the telegraph odke ■ Whence he die pal, he, I Ms I . Vsttl where ihree Sours later he revetveu t IV answer prowtatag a stall uo the j •lurrow. and generally par reded Fun i tainektewu with the fire* fine angu uf , i, hi* divine goad tumor the sun wan very low when they eat | | forth again, the shadons uf the forest i |rtree sxteaded ** rues tM* broad while | load that led them hunts he pane trating odor of the evening wood had already arisen, like a cloud of Incense, from that broad field of tree-tops; and even In the streets of the town, where the air had been baked all day between white walls, It came In whiffs and pulses, like a distant music. Half way home, the last gold flicker van ished from a great oak upon the left; and when they came forth beyond the borders of 'the wood, the plain was already sunken In pearly grayness, and a great, pale moon came swinging sky ward through the filmy poplars. The doctor sung, the doctor whistled, the doctor talked. He spoke of the woods, and the wars, and the deposi tion of dew; he brightened and bab bled of Paris; he soared into cloudy bombast on the glories of the politi cal arena. All was to be changed; as the day departed. It took with It the vestiges of an outworn existence, and to-morrow’s sun was to Inaugurate the new. “Knough." he cried, “O this life of maceration!’’ His wife (still lieau tfful, or he was sadly partial) were to be no longer burled; she should now shine before society. Jean-Marie would find the world at his feet; the roads open to success, wealth, honor, and posthumous renown. ‘‘And oh. by the way,” said he, “for Hod's sake keep your tongue quiet! You are, of course, a very silent fellow; It Is a quality I gladly recognize In you si lence, golden silence! Hut this Is a matter of gravity. No word must get abroad; none but the good Caslmlr Is to be trusted; we shall probably dis pose of the vessels In Kngland.” boy said, almost with a sob It was the only time he had spoken. "Ours In this sense, that they are nobody else’s,” replied the doctor. "Hut the state would have some claim. If they were stolen, for Instance, we should be unable to demand their res titution; we should have no title; we should be unable even to communicate with the police. Such is the monstrous condition of the law.* It Is a mere )n *Ia>t It be so, for my tale! stance of what remains to be done, of the injustices that may yet be righted by an ardent, active, and philosophi cal deputy,” Jean-Marie put his faith In Madame Desprez; and as they drove forward down the road from Bourron, between the rustling poplars, he prayed in his teeth, and whipped up the horse to an unusual speed. Surely, as soon as her character, and bring this waking they arrived, madame would assert nightmare to an end. Their entrance Into Gretz was her alded and accompanied by a most fu rious barking; all the dogs In the vil lage seemed to smell the treasure in the noddy. But there was no one on the street, save three lounging land scape painters at Tentalllon's door. Jean-Marie opened the green gate and led in the horse and carriage; and al most at the same moment Madame Desprez came to the kitchen threshold with a lighted lantern; for the moon was not yet high enough to clear the garden walls. "Close the gates, Jean-Marie!” cried the doctor, somewhat unsteadily alight-' ing. "Anastasie, where Is Aline?" “She has gone to Montereau to see her parents,” said madame. "Here, quick, come near tq me; I don't wish to speak too loud!” he con tinued. "Darling, we are wealthy!” “Wealthy!" repeated the wife. “I have found the treasure of Kran chard,” replied her husband. “See, here are the first fruits; a pineapple, a dress for my ever-beautifui It will suit her— trust a husband's, trust a lov er's taste! Embrace me darling! This grimy rpwsn ueri , me nuumiv unfolds Its painted wings. To-morrow Caslmtr will come; In u week we may be In Paris- happy at last! You shall have diamonds. Jean-Marie, take It out of the boot, with religious cure, and bring It piece by piece Into the dining-room. We shall have plate at table! Oarllng, hasten and prepare this turtle: It will be a whet It will he an addition to our meagre ordinary. I myself will proceed to the cellar. We shall have a bottle of that little limu Jolals you llhe, and flnlah with the Hermitage, there are etlll three bottle* left. Worthy wine fur a worthy oc casion " "The turtle, my adored, the turtle’ ' tried the doctor, and he pushed her