ONI FYII F’Q ft THE RUSSIAN SYSTEM OF
UAIUU d j,.| BANISHMENT IS
LIFE 8 DESCRIBED.
There has been a great deal or sym
pathy wasted upon Siberian exiles,
writes William E. Curtis from St.
Petersburg. While there have doubt
less been innumerable cases of in
justice and brutality, for Russian of
ficials are corrupt and cruel, and the
Slavs, as a race, have always regarded
human suffering with indifference,
nevertheless, under ordinary circum
stances, the majority of those who
have been banished to Siberia are
much better off than they were at
home and ought to consider them
selves fortunate to escape Imprison
ment for a term of years. The cara
vans of convicts, whose misery and
anguish have aroused so much horror
and iudignation In civilized countries
have not usually undergone any great
er hardships than were borne by the
pioneers who crossed our own prairies
to Colorado, Montana and California
before the overland railroads were
built. And, upon arriving at their
destinations, unless they were guilty
of serious crimes, their surroundings
and circumstances were often much
better than those of the men who
developed the wealth of the mountains
and the prairies west of the Missis
sippi river. The life of a miner or a
ranchman or a farmer in Siberia,
x whether he be an emigrant or a con
vict suffering banishment, offers in
finitely greater advantages for moral
and material improvement than can
be found in any of the great Russian
cities, and in the great majority of
cases what was imposed as a punish
ment turned out to be a blessing, for
many of the wealthiest and most in
fluential men in Siberia are exiles
who have found unlimited opportuni
ties for the exercise of their talents
and industry. The exile system was
adopted by Nicholas L, “the iron
czar,” with the idea of utilizing con
vict labor for the development of the
timber, pastoral and agricultural re
sources of the vast region beyond the
Caucasus mountains, nnd. Instead of
sending offenders to prison, shipped
them into the wilderness to work
out their small salvation under the
surveillance of the police. They
Were tieket-of-leave men. They were
permitted to go and come and do
whatever their hands found to do, and
enjoy the fruits of their industry with
out interference from the authorities
so long as they remained in the neigh
borhood of the community to which
they were assigned. Good behavior
was rewarded by additional liberty.
Exiles who proved trustworthy were
allowed the privileges of ordinary citi
zens and were sometimes permitted on
parole to return to their old homes
in Russia to visit their parents or at
tend to business affairs. No one was
chained either on the march or after
arrival unless he had committed a
capital crime, or had tried to escape,
or was refractory or had violated the
orders or the rules imposed upon him.
The heartrending pictures drawn by
Mr. Kennan and other writers were
often accurate, but the figures who
appeared in them were usually men
who had aroused the hostility of the
officials by resistance or defiance and
were punished for that reason.
Friend In Need.
"Say, pa, what does animadversion
mean?" "Animadversion? Just wait
a minute, my boy, and I'll look it up.’
“You needn’t mind, pa. I only want
ed to see If you could say it. That’s
one of the words I heard ma tell Aunt
Mary she was goin' to spring on you
when you came homo from the club.
Here’s the other two—’paraphernalia’
and ‘idiosyncrasy.’ Better practice ’em
up, dad, while you’ve got time.”—
Cleveland Plain Dealer.
A Kangaroo Kanch.
An Arkansas planter is making ar
rangements to start a kangaroo ranch.
The hides are valuable and the teu
dons much more so. The latter can be
split extremely fine, and are the best
thing known to surgeons for sewing
up wounds and especially for holding
broken bones together, being much
finer and tougher than catgut.
New York'* Presidential I.Ut.
From New York state have come five
of the twenty-five men who have been
presidents of the United States—Van
Buren, Fillmore, Arthur, Cleveland and
Roosevelt.
The Chinese have a superstitious hor
ror of being caught in the rain.
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£j Pauper.
For a year and a half an inmate of
an institution for the poor. Mrs. Ellen
Cushing of Chicago, is now burdened
with wealth and is more unhappy by
far than when a pauper dependent
upon others for the necessities of life.
