THE NORTHWESTERN.
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The latest Swiss mountain railway
project is to connect the EngartUne
with the Italian lake by a road over
the Bernia range.
The man who stole the $109 micro
scope from the University of Chicago
might have had a curiosity to see what
a 100-pound chunk of ice looked like.
Owing to American sanitary work,
there was not a single case of yellow
fever in Havana at the beginning of
April. This had not happened before
in the city's history. The Cubans may
not like the American government,
but it is at least increasing the num
ber of Cubans who have an opportu
nity to dislike it.
Mrs. F. M. Smith of Oakland. Cal.,
wife of the "borax king,” is going to
adopt 100 girls and rear them as her
own children. Mrs. Smith's 100 daugh
ters will live in ten houses, ten girts
to each house, on a 35-acre tract oi
land near Arbor Villa. Mrs. Smith's
home is in Oakland. The first of the
ten houses is already being built, and
work on the others will begin at once.
An adjustable wall is made with an
ordinary eightpenny nail, with hole
in the head, through which passes a
curved galvanized wire. The nail is
driven into the studding, and the
curved wire laid flat on the brick, and
covered with mortar. Being perfect
ly adjustable, if the building sags or
the sheeting shrinks, the bond will not
be broken, but remain solid and intact
between the brick in the wall.
John Pondir. once a power in Wal
street and for years one of the "ghostt
of the street,'’ died recently in greai
poverty. Pondir launched the Sutrc
tunnel scheme, and was a great deal
in Pacific Mail and Panama railroad
stock. At the time of Adolph Sutro’t
death Pondir had a suit for $1,000,000
against him. In the days of Goulc
and Fisk he was a well known figure
at all the theaters and in old Del
monico’s.
King Edward is understood to hoi>
broad views respecting colonial titles
and there has been a suggestion tlia
in the process of unifying the British
empire the creation of peerages with
such titles attached as “Duke of Que
bec,” “Earl of Montreal,” or ‘‘Marquis
of Toronto,” might be useful. Th(
Toronto Globe meets the intimation by
saying "Might we, in the most loyal
and dutiful way, beseech his majesty
to spare us? We are doing so nicely as
it Is, most gracious sovereign!"
Clarence Bush went to Harvard uni
versity without a dollar, lodged in ar>
attic at a dollar a week, and lived on
gruel, milk and water. But he had
the material in him of which million
aires are made, and, after a year's
starvation, saw his opportunity. He
managed to get hold of a cow and a
churn, and began to peddle butter >f
his own make oil the streets of Cam
bridge. While he was studying mathe
matics, astronomy and chemistry, he
was also learning the business of bui
ter-making, and now he is graduated
with a salary of $.5,000 from a grea
New York creamery company await
ing him.
The launch of the steamer Celtic* at
Belfast, Ireland, the other day, still
further emphasizes the tendency to in
crease the dimensions of ocean-goin.;
craft. The Celtic is the largest ves
sel ever built, not only surpassing the
Oceanic and the Kaiser Wilhelm der
Grosse, hut having a displacement 10,
300 tons greater than the Great East
ern. Her dimensions are: Length,
681 feet; beam, 75 feet; depth. 44 feet;
gross tonnage, 20,880; net, 13,650; dis
placement, 33,000. The Celtic Is not
designed for speed but as an emigrant
carrier, her capacity being 2,859 pas
sengers, besides a crew of 335. Al
though the Celtic Is too slow to be
conspicuous as an "ocean greyhound,”
her enormous size will make her an
object of keen Interest, at least until
the advent of a greater.
The new Bishop of London has al
ready given his diocese a glimpse of
his sterling democracy. Speaking to
an audience of working men at a
neighborhood settlement house in
Whitechapel, he said that he had often
noticed in coffee-houses the sign, "A
good pull-up for cabmen.” He intend
ed to make the settlement house a
"good pull-up for bishops.” His of
fice, he found, required that he keep
a carriage; but if any of his hearers
saw him driving alone he hoped they
would give him a hail; he should be
glad to give them a lift. Bishop In
gram has been a most sympathetic and
successful worker among the poor and
unfortunate of East London, to whom
he is a familiar figure and a trusted
friend. The king has recently placed
the stamp of royal approval on his
work by appointing him dean of the
royal chapels.