toward the kitchen, lantern and alt Jean-Mario atuod dumbfounded He bad pictured to himeett a inherent scene n mure Immediate protest and hi* hopo began to dwindle on Ibe spot t'llAt*TMN XII IIM doctor was doubtful on hi* now and then lab in* ta* • lit with hi* .boulder; fur It let te<t»d abet-tike *nd h* wee then rdhtllM ‘hot the • to. atl.e had been n miaeutaeepilon Nut that he regret ted •*«< *• h tell gmrbMu* tiny, but he made a menial m*murendum »*» be war* he mues nut a ee*«*ad tune bo ftgr the tsttn of n detotet-uua b*b It. He had hit wine ont of the cellar In a twinkling; he arranged the sacri ficial vessels, some on the white table cloth, some on the sideboard, still crusted with historic earth. He was tn and out of the kitchen, plying Anas tasie with vermouth, heating her with glimpses of the future, estimating their new wealth at ever larger figures; and liefore they sat down to supper, the lady's virtue had melted In the fire of his enthusiasm, her timidity had dis appeared; she. too, had begun to speak disparagingly of the life at Grets; and as she took her place and helped the soup, her*eyos shone with the glitter of prospective diamonds. All through the meal, she and the doctor made and unmade fairy plans. They bobbed and bowed and pledged each other. Their faces ran over w ith smiles; their eyes scattered spurk les, as they projected the doctor's po litical honors and the lady's drawing room ovations. "But you will not be a Bed!” cried Anastasle. "I am Left Centre to the (ore,” re plied the doctor. "Madame Gasteln will present us we shall And ourselves forgotten," said the lady. "Never,” protested the doctor. "Beauty and talent leave a mark.” "1 have positively forgotten how to dress,” she sighed. "Darling, you make me blush," cried he, "Yours has been a tragic mar riage!” "But your success to see you ap preciated, honored, your name In all tho papers, that will bo more than pleasure—it will be heaven!" she "And once a week," said the doctor, archly scanning the syllables, "once a week - one good little game of bac carat?” "Only once a week?" she questioned, threatening him with a finger. "1 swear It by my political honor,” cried he. "I spoil you,” she said, and gave him her hand. He covered It wlih kisses, Jean-Marie escapes Into the night. The moon swung high over Oretz. He went down to the garden end and sat on the Jetty. The river ran by with eddies of oily silver, and a low, monot onous song. Faint veils of mist moved among the poplars on the farther side. The reeds were quietly nodding. A hundred times already had the hoy sat, on such a night, and watched the streaming river with untroubled fan cy. And this perhaps was to be the last. He was to leave this familiar hamlet, this green, rustling country, this bright and quiet stream; he was to pass Into the great city; and his dear lady mistress was to move bedi zened Into saloons; his good, garru lous, kind-hearted master to become a brawling deputy; and both be lost forever to Jean-Marie and their better selves. He knew his own defects; he knew he must sink Into less and less consideration In the turmoil of a city life; sink more and more from the child Into the servant. And he began dimly to believe the doctor's prophe sies of evil. He could see a change In both. HI* generous Incredulity failed him for this once; a child must have perceived that the Hermitage had com pleted what the absinthe had begun. If this were the first day, what would be the last? "If necessary, wreck the train," thought he, remembering the doctor's parable. He looked round on the delightful scene; he drank deep of the charmed night air, laden with the scent of hay. "If necessary, wreck the train," he repeated. And he rose and returned to the house. •to Hucovrrvan#.* — TO MELT SNOW. A Simple Scheme to Clean the Numer ous Streets of Large Cities. Among those who have given consid erable thought to the problem of quickly and efficiently disposing of I he snow which falls on the streets of the city, and which the bureau of street cleaning Is frequently unable to force street cleaning contractors to remove as rapidly and thoroughly as It should be removed, is Hubert O. Mueller, an engineer and architect in the office of OttoC. Wolf, at Broad anil Art'll streets, says the Philadelphia Inquirer. Mr. Mueller's plan Involves the turning of the accumulated snow Into water, which afterward runs off through iht gutters Into sewers. "This can he done," said