Broken in health and spirit by old age
and the vicissitudes of former years,
worried by a legion of petty annoy
► ances that follow in the wake of hei
inheritance so that she cannot sleep,
a bequest of $8,000,000 from her un
cle. Henry Dolan of New York, left
to be divided between herself and four
sisters, is only a scurvy trick that fate
has played upon her.
Her friends say the inheritance will
kill her. They tell of hundreds of let
ters she receives from persons who
seek to take advantage of her feeble
ness and obtain a portion of her rich
es. Some of these are the letters of
professional beggars, who recite har
rowing tales of poverty and distress,
and ask for amounts ranging from $5
to $500. Others are from promoters
of enterprises, such as mines in Alas
ka, the search of sunken treasure, the
completion of flying machines and per
petual motion contrivances, who would
accept in trust all her money were she
willing. These arc read nervously as
fast as they are received, and are much
to blame for her present condition.
Mrs. Cushing will receive her inher
itance November 28, and what she will
do with the money the beneficiary has
not the slightest idea. Now she is
not content to live in any one place
but moves about from the home of
one friend to that of another, un
happy in the possession of her great
riches.
The Drum In Warfare.
In 1869 the Italian minister of war,
Signor Ricotti, abolished the drum in
the Italian army. For nine years a
crusade in its favor has been carried
on in Italy, and at length its return
is decided upon. Every regiment in
the country has been supplied with
one or more of the 1,200 drums which
have been ordered from a Milan mak
er. These new drums will be an im
provement on the old ones, for they
are only to weigh four pounds, as
against the previous seventeen pounds.
France’* Submarine Fleet.
By 1906 France will have a fleet of
68 submarine boats when the present
programme is fulfilled. Twenty sub
marine boats have been laid down this
year, and owing to this large number
none will be laid down in 1902. Five
will be begun in 1903 and in 1904 26
more will be undertaken. Three will
be ready next year, and 17 more in
1903.
American .Servants Want Too Much.
A writer in a German paper declares
that servants in the United States do
only half as much work, demand twice
as much free time and four times as
much wages as servants do in Ger
many.
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Scottish Islanders Who .>
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It is interesting to note that the in
habitants of the island of St. Kilda,
lying off the west coast of Scotland,
only have communications with the
mainland during three months of the
year, from the beginning of June to the
end of August, in these months it is
visited by excursion steamers perhaps
half a dozen times; for the rest of the
year its inhabitants know as much
about British affairs as do the Eski
mos of the north. If King Edward
were to die tomorrow, or London be
burned down, they would learn of the
events for the first time next June.
But while unable to receive communi
cations except during the period men
tioned they have a quaint seapost.
When they desire to communicate with
the mainland they put their letters,
with coins for postage, into a tin box
or a bottle, which is enclosed in a
roughly-shaped tiuy boat, with the
words “Please open" cut on top, and
a bladder fill of air attached. This
is thrown into the sea at certain tides,
and so carried to the Hebridean shores,
or mayhap to the coast of Norway.
The group cf Islands of which St.
v Kilda is the chief, has an area of 4,000
^ square miles. The climate is mild
owing to the Gulf stream and immense
numbers of wild fowl make their
homes on the islands. The waters are
full of fisn and the natives raise val
uable sheep.
“Baby Mine” Elected Him.
Isaac W. Van Shaick. who died re
cently in Maryland at the age of 84.
was one of the most notable characters
that ever claimed Milwaukee as home
and it was from that city that he was
twice elected to Congress, and he could
have gone oftener had he so desired
“Baby Mine" was the song that elect
ed him the time he ran for Congress
In the outer wards of the city—in the
thickly populated districts where the
Polish voters live—he visited the hum
ble homes and dandled the children or
his knee, Jollied the mothers and sang
“Baby Mine’’ to the babies. He sang
it on the floor of the Cnamuer of Com
merce when trading was dull. Every
where he went he was called upon foi
his favorite song and never failed tt
respond.
Mrs. Robert T. Haines has placed a
four-act society play, entitled “Hearts (
| Aflame, ’ with Amelia Bingham.
TALM AGE’S SERMON.
MAN VERSUS EVIL THE SUBJECT
LAST SUNDAY.