A witness to ocean solitude recently
reached Liverpool. A four-masted
vessel, which sailed seven months be
fore from San Francisco, entered the
Mersey. Since leaving the Golden Gate
she has not been spoken. Absolute
silence concerning her through more
than half a year, and then she appears
as answer to all inquiries and specula
tions. So far as human knowledge
goes, it was as if vessel and crew had
sailed out of life, and been swallowed
•>p in mystery for those days and
months. The ocean as yet, does not
suffer from overcrowding.
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T A IMAGE'S SEBHON.
'CHRISTIAN FIDELITY THE SUB
JECT LAST SUNDAY.
"He Han a Mighty Hunter IW-fore the
Lord"—Text, Geneol* X, Verse 9—The
Archers of Oiileu Times—-Awkward
Christian Work.
(Copyright, 1901, by I.ouls Klopscto, X. T.)
Washington, May 12.—In this dis
course Dr. Talmage urges all Christian
workers to increased fidelity and shows
how much effort at doing good fails
through lack of adroitness; text, Gene
sis x, 9, "He was a mighty hunter be
fore the Lord.”
In our day hunting is a sport, but in
the lands and the times infested of
wild beasts it was a matter of life or
death with the people. It was very
different from going out on a sunshiny
afternoon with a patent breechloader
to shoot reedbirds on the flats, when
Pollux and Achilles and Diomedes
went out to clear the land of lions and
panthers and bears. Xenophon grew
eloquent in regard to the art of hunt
ing. In the far east people, elephant
mounted, chased the tiger. Francis I.
was called the father of hunting. And
Moses, in my text, sets forth Nimrod
as a hero, when it presents him with
broad shoulders and shaggy apparel
and sun browned face, and arm bunch
ed with muscle, "a mighty hunter be
fore the Lord.” I think he used the
bow and the arrows with great success
practicing archery.
I have thought if it is such a grand
thing and such a brave thing to clear
wild beasts out of a country, if It is
not a better and braver thing to hunt
down and destroy those great evils of
society that are stalking the land with
fierce eye and bloody pay and sharp
tusk and quick spring. I have won
dered if there is not such a thing as
gospel archery, by which those wha
have been flying from the truth may be
captured for God ar.d heaven. The
Lord Jesus in his sermon used the art
of angling for an illustration when he
said, "I will make you fishers of men.”
And so I think I have authority for
using hunting as an illustration of gos
pel truth, and I pray God that there
may be many a man enlisted in the
work who shall begin to study gospel
archery of whom it may after awhile
be said, "He was a mighty hunter be
fore the Lord.”
Awkward Chrlttlnn Work.
How much awkward Christian work
there is done in the world! How
many good people there are who drive
souls away from Christ instead of
bringing them to him! All their fin
gers are thumbs—religious blunderers
who upset more than they right. Their
gun has a crooked barrel and kicks as
it goes off. They are like a clumsy com
rade who goes along with skillful hunt
ers. At the very moment he ought *o
be most quiet he is crackling an alder
or falling over a log and frightening
away the game. How fewr Christian
people have ever learned how the Lord
Jesus Christ at the well went from
talking about a cup of water to most
practical religious truths, which won
the woman's soul for God! Jesus in the
wilderness was breaking bread to the
people. I think It was very good
bread. It was very light bread, and
the yeast had done its work thorough
ly. Christ, after he had broken the
bread, said to the people, ‘‘Beware of
the yeast or of the leaven of the Phar
isees.” So natural a transition it was,
end how easily they all understood
him! But how few Christian people
there are who understand how to fas
ten the truths of God and religion to
the souls of men!