Mr. Mueller, "both cheaply and successfully. In melting the snow 1 would use electricity upon such streeta aa have trolley lines running upon them On other thorouglifsres steam would tie used After the sweep ers and snow plows have thrown the snow Into a long pile between the Hacks and Ihs eurb laborers eettld thro it into carta, which would haul tl to Ihs nearest corner. Here I would have the melting machine. It would be |a the form of a radiator, say • hy I feel, on wheels. A wire connects II with the trolley wire The heal gen erated hy the etoelrk currant will melt the enow aa rapidly aa It rea be hauled up and thrown on the melting machine. The water roaa out through a pipe al one corner of the machine late the gut* ter or sewer opening "I have calculated that with mi mea •ad carta all of the snow on a square like ant of those on Merhet street be tween the .tty hall and the riser ran he gathered up apd mePed IP half an hour Mr Mwelter soiimaiso the com of •aeh nut ■ bine at not more ibaa |W The etsetrtriti he ihtahs, the traettoa company a».uW he willing to angpiy h*r awthikg aa II would derive aa squat advantage with the city ta the tepid removal of the snow Mr Mweilet haa prepared worhtng drawing# of hie piap and wilt submit them id the bureau of etreet «leaning TALMAGE’S SERMON. _ "A QUEEN S REIGN” LAST SUN DAY’S SUBJECT. - j 1'rearhed at Itcalrlcc. Nebraska. fr«»m the llihle Teat. "What Wilt Thou IJueen Utlh.r?" Ktthcr. Chapter V. Vrr.r III.- Victoria Has Done Nome Uootl Thing*. HIS question, which was asked of a queen thousands of years ago, all civilized nations are this day asking of Queen Victoria. "What will thou have of honor, of reward, or rever ence. or service, of national and Inter national act lam at Ion? Whut wilt thou, the Queen of the nineteenth century . The seven miles of procession through the streets of London day after tomoi row will he a small part of the con gratulatory procession whose multi tudinous trump will encircle the earth. The celehratlve anthems that will sound up from Westminster Abbey and Ht. Paul’s Cathedral in London will he less than the vibration of one harp string as compared with the dozologlos which this hour roll up from all na tions In praise tp Hod for the beauti ful life and the glorious reign of this oldest Queen amid many centuries. From live o'clock In the morning of 1H37. when the Archbishop of Canter i...*.*, bar rang'd and weeping and almost affrighted girl of eighteen years with the startling words, "Your Majesty," until this six tieth anniversary of her enthronement, the prayer of all good people on all sides of the seas, whether that prayer lie offered by the three hundred mil lions of her subjects or the larger num ber of millions who ars not her sub jects, whether that prayer he solem nized In church, or rolled from great orchestras, or poured forth by military bunds from forts and battlements and In front of triumphant armies all around the world, has been and Is now, "Ood save the Queen!” Amid the In numerable columns that have been printed In eulogy of this Queen at the approaching anniversary — columns which, put together, would be literally miles long—It seems to me that the chief cause of congratulation to her and of praise to Ood has not yet been properly emphasized, and In many cases the chief key-note hus not been struck at all. We have been told over und over again what has occurred In the Victorian era. The mightiest thing she has done has been almost ignored, while she has been honored by having her name attached to Indi viduals and events for whom and for which she had no responsibility. We have put before us the names of potent and grandly useful men and women who have lived during her reign, hut 1 do not suppose that she at all helpe I Thomas Carlyle In twisting his In volved and mighty satires, or helped Disraeli in Issuance of his epigram matic wit, or helped Cardinal Newman In his crossing over from religion to religion, or helped to Inspire the en chanted sentiments of George Eliot and Harriet Martlneau and Mrs. Drowning, or helped to Invent any of George Crulkshank's healthful cartoons, nr helped George Grey In founding a Uritlsh South African Empire, or kindled the patriotic fervor with which John Bright stirred the masses, or had anything to do with the invention of the telephone or photograph, or the building up of the science of bacteriol ogy, or the directing of the Koentgen rays WHICH nave revuiunuiiizeu