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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.
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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