The archers of olden time studied
their art. They were very precise in
the matter. The old hooks gave spe
cial directions as to how an archer
should go and as to what an archer
phouhl do. He must stand erect and
firm, his left foot a little In advance
of the right foot. With the left hand
he must take hold of the bow in the
middle, and then with the three fingers
and the thumb of his right hand he
should lay hold the arrow and affix it
to the string—so precise was the di
rection given. But how clumsy we are
about religious work! How little skill
and care we exercise! How often our
arrows miss the mark! I am glad
that there are institutions established
In many cities of our land where men
may learn the art of doing good—
studying spiritual archery and become
■known as “mighty hunters before the
Lord!”
How to ll« Effectual.
In the first place, if you want to be
effectual in doing good you must be
very sure of your weapon. There was
something very fascinating about the
arrhery of olden times. Perhaps you
do not know what they could do with
the bow and arrow. Why. the chief
battles fought by the English Plan
tagenets were with the longbow. They
would take the arrow of polished wood
nnd feather it with the plume of a
bird, and then it would fly from the
bowstring of plaited silk. 1 he bloody
fields of Aglncourt and Solway Moss
and Neville's Cross heard the loud
thrum of the archer'3 bowstring. Now,
my Christian friends, we have a
mightier weapon than that. It Is the
arrow of the gospel; it is a sharp ar
row; It is a straight arrow; it is feath
ered from the wing of the dove of
God’s spirit; it flies from a bow made
out of the wood of the cross. As far
as I can estimate or calculate it has
brought down 400,000.000 of souls. Paul
knew how to bring the notch of that
arrow on to the bowstring, and its
whir was heard through the Corin
thian theaters and through the court
room until the knees of Felix knocked
together. It was that arrow that stuck
in Luther's heart when he cried out;
t
I "Oh, my sins! Oh, my sins!” If It
strikes a man In the bead, it kills his
skepticism: if it strikes him in the heel
it will turn his step; if it strikes him
in the heart, he throws up his hands,
as did one of old when wounded in the
battle, crying, "O Galilean, thou hast
conquered!’'
Spiritual Archery.
If you want to he skillful in spiritual
archery you must hunt in unfrequented
and secluded places. Why docs the
hunter go three or four days in the
Pennsylvania forests or over Raquette
lake into the wilds of the Adirondacks?
It Is the only way to do. The deer are
shy, and one "bang” of the gun cleans
the forest. From the California stage
you see, as you go over the plains, here
and there a coyote trotting along al
most within range of the gun—some
times quite within range of it. No one
cares for that. It is worthless. The j
good game Is hidden and secluded.
Every hunter knows that. So many i
of the souls that will be of most worth !
for Christ and the most value to the j
church are secluded. They do not j
cone in our way. You will have to go j
where they are. Yonder they are down
in that cellar. Yonder they are up in
that garret—far away from the door
of any church. The gospel ar
row has not been pointed at
them. The tract distributor and |
the city missionary sometimes just
catch a glimpse of them, as a hunter j
through the trees gets a momentary j
3ight of a partridge or roebuck. The j
trouble is we are waiting for the gam?
to come to us. We are not good hunt- j
ers. We are standing on some street
or road expecting that the timid an- j
telope will come up and eat out of our J
hand. We are expecting that the j
prairie fowl will light on our church
steeple. It is not their habit. If the j
church should wait 10,000,000 of years
for the world to come in and be saved, |
it will wait in vain. The world will
not come.
What the church wants now' is to lift
its feet from damask ottomans and put j
them in the stirrups. The church j
wants not so much cushions as it I
wants saddlebags and arrow’s. We j
have got to put aside the gown and the \
kid gloves and put on the hunting !
shirt. We want a pulpit on wheels. We |
have been fishing so long in tb*
brooks that run under the shadow’ of
the church that the fish know us, and j
they avvold the hook and escape as
soon as we come to the bank, while
yonder is Upper Saranac and Big Tup
per’s lake, where the first swing of
the gospel net would break it for the
multitude of the fishes. There is out- j
side work to be done. What is it that
I see in the backwoods? It is a tent.
The hunters have made a clearing and
camped out. What do they care if
they have wet feet or if they have J
nothing but a pine branch for a pillow j
or for the northeast storm? If a moose ]
in the darkness steps into the lake to
drink, they hear it right away. If a
loon cry in the midnight, they hear
it. So in the service of God we have j
exposed work. We have got to camp
out and rough it. We are putting all
our care on the comparatively few
people who go to church. What are
we doing for the millions who do not
come? Have they no souls? Are they
sinless that they need no pardon? j
Are there r.o dead in their bouses that
they need no comfort?