sur gery. or helped fn the inventions for facilitating printing and railroading and ocean voyaging. One is not to be credited or discredited for the virtue or the vice, the brilliance or the stu pidity, of hiH or her contemporaries. While Queen Victoria has been the friend of all art, all literature, all science, ail invention, all reform, her reign will be most remembered for all time and all eternity as the reign of Christianity. Beginning with that scene at live o'clock In the morning, in Kensington Palace, where she asked the Archbishop of Canterbury to pray for her, and they knelt down. Imploring Divine guidance, until this hour, not only In the sublime Liturgy of her Ks tsbllshed church but on sll occasion*, she has directly or Indirectly declared, ••I believe In Ood the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth, and In Jesus Christ, hls only begotten Hoo.” | declare It. fearless of contradiction, that the mightiest champion of Chris tianity today ta the throne of Kngtand The Queen's book, so much criticised at the lime of Ite appearance, some saying It was not skilfully done, end some saying that tk# privet* affair* of g household ought not an In have beeii espneed, was nevertheless a hook of vast usefulness front tke fen that it showed that tied wne acknowledged in nil her life end that "Knelt of As** wag not an uauenal song in Windsor Csstl* Wss her son. the Prime of Wslea. do*u with an illnete that hal ted the greatewt doctors of Ragland' Then eh* proclaimed a day of prayer to Almighty Und. and la answer to th* prayers of the whole civilised world Ike Prior* got sell Wee deltaetopol In he laken and the thousands of he leaved h»m*s of euhtter* to be torn lotted, ehe railed her stilus la Its knees, and the prayer wee answered gee her walking through tke hospital < Uks ea eagst of mercy I Wea there | ever an »«plosion of g»« damp ta ih*> , muse* of ak«Acid or Wains end her ■ •etrgrsm was nut the htel to arrive ! with help and t'krtetun eympalfcr * I* President Us l Wild dying at lest branch, and Is nut the eakle trader the i sea, revoking to lutecsl t'ustle. kept I kasy in *no.»ao* tag the •ie>ptom> af ! the rslritif I believe that no throne since the j throne of David and the throne of He*- ! ckiah and the throne of Esther has been in such constant touch with the throne of heaven as the throne of Vic toria. From what I know of her habits, she reads the Bible more than she does Hhakespearc. She admires the hymns of Horatio itonar more th.in she does Byron’* “Corsair.” She has not knowingly admitted into her pres ence a corrupt man or dissolute wo man. To very distinguished novelist* and very celebrated priraa donna* she has declined reception because they were immoral. All the coming centur ies of time cannot revoke the advant age* of having had sixty years of Chris tian womanhood enthroned In the palaces of England. Compare her court surrounding* with what were the court surroundings In the time of Henry V1U.. or what were the court surroundings In the time of Napoleon, 111 the time of laiul* XVI., In the time of men and woraeft wiioM names may not be mentioned In decent society. Alas! for the revelries, and the worse than Belshazzar feasts, and the more than Herodlan dances, and the scenes from which the veil must not be ltfied. You need, however, In order to appre ciate the purity and virtuous splendor of Victoria's reign to contrast It some tvhat with the gehennas and the pan demonium* of many of the throne room* of the past and some throne rooms of the present. I call the roll r»f the queens of the earth, not that 1 would have them comA up or come back, hut that I may make them the background of a picture In which I can better present the present septenar lan, or soon to be an octogenarian, now mi Ihn Ihmnn of Fnirlund. ll'T example ho thoroughly on the right side that all tho scandal-mongws In all tho iiu t ion a In alx decades have not been able to manufacture an evil suspicion In re gard to her that could be made to stick: Marla of Portugal. Isabella and Eleanor and Joanna of Hpaln, Catha rine of Russia, Mary of Scotland, Marla Xersea of Germany, Marie Antoinette of France, and all the queens of Bug land, as Mrs, Strickland ha* put them before us In her charming twelve vol iimea; and while some queen may sur pass our modern queen In learning, and another In attractiveness of fea ture. und another In gracefulness of form, und another In romance of his tory, Victoria surpasses them all In nobility and grandeur and thorough nets of Christian character. 