From Proverb* XXIII: 3A, a* Follow*:
“When Shall 1 Awake? 1 Will Meek
It Yet Aenlu"—The Keturn of the
Prodigal—Surmounting Obstacle*
[Copyright, 1901, by Louis Klopsch, N. Y.J
Washington, Nov. 10.—In this dis
course Dr. Talmage depicts the strug
gle of a man who desires liberation
from the enthrallment of evil and
shows how he may be set free; text.
Proverbs xxiii, 35: "When shall 1
awake? I will seek it yet again."
With an insight into human nature
.•uch as no other man ever had Solo
mon in these words is sketching the
mental processes of a man who has
stepped aside from the path of recti
tude and would like to return. Wish
ing for something better he says:
"When shall I awake? When shall I
get over this horrible nightmare of
iniquity?” But seized upon by un
eradicated appetite and pushed down
hill by his passions, he cries out: "I
will seek it yet again. I will try It once
more!”
About a mile from Princeton, N. J.,
there is a skating pond. One winter
day, when the ice was very thin, a
farmer living near by warned the
young men of the danger of skating at
that time. They all took the warning
except one young man. He, in the
spirit of bravado, said, "Boys, one
round more.” He struck out on his
skates, the ice broke, and his lifeless
body was brought up. And in all
matters of temptation and allurement
it is not a prolongation that is propos
ed, but only just one more indulgence,
just one more sin. Then comes the
fatality. Alas, for the one round
more! "I will seek it yet again.”
Our libraries are adorned with ele
gant literature addressed to young
men pointing out to them all the dan
gers and perils of life—complete maps
of the voyage of life—the shoals, the
rocks, the quicksands. But suppose a
young man is already shipwrecked,
suppose he is already off the track,
suppose he has already gone astray,
how can he get back? That Is a
question that remains unanswered,
and amid all the books of the libraries
I find not one word on that subject. To
that class of persons T this day address
myself.
Kurmountlng Ohilarlu.
So far as God may help me I propose
to show what are the obstacles to your
return and then how you are to sur
mount those obstacles. The first diffi
culty in the way of your return is the
force of moral gravitation. Just as
there ts a natural law which brings
down to earth anything you throw into
the air, so there is a corresponding
moral gravitation. I never shall for
get a prayer I heard a young man
make In the Young Men's Christian
Association of New York. With trem
bling voice and streaming eyes he
said: “O God, thou knowest how easy
it is for me to do wrong and how hard
it is for me to do right! God help
me!” That man knows not his own
heart who has never felt the power of
moral gravitation.
In your boyhood you had good asso
ciates and bad associate^. Which
most impressed you? During the last
few years you have heard pure anec
dotes and impure anecdotes. Which
the easiest stuck to your memory?
You have had good habits and bad
habits. To which did your soul more
easily yield? But that moral gravita
tion may be resisted. Just as you may
pick up anything from the earth and
hold it in your hand toward heaven,
just bo, by the power of God's grace, a
fallen soul may be lifted toward peace,
toward pardon, toward salvation. The
force of moral gravitation is in every
one of us, but also power in God's
grace to overcome that force.
Slavery to flnblt.
A physician tells his patient that he
must quit the use of tobacco, as it is
destroying his health. The man re
plies, "I can stop that habit easy
enough.” He quits the use of the
weed. He goes around not knowing
what to do with himself. He cannot
add up a column of figures; he cannot
sleep nights. It seems as if the world
had turned upside down. He feels his
business is going to ruin. Where he
was kind and obliging he is scolding
and fretful. The composure that char
acterized him has given way to a
fretful restlessness, and he has become
a complete fidget. What power is it
that has rolled a wave of woe over the
earth and shaken a portent in the
heavens? He has quit tobacco. After
awhile he says: “I am going to do as
I please. The doctor does not under
stand my case, l am going back to
my old habits.” And he returns.
Everything assumes its usual com
posure. His business seems to bright
en. The world becomes an attractive
place to live in. His children, seeing
the difference, hall the return of their
father’s genial disposition. What
wave of color has dashed blue into the
sky, and greenness into the mountain
foliage, and the glow of sapphire into
the sunset? What enchantment has
lifted a world of bean*} *-*rjd Jcy on his
soul? He has resumed tobacco.