Must Have ('oarage.
I remark further, if you want to suc
ceed in spiritual archery, you must
have courage. If the hunter stands
with trembling hand or shoulder that
flinches with fear, instead of his taking
the catamount the catamount takes
him. What would become of the Green
lander if when out hunting for the
bear he should stand shivering with
terror on an iceberg? Whai would
have become of Du Chaillu and Living
stone in the African thicket with a
faint heart and a weak knee? When a
panther comes within 20 paces of you
and it has its eye on you and it lias
■quatted for the fearful spring, “Steady
there!” Courage, O ye spiritual arch
ers! There are great monsters of in
iquity prowling all around about the
community. Shall we not in the
strength of God go forth and combat
them? We not only need more heart,
but more backbone. What is the
church of God that it should fear to
look In the eye any transgression?
There is the Bengal tiger of drunken
ness that prowls around,and instead of
attacking it how many of us hide un
der the church pew or the communion
table? There is so much invested in
It we are afraid to assault it. Millions
of dollars in barrels, in vats, in spigots,
in corkscrews, in gin palaces with mar
ble floors and Italian top tables and
chased ice coolers, and in the strych
nine and the logwood and the tartaric
acid and the nux vomica that go to
make up our “pure" American drinks.
! looked with wondering eyes on the
“Heidelberg tun." It Is the great
liquor vat of Germany, which is said
to hold 800 hogsheads of wine, and
only three times in 100 years it has
been filled. But as I stood and looked
at it I said to myself: "That Is noth
ing—800 hogsheads. Why, our Ameri
can vat holds 10,200,000 barrels of
strong drinks, and we keep 300,000 men
with nothing to do but to see that it is
Ailed."
Tha OrrMt Monatar.
Oh, to attack this great monster of
intemperance and the kindred mons
ters of fraud and uncleanness requires
you to rally all your Christian courage.
Through the press, through the pulpit,
through the platfoim you must assault
it. Would to God that all our Ameri
can Christians would band together,
not for cracked brained fanaticism,
but for holy Christian reform! I think
it was in 1733 that there went out from
Lucknow, India, under the sovereign,
the greatest hunting party that was
ever projected. Th^re were 10/X>0 arm
| ed men In that hunting party. There
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were camels and horses and elephants.
On some princes rode and royal ladles
under exquisite housings, and 500 cool
ies waited upon the^ train, and ths
desolate places of India were Invaded
by this excursion, and the rhinoceros
and deer and elephant fell under the
stroke of the saber and bullet. After
awhile the party brought back trophies
worth 50,000 rupees, having left the
wilderness of India ghastly with the
slain bodies of wild beasts. Would to
God that instead of here and there a
straggler going out to tight these great
monsters of iniquity in our country the
millions of membership of our
churches would band together and hew
In twain these great crimes that make
the land frightful with their roar and
are fattening upon the bodies and souls
of immortal men! Who is ready for
such a party as that? Who will be a
mighty hunter for the Lord?
I remark, again, if you want to be
successful in spiritual archery you
need not only bring down game, but
bring it in. 1 think one of the most
beautiful pictures of Thorwaldsen is
his “Autumn." It represents a sports
man coming home and standing under
a grapevine. He has a staff over his
shoulder and on the other end of that
staff are hung a rabbit and a brace of
birds. Every hunter brings home the
game. No one would think of bringing
down a roebuck or whipping up a
stream for trout and letting them lie
in the woods.
llrinff Them to Church.
If you go out. to hunt for immortal
souls, not only bring them down under
the arrow of the gospel, but bring them
into the church of God, the grand home
and encampment we have pitched this
side the skies. Fetch them in; do not
let them lie out in the open field. They
need our prayers and sympathies and
help. That is the meaning of the
church of God—help. O ye hunters for
the Lord, not only bring down the
game, but bring it in.