1 hall her! thi. Christian daughter, the Christian wife, the Christian mother, the Chris tian Queen! and let the Church of God and all benign and gracious Institu tions the world over cry out, as they come with music and bannered host, and million-voiced huzza, and the bene dictions of ea:th and heaven, “What wilt thou, Queen Esther?” • • • But KB all of us will be denied at tendance on that sixtieth anniversary coronation, 1 Invite you, not to the an niversary of a coronation, btrt to a cor onation Itself- aye, to two coronations. Brought tip as we are, to love as no other form of government that which Is republican and democratic, we, liv ing on this side of the sea, cannot «o easily as those living on tho other side of the sea, appreciate the two corona tions to which all up an.I down the Bible you and I are urgent!)- Invited. Borne of you have such morbid ideas at religion that you think of It as go ing down Into a dark cellar, or out on a barren commons, or as a ilageilation: when, so far from a dark teller, It is a palace, and Instead of a barren com mons It Is a garden, atoss with the brightest fountains that were ever ralu howed, and Instead of flagellation It Is coronation, but a coronation utterly eclipsing the one whose sixtieth anni versary 1b now being celebrated. It was a great day when David, the little king who was large enough to thrash Goliath, took the crown at Rabbah— a crown weighing a talent of gold and encircled with precious stones—and the people shouted, “Dong live the king!” It was a great day when Petrarch, sur rounded by twelve patrician youths clothed In scarlet, received from a sen ator the laurel crown, aud the pooplo shouted, “lamg live the poet!" It wus a great day when Mark Antony put upon Caesar the mightiest tiara of all earth, and In honor of divine authority Caesar had It placed afterward on the head of the statue of Jupiter Olympui. It wus a great day when the greatest of Frenchmen took the diadem of Charlemagne and nut It on his own brow. It wae a great (lay when, about an eighth of a mile from the gate ti Jerusalem, under a sky pallid with thickest darkness, and on a mountain trammeled of earthquake, and the air on lire with the blasphemies of a uiob. a crown of splhea was put upon the pallid and agonised brow of our Jr»u» Hut that particular coronation, amid tears and blood and groans and shiver ing cataclysm*, made your own corona turn possible. Haul was nut a man to toae his equilibrium, but when that uld missionary, with crooked back and In flamed ayes, got a glint pa* of Ike crown coming to ktm. and coming to yon. if you will by repentance end felih ac cept It, he went Into eminriee. and kls poor ayes Raaksd and hta crooked hnrk eiratgMsnad as h# cried to Timothy There hi laid up for me a rruwn of righteousness and to tbs t'ortnthinna These athletes run t« obtain * cut mptibie, we an Inemrrupttble rruwn' And IU ike Thcaaatentshe he speak* of ike crown of glory and to the Hull i pp is us he eaye. "hi* Joy and crown 1 Tbs Apostle Heisr rat rhea Ike inspire lion and cites out Ye ekall revet** a 1 cioaa of glory that tadetk nut away ' I and dt John Jot** In tks rapture and •ays, faithful to death and I wilt g|*« thee a . r«wa uf Hie." and ektewkare as > - l*>m*. Hold last ikat no man tab* iky rruwn." frowns' crowns' crowns You did not etperl In coming hate let day. to ke incitsd to a coronatioa You •aa tearwety hnttn** your set ears. 1 but in iks name of a pardoning Hod and d eaertfeing final and aa omai } porcni Holy Spirit and a trii heaven. I offer each one a the asking. Crowns! Crowns! lo get the crown? The way VI . s got her urown, on her knees. Although eight duchesses and marquise*. all ins cloth of silver, carried her train, anal the windows and arches and rood *d the Abbey shook with the Te Deans <ufi the organ in full diapason, she bad aas kneel, she had to conie down. Top* the crown of pardon and etrraal Mt you will have to kneel, you will law to come down. Yea! History acts*' that at her coronation not oaty tie entire assembly wept with protoaul emotion, but Victoria was in tears, do you will have to have your dry eyas moistened with tears, in year rarst tears of repentance, tears of j»f. tomrrt ot coronation, and you will feel Id. crying out with Jeremiah. "<Jh. tbars my head were waters and raise eyes, fountains of tears." Yes, she