The fact is, we all know in our own
experience that habit is a taskmaster.
As long as we obey it it does not chas
tise us; but let us resist, and we find
that we are lashed with scorpion
whips and bound with ship cable and
thrown into the track of bone break
ing Juggernauts.
The Prodigal'* Return.
The prodigal, wishing to get into
good society, enters a prayer meeting.
Some good man without much sense
greets him by saying: “Why, are you
here? You are about the last person
that I expected to see in a prayer
meeting. 'Well, the dying thief was
I saved, and there la hope for you." You
do not know anything about this un
less you have learned that when a
man tries to return from evil courses
of conduct he runs against repulsions
innumerable.
We say of some man, "He Hvps a
block or two from the church, or Half
a mile fnrai the church. In all our
great cities there are men who are
5,000 miles from church—vast deserts
of indifference between them and the
house of God. The fact is we must
keep our respectability though thou
sands perish. Christ sat with publi
cans and siuners, but if there come to
the Mouse of God a man with marks
of dissipation upon him people are al
most sure to put up their hands in
horror, as much as to say, “is it not
shocking?"
How these dainty, fastidious Christ
ians in all our churches are going to
get into heaven I do not know, unless
they have an especial train of cars
cushioned and upholstered, each one a
car to himself. They cannot go with
the great herd of publicans and sin
ners. Oh. ye who curl your lip of
scorn on the fallen! I tell you plainly
that if you had been surrounded by
the same influences instead of sitting
today among the cultured, and the re
fined, and the Christian, you might
have been a crouching wretch in a
stable or ditch covered with filth and
abomination. It is not because we are
naturally any better, but because the
mercy of God has protected us. Those
that are brought up in Christian cir
cles and watched by Christian parent
age should not be so hard on the
fallen.
First Get A*lior».
rvuy, it itfiijiuua me ul a man
drowning in the sea, and a lifeboat
puts out for him, and the man in the
boat says to the man in the w'ater,
"Now, if I get you ashore, are you
going to live in my street?" First get
him ashore and then talk to him about
the nonessentials of religion. Who
eares what church he joins if he only
joins Christ and starts for heaven?
Oh, you, my brother of illumined face
and a hearty grip for every one that
tries to turn from his evil way, take
hold of the same hymnbook with him,
though his dissipation shake the book,
remembering that he that “converteth
a sinner from the error of his ways
shall save a soul from death and hide
a multitude of sins.”
Now, I have shown you these ob
stacles because I want you to under
stand I know all the difficulties in the
way. But I am now going to tell you
how Hannibal may scale the Alps and
how the shackles may be unriveted
and how the paths of virtue forsaken
may be regained. First of all, throw
yourself on God. Go to him frankly
and earnestly and tell him these habits
you have and ask him, if there is any
help in all the resources of omnipo
tent love, to give it to you. Do not go
on with a long rigmarole, which some
people call prayer, made up of ohs and
aha and forever and forever amens! Go
to God and cry for help.
Ileallng llaliu for Wounila.
I remember that while living in Phil
adelphia, at the time I spoke of a
minute ago, the Master Street hospital
was opened, and a telegram was re
ceived, saying: "There will be 300
wounded men tonight. Please take
care of them.” From my church there
went out twenty or thirty men and
women. As the poor wounded men
were brought in no one asked of them
from what state they came or what
was their parentage. There was a
wounded soldier, and the only question
was how to take off the rags most
gently and put on the cool bandage
and administer the cordial. And when
a soul comes to God he does not ask 1
where you came from or what your ;
ancestry was. Healing balm for all
your wounds; pardon for all your
guilt; comfort for all your troubles!
Then, also, I counsel you, if you want
to get back, quit all your bad asso
ciates. One unholy intimacy will fill
your soul with moral distemper. In
all the ages of the church there has not
been an instance where a man kept
one evil associate and was reformed—
among the 1,600,000,000 of the race, not
one Instance. Give up your bad com
panions or give up heaven. It is not
ten bad companions that destroy a
man nor five bad companions nor three
but one.