If Mithrldates liked hunting so well
that for .seven years he never went in
doors. What enthusiasm ought we to
have who are hunting for immortal
souls! If Domitian practiced archery
until he could stand a boy down in the
Roman amphitheater with a hand out,
the fingers spread apart, and then the
king could shoot an arrow between the
fingers without wounding them, to
what drill and what practice ought we
to subject ourselves in order to become
spiritual archers and "mighty hunters
before the Lord!" But let me say you
will never work any better than you
pray. The old archers took the bow,
put one end of It down beside the foot,
elevated the other end, and it was the
rule that the bow should be just the
size of the archer. If it were just Ills
size, then he would go into the battle
with confidence. Let me say that your
power to project good in the world will
correspond exactly to your own spirit
ual stature. In other words, the first
thing In preparation for Christian
work is personal consecration.
Oh, for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame,
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!
1 am sure there are some men who
at some time have been hit by the gos
pel arrow. You felt the wound of that
conviction. And you plunged into the
world deeper, just as the stag, when
the hounds are after it, plunges into
Schroon lake, expecting in that way to
escape. Jesus Christ is on your track
today, O impenitent man! Not in
wrath, but in mercy. O ye chased and
panting souls! Here is the stream of
God's mercy and salvation, where you
may cool your thirst! Stop that chase
of sin today. By the red fountain that
leaped from the heart of my Lord, I
bid you stop! There is mercy for you
—mercy that pardons, mercy that
heals, everlasting mercy. The 12 gates
of God's love stand wide open. Enter
and be forever safe.
NEED A GOOD APPETITE.
Sometime* We Newl i» Change of Food
unrl of Scent.
How frequently we hear the remark
made, when a person’s indisposition is
spoken of, "Oh. he car.’t have much the
matter with him. He eats well and
threfore he must be all right.” As a
matter of fact, although a good appe
tite is sometimes considered as a test
of the state of the health, it is not an
invariable test, for often those who are
seriously ill have good appetites. This
is the case with many consumptives
and others, but a person with a bad
appetite is not in good health—there is
something wrong with him. Appetite
and hunger are generally used synony
mously. but hunger Is more than appe
tite; it is imperious, but is allayed
after eating. What is the bes-t thing
to do when the appetite wanes? The
usual remedy is a tonic, sometimes it
takes the shape of too frequent "nips”
of gin and bitters, sherry and bitters,
or some other compound. For a want
of appetite the real remedies needed
are often rest and sleep, together with
fresh air. Overwork when feeble is a
cause of loss of appetite. A change oi
food is a good remedy; sometimes the
regimen has not been varied enough,
and the system becomes overburdened
with one kind of material, and another
kind is deficient An entire change of
food may work wonders. A change
of scene, of thought, and of environ
ment are some of the best means to
restore a jaded appetite for food. Out
door exercise, work, sea-bathing— all
these have a good effect, and promote
those changes In the body which make
a demand for food imperative. These
remedies are all natural ones, and if
rightly used can do no harm. Of
course it requires judgment to decide
which remedies are needed in each
case, but If the normal instincts are
heeded they will often tell what to do
—it is generally best to trust to them.
He who knows not, and knows that
he knows not, is simple; teach him.
£~s v J J 'r'jp Y T !| ASSASSIN BORROWED
\J \s 1 * nLfJ\ 1/ money he never
WAS B*RGaLE j PER AID. 11
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A Chicago lawyer telle a peculiar
story of his first and only meeting
with Charles J. Guiteau, the assasin of
Garfield. "One afternoon in 1878 or
1879," he says, "1 was sitting in my of
fice, rather busy, as I remember, when
in walked an odd-looking, brisk little
man, who asked for a few moments’
interview in private. He was decently
dressed in black, nut there was some
thing about him, I don’t know what,
that immediately excited my curiosity.