wo* dar ing the ceremony seated for awhile <«. n lowly stone called the Lis Iftad. which, as I remember it. oa I have seen it again and again, waa rouehassd tint a foot high, a lowly and liasefiU place in which to be seated, aad if yxsc are to be crowned king or qaeess (lod forever, you must be seated «* tb* l.lu Kail of profound hiuntliutifox. Mi ter all that, she was ready for tla throne, Hnd let mo say that Ural 1* awr. going to leave your exaltation ba'V done. There are thrones as sell aw crowns awaiting you. at. John ahum ed, "I saw thrones!”, and agaus br* said, "They shall reign . forevor ansi ever." Thrones! Thrones! Got resa!S* for the coronation. But 1 Intrtto ywc not only to your own corooaltnw.. bao to a mightier and the ml girt lose, jhm all the ages of time no one r boC such a hard time as Christ s- 9m was on earth. Bramble* for towwr.. expectoration for his cheek, as tow hi* back, spears for his side. •$dbao for his feet, contumely for 1st* *amr_ and even In our time, how usaay wmy he Is no Christ at all, and titer* mr*. tens of thousands of hands trylsg. to push him hack and keep bint down. Hut, oh! the human and satankt tape* tcncy! Can a spider stop an alhntmnM'* Can the hole which the tor stars* uS u child digs In the sand at Cape Msqt swallow the Atlantic? Can the brnsti of a summer fun drive buck the Modi terrancan euroclydon? Yes, when MU the combined forces of eartb and btH ran keep Christ from ascending ttm throne of universal dominion. Ite id the Psalmist foresaw that caronwLinn. and cried out in regard to the Mtsduh. "Upon himself shall his crown Ish.” From the cave of black 8t. John foresaw It, and cried, “On head were many crowns.” Now C miss the beauty of that flgur*. Is no room on any head for one crown of silver, gold or Then what does fee Book mean It says, “On his bead wer* nm*fv crowns?” Well, It means twtatsd amH enwreatbed flowen. To prepare m crown for your child and make ter the “Queen of the May,” you wsigte take the white flowers out of uan pn» terre, and the crimson flowers cte «d another parterre, and the blue flowsorw out of another parterre, and tte fksdk flowers out of another parterre, amt! gracefully and skillfully work tlnase four or five crowns into one crown «d beauty. Ho all the splendors of orafU and heaven are to be enwreatbed Jte*> one coronal for our f-ord's forehmd— one blazing glory, one dazzling ttriffke ness, one overpowering perfume. war down flashing, tip-rolling, out spiral ing magnificence - and so on his beast shall be many crowns. lie W*» Alive. .The grenadiers of the famous “Oia Guard" will never lie forgotten San France as long as the memory «£ biw: men shall live in the national ten But some of them, at least, were tm bright as they were brave, as the fed lowing trustworthy anecdote bears wit ness: One fine morning, after pun hud been concluded between Ftens and Russia, the two emperors, Nnpoft eon and Alexander, were taking a sbastr walk, arm In arm. around the pul are nark at Krfurt. As they approscbnil the sentinel, who stood at the foot a# the grund staircase, the man, who ear a grenadier of the guard, pete Mac arms. The emperor of France toned., and pointing with pride to the arrow scar that divided the grenadier’* tot*, said: "What do you think, my brother, ad' soldiers who cau survive such euoMhhs as that?” "And you." answered Alruatei "what do you think of ‘aoldter* that can Inflict them?" Without stirring an inch In* her position, or changing the ■•spnrmaSw si hla face in the leant the stern old *m> adier himself replied gravely The man who did it is d«•*<!." a* u«< in* ti«M. Hanks are so well able to protean, themselvw* that moat readers will em pty the following account ul hnm am unsophisticated custom** aoeotnd * •light advantage over «dt *<i thews, tnw borrow the story front an Fagltsh p» IM>, A poor Irishman went lo the eg g,e ml an Irish bank and askad tow •’hang* in gold far fourteen uue gsmstgl bonh w< Ireland tatra the mkte <k ■ Ntr replied that the Cavan bank mrj cashed It* own uutea, (hen yuutd ye gte me Cavan asMaw tot ihsse* ashed ih# ■ urnMtmao km |k§* •*! t'ertataly<*id the > mhlmt ii>s w'<’ ih* fuertvea nwt«* a* to t. • »**'*• t-k lb. Cetaa but ia*mediately retained them u4H* Mi eanaa Ik . *»«r yte gte n to these. Mr T' had ih* laakter caught in Mo tab trap, was obliged to 4s it tt t >., ci. i«d « ■' :* * tad nod glint ted iharen to sa*h t*4 It# sate, it would na bused that get m ptnt st Idtg as ran