What chance is there for the young
man I saw along the street, four or \
five young men with him, in front of a !
grogshop, urging him to go in, he re- j
sisting, violently resisting, until after
awhile they forced him to go in? It
was a summer night, and the door was
left open, and I saw the process. They |
held him fast, and they put the cup to ■
his lips, and they forced down the :
strong drink. What chance is there ;
for such a young man?
Surrendering to God.
Some of you, like myself, were born
in the country. And what glorious
news might these young men send
home to their parents that this after
noon they had surrendered themselves
to God and started a new life! I know
how it is in the country. The night
comes on. The cattle stand under the
rack, through which burst the trusses
of hay. The horses have just frisked
up from the meadow brook at the
nightfall and stand knee deep in the
bright straw that invites them to lie
down and rest. The perch of the
hovel is full of fowl, their feet warm
under their feathers. When the nights
get cold, the flames clap their hands
above the great back log and shake the
i shadow’ of the group up and down the
wall. Father and mother sit there for
| half an hour saying nothing. I wonder
what they are thinking of? After
! awhile the father breaks the silence
and says, '‘Well, I wonder where our
; boy is in town tonight?” And the
I mother answers: “In no bad place, I
warrant you. We always could trust
I him when he was at home, and since
he has been away there have been so
many prayers offered for him we can
trust him still." Then at 8 or 9 o’clock
Just before they retire, for they go
early to bed, they kneel down and
commend you to that God who watches
in country and In town, on the land
and on the sea.
Some one said to a Grecian general.
"What was the proudest moment of
your life?" lie thought a moment and
said, "The proudest moment was <-hen
I sent word home to my parents that I
had gained the victory." And the glad
dest and most brilliant moment in
your life will be the moment when you
can send word to your parents that
you have conquered the evil habits by
the grace of God and become eternal
victor.
Honor to Parents,
God pity the young man who has
brought disgrace on his father's name!
God pity the young man who has
broken his mother's heart! Better that
he had never been born. Better if In
the first hour of his life, instead of be
ing laid against the warm bosom of
maternal tenderness, he had been cof
fined and sepulchered. There is no
balm powerful enough to heai the heart
of one who lias brought parents to a
sorrowful grave and who wanders
about through the dismal cemetery
rending the air and wringing the hands
and crying, "Mother, mother!” Oh,
that today, by all the memories of the
past and by all the hopes of the future,
you would yield your heart to Godi
May your father’s God nnd your moth
er’s God be your God forever!
This hour the door of mercy swings
wide open. Hesitate not a moment. In
many a case hesitation is the loss of
ail. At the corner of a street I saw a
tragedy. A young man evidently
doubted as to which direction he had
better take. Ills hat was lifted high
enough so you could see he had an
intelligent forehead. He had a stout
chest and a robust development. Splen
did young man! Cultured young man!
Honored young man! Why did he
stop there while so many were going
up and down? The fact is that every
young man has a good angel and a bad
angel contending for the mastery of
his spirit, and there was a good angel
and a bad angel struggling with that
young man’s soul at the corner of the
street. “Come with me,” said the good
angel. ‘ I will take you home. I will
spread my wings over your pillow. I
will lovingly escort you all through
life under supernatural protection. I
will bless every cup you drink out of,
every couch you rest on, every door
way you enter. I will consecrate your
tears when you weep, your sweat when
you toil, and at the last I will hand
over your grave Into the hand of the
bright angel of a Christian resurrec
tion. 1 have been sent of the Lord to
be your guardian spirit. Come with
me,” said the good angel In a voice of
unearthly symphony. It was music like
that which drops from a lute of heaven
when a seraph breathes on It.
“Oh, no,” said the bad angel. "Come
with me. I have something better to
offer. The wines I pour are from chal
ices of bewitching carousal. The dance
I lead is over floors tessellated with
unrestrained indulgence. There is no
God to frown on the temples of sin
where I worship. The skies are Ital
ian. The paths I tread are through
meadows daisied and primrosed. Come
with me!”