1 led him to the back room and, with
out wasting any time, he immediately
came to the point. ’I am a lawyer,’ he
said, as nearly as I can remember his
exact words, ‘and my home is in Buf
falo, N. Y. Bad health broke up my
practice and forced me to go to Cali
fornia last year, but 1 have run out
of money and find myself stranded
here in Chicago. Will you lend me
enough to buy a ticket on a cheap ex
cursion train that leaves for Buffalo
this evening? The amount will be re
turned,’ he added, ’before the close of
the week.’ I was astonished, very nat
urally, not only by his request, but by
the matter-of-fact manner in which he
preferred it. ‘But why in the world
do you apply to me?’ 1 asked: T never
saw you before and have no earthly in
terest in your affairs,’ ‘Well, sir. I am
a religious man,’ he replied, ’and I be
lieve in special Providence. It is ab
solutely necessary for me to secure tills
assistance from somebody, and in pass
ing your door a few moments ago
something told me that I would find it
here. The statement I made to you
regarding my predicament may seem
meager,’ he went on, ’but it would be
childish to waste your time on details
when I have no means at hand for
confirming them. I gave you the es
sential facts and now ask you to lend
me the money ou faith purely.’ He
said all this in a simple, straightfor
ward fashion that impressed me with
its truth,” continued the lawyer, “and,
acting on one of those fantastic im
pulses that occasionally seize the most
level-headed of us, I stuck my hand
in my pocket and gave him the sum he
wanted. He thanked me quietly, took
a memoranda of my name and address
and was about to write his own when
I stopped him and remarked that, as
long as it was a purely faith transac
tion, any data of that kind would be
highly superfluous. ‘If you don't send
me the money,’ said I, ‘1 shall certainly
make no effort to collect >t.’ He
smiled blandly and walked out, and
that was the last I ever saw or heard
of him, but he left a souvenir in the
shape of a small work of reference
called Blair's Synonyms, which I found
next day on the table. I remembered
seeing the book in his hand when ho
came in, and he forgot it, no doubt, in
his eagerness to decamp after he se
cured the cash. I threw it on the top
shelf in the library, so it wouldn’t re
mind rue of the episode, for by that
time 1 had come to my senses and real
ized what a first-elass donkey I had
made of myself. Of course, the money
was never returned, and the story as it
stands is a rather commonplace in
stance of cunning and credulity, but it
happens to have a curious little second
chapter. In 1885 1 changed the loca
tion of my office, and when the books
were being moved, Blair's Synonyms,
forgotten and covered with dust, fell
out of one of the cases. I picked it
up, opened it at random, and for the
first, time noticed the name of the own
er scrawled at the bottom of the hack
flyleaf. The name was Charles J. Gui
teau."—Utica Globe.
Cuba** Mixed I’opnlatlon.
Cuba has a population of about 1,
500,000, of whom 910,000 are nativo
whites, 112,000 foreign whites, 234,000
pure-blood negroes, 280,000 mulattoes
or half-breeds and 14,000 Chinese.
More than 60 per cent are unable to
read or write, and having always been
subject to tyranny, do not possess the
slightest comprehension of the princi
ples of self-government.
One Murder Every 48 Minute*.
There are tnirty murders a day in
the United States year in and year out,
or considerably more than one to the
hour. It may be said without exag
geiation that among Americans the
assassin's pistol or knife is never idle.
Every moment of the day some one of
our citizens is meditating or commit
ting murder.
Uniform Fries on liook*.
American publishers have decided
that after May 1 of the present year
they will settle upon a net price at
which books will be disposed of for
sale by the retail stores. English pub
lishers announce that a similar step
to enforce a uniform price on the mid
dlemen in that country will be at
tempted.
!; y t ^ ijgf . ,, i| Nature Never so Kind
!’ ______ __ _ _ as When Severing
MEN DIE r.a„hlyT,.,. |
If there is such a thing as b°ing an
authority on death. Dr. Thomas H.
Andrews of Philadelphia, should rank
high as an expert. He has seen over
2,000 persons die. In giving the re
sult of his observations recently, he
said:
“Nature is never so kind to man as
when she is severing the ties that bind
him to this earthly life. She removes
all fear, ameliorates every harsh sur
rounding, softens every sound and
smooths the narrow pathway to the
grave with kindly hands. The easiest
I thing in life is to die. In severe sick
ness deatli comes as a welcome visitor.
On the battlefield or as the resu t of
accident or sudden shock, when it
comes to a man swiftly, who but a
moment before was in“ perfect health
and half an hour later will be dead, a
fortitude which I cannot describe and
have never been able to analyze sus
tains the victim.
“The scientist, the man or woman of
keen intelligence and trained faculties,
unless their lives have been conspicu
ous for an exhibition of faith in re
ligion and its teachings, are slower to
accept the ministrations of clergymen
and others. The man of low intelli
gence yields at ttie first approach and
calls for religious consolation. The
reason for this is, I think that the vast
majority of professional men, outside
of the clergy, and particularly the doc
tors and scientists generally, are not
inclined to believe or accept what they
cannot demonstrate as a scientific fact.
And yet, as a rule, these men and wo
men willingly accept religious minis
tration when death is only a matter of
hours.
"I recall an instance during the war.
One of the most distinguished men
in the confederacy was brought to me
for treatment. I saw at once that his
death was a matter of hours only. He
was one of the most brilliant and
charming men l ever met. I tsdd him
that he could not live and asked him
if he desired to talk with a clefgyman.
He replied in a rather careless way
that he did not feel disposed to chango
Ills views—that death, as he believed,
ended all, and there was no use drag
ging religion in at the last hour. That
was in the morning. He then felt
strong and clear-headed. When I saw
him in the afternoon he was weaker,
and referring to our earlier conversa
tion told me that he had been raised in
the Methodist faith and that its teach
ings had left an impress on his mind.
He asked me to send for a Methodist
clergyman, which I did. When I saw
him just before he died he told me
what comfort the talk with the minis
ter had given him .and that he would
now' face death with a braver heart
than he could have done before.
‘‘I merely cite this instance,” said
Dr. Andrews, “to show that there Is
nothing which influences a man so
much in later life, and even in the
death hour, as the environment and
teaching of his boyhood days. ‘Jimmy’
Ixigue, the notorious burglar and
criminal, told me here in my office that
that he did not kneel down and say his
prayers.
“I have found,” continued Dr. An
drews, “that persons of clean life, of
honorable, upright, religious character,
not only do not display an indifference
to the approach of death, as those of
grosser life do, hut welcome it as a re
lief from care and toil. There Is some
thing about the approach of death
that reconciles a man to it. The senses
are dulled, the perceptive faculties
blunted, and the end comes quietly,
painlessly, like a gentle sleep..”
Keeping out of debt is a first-ela-ss
life policy.
The Watch Dial Nvimerals
! .. ”
If you were told to correctly write
the numerals which appear on the face
of your watch without consulting your
timepiece, you would not consider the
task difficult. You look upon the dial
of your ticker a dozen or more times
a day, yet the chances are that not on?
of 100 people would write the numerals
correctly. If they were in the Roman
form you would write I, II, III, IV.,
etc. Here you would be wrong. The
four on your watch is expressed 11II.
If in the Arabic, you would write from
1 to 12. Wrong again, for on nearly
all watches which have a second hand
there is no six. Such little catches
show that our faculty of observation
is not always fully developed.
A FUIi hiuI-Lizard Story.
One afternoon I thought I would go
down tlio river and troll. I had on my
hook a live minnow, and In a little
! while had a strike and I hooked my
first fish, which seemed to be quite a
large one. I reeled him where 1 could
see him and found it was a large pike,
23 or 30 inches long. I pulled him up
to my boat, but when I lifted him from
the water ho was as light as feather
1 measured him and found he was just
30 Inches long, ami should have weigh
ed eight or nine pounds, while he only
weighed two. He had just skin and
bones. I killed hint, took my knife
and rut him open, and found a livo
lizard, five inches long, in his stomach.
The reptile was as black ns coal ami
very lively, living 34 hours after 1 took
him from his prison.—Field and
Stream.
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My recipe for self-preservation Is
exercise. 1 am a very temperate man
and have always been so. I have taken
i care of myself; and, as 1 have a good
constitution, 1 suppose that is the rea
I son 1 ani so well.--David Dudley Field.