ITmltntion In Ruin.
The young man hesitated at a time
when hesitattlon was ruin, and the bad
angel smote the good angel until It de
parted, spreading wings through the
starlight, upward and away, until a
door swung open in the sky and for
ever the wings vanished. That was
the turning point in that young man’s
history, for, the good angel flown, he
hesitated no longer, but started on a
pathway which is beautiful at the
opening, but blasted at last. The bad
angel led the way through gate after
gate, and at each gate the road became
rougher and the sky more lurid, and,
what was peculiar, as the gate slam
med shut It came to with a jar that
indicated it would never open. Past
each portal there was a grinding of
locks and a shoving of the bolts, and
the scenery on each side the road
changed from gardens to deserts, and
the June air became a cutting Decem
ber blast, and the bright wings of the
bad angel turned to sackcloth, and the
fountains that at the start had tossed
with wine poured forth bubbling tears
of foaming blood, and on the right side
of the road there was a serpent, and
the man said to the bad angel, “What
is that serpent?" And the answer was,
“That Is the serpent of stinging re
morse." On the left side of the road
there was a lion, and the man asked
the bad angel, “What is that Hon?”
The answer was, “That Is the Hon of
all devouring despair.” A vulture flew
through the sky, and the man asked
the bad angel, “What Is that vul
ture?" The answer was, “That Is the
vulture waiting for the carcasses of
tne slain.
And when the man said to the bad
angel, "What does all this mean? I
trusted in what you said at the street
corner; I trusted it all. Why have
you thus deceived me?” Then the last
deception fell oft the charmer and he
said: "I was sent from the pit to de
stroy your soul. I watched my chance
for many a long year. When you hes
itated that night at the street corner 1
gained my triumph. Now you are
here. Ha, ha! You are here! Como,
now, let us fill the chalice and drink
to darkness and woe and death. Hail,
hail!”
Oh, young man, will the good angel
sent forth by Christ or the bad angel
sent forth by sin get the victory ovei
your soul? Their wings are inter
locked this moment above you, era
tending for your soul, as above th«
Apennines eagle and condor fight In
midsky. This hour decides eternal des
tinies.
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.
LESSON VIII., NOV. 24. ISAIAH V:
8-30.
Golden Text—Woe Unto Them That
Are Mighty to Drink Wine—Isa. 0:82
—World’s Temperanco Lesson—Tara bio
of the Vineyard.
I. “Covetousness."—Vs. 8-Id. Covetous
ness leads to the selling of strong drink,
to renting buildings for saloons and gam
bling dens. Kven members of the church
disgrace their profession and their Mas
ter by doing this. Officials take bribes,
and policemen protect crime and saloons
for money In some cities. Nothing but the
love of money could Induce men to enter
upon the degrading business of selling
liquor. In his beautiful Deserted Village,
Goldsmith says:
“111 fares tho land, to hastening lUs a
prey,
Where wealth accumulates and men de
cay."
II. “The Tyranny of Strong Drink.”—
V, 11. “Woe unto them.” Not a wish, but
a warning; not vengeance, but a plain
statement of fact. “That rise up early In
the morning." The first thing they think
of, the first and rtiost urgent business of
the day. Is “More strong drink." “They
are already gone Into captivity" fv. 13).
“That they may follow strong drink."
They do not wait for Its fumes to tempt
them, but seek the tempter.
IIT. “The Angels of Social Life Are
Transformed into Demons.”—V. 12. “And
the harp, and the viol." The latter word,
generally rendered “psaltery," was a
stringed Instrument played with the fin
gers, perhaps a lyre, perhaps a dulcimer.
“Tabret." Tambourine or timbrel. “Pipe."
Flute. All the powers of music, and feast
ing, nnd social life are Joined to embrace
the enchanting anil attracting power of
strong drink. Here lies one of the great
est dangers of intemperance.
IV. "Deadness of the Moral Nature.”—
V. 12. "They regard not the work of tho
Lord.” They will not look around them
nnd see whnt God Is doing to save them,
nor the punishment he sends upon those
who continue In their course. Warnings
are on every hand, but they will not no
tice them. Strong drink Is an opiate to
the conscience, nnd blinds the eyes to tho
law of God.
V. “Chains and Captivity."—V. 13. “My
people are gone Into captivity." The north
ern kingdom was carried captive by the
Assyrians while Isaiah was preaching to
Judah. This was a warning they should
have taken to heart. The Intemperate be
come the slavrs of appetite, driven into
all excesses and crimes by their taskmas
VI. "Ignorance.”—"Because they have no
knowledge," which they might have pos
sessed They were wilfully Ignorant. They
learned nothing from observation or ex
perience. They were very dull scholars
In God’s school. Illustration. The Co
manche Indians rail whisky "foolish
water." "Maw-way, a prominent Co
manche chief, was arrested, with six other
Indlnns, In New Mexico, In 1868. and sent
to Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. On his re
turn he gave to some of his people a
graphic description of his trip.
VII. "Poverty.”—"Their honorable men.”
"The margins enll attention to the form of
the Hebrew, 'Their glory arc men of fam
ine.' The distinguished men of a country
are Its glory." "Their multitude." "The
masses, as compared with the distin
guished men. The distinguished and the
undistinguished alike suffer from famine
and from thirst."—Prof. W. P. Beecher.
VIII. "Death and Destruction." Vs, 14-17.
14. "Therefore hell (Sheol. the plaee of the
dead) hath enlarged herBolf," because so
many more perish through Intemperance,
who would have otherwise continued to
live many years. “And opened her mouth."
Like some monster ravenous to destroy,
or ns the earth opened In an earthquake
to swallow up Dathnn and Ablram (Num.
16:30-32). "And their glory," etc. Every
good Is ruined by Intemperance. Great
men, great causes, great ideas, great vir
tues, everything that makes the glory of a
nation, have an Invetcrute enemy In intox
icating liquors.
IX. "Intensity of the Appetite and De
sire."—V. 18. "Thatdrawlnlqulty with cords
of vanity," such as false reasoning, decep
tive excuses. "With a cart rope.” So strong
Is their desire for forbidden things that
only the strength of a cart rope can ex
press It. "They are magnets drawing ev
ery sort of sin toward themselves; or a
vast maelstrom Into which all sorts of
wickedness are sucked down."—Cowles.
Illustration. Linnaeus said of alcohol
that. "Man sinks gradually by this fell
poison: first he favors It. then he warms
to It, then he burns for It, then he la con
sumed by It.”
X. "Defiance of God and Ills Laws.”—V.
18. "Let him (God) make speed." Let God
come to punish us If he will; who fears?
Expressing utter unbelief In God's threats.
They do not believe that the evil threat
ened will ever come. They are the fools
dscrlbed In Prov. 1:24, 25. “This figure of
sinners Jeering at the approach of a ca
lamity. while they actually wear the har
ness of Its carriage, is very striking.”—
George Adam Smith.
XI. "Distorted Views of Right and
Wrong."—V. 20. “Call evil good.” They bap
tize wickedness with good names. They
advocate the cause of strong drink as pro
moting temperance and liberty. They do
not say, “spirit of wine, thy name is
devlt," but thy name Is Joy. pleasure,
prosperity, life. People will sell liquor,
and let their buildings for saloons; and
yet not seem conscious of sin.
XII. "Self-Concelt."-V.21. "Wise In their
own eyes." Wine makes people self-confi
dent. The drunkard Is often the last per
son to know how much he is under the
power of liquor. He thinks he Is safe
when all his friends know that he is on
the brink of a precipice.
XIII. “Tendency to Excess."—V. 22.
"Mighty to drink wine." The habit grows
by indulgence. They are heroes of the wine
drinking. They aro heroes of the wiru>
cup. But the cup Is mightier than they.
XIV. "Dishonesty, Bribery.'"—V. 23.
“Which Justify the wicked for reward."
Who for the sake of votes, or money, or
Influence, give wrong judgments in court,
help the wicked to escape Justice, make
bad laws. "Take away the righteousness,"'
etc. Deprive men of their Just rights for
the suke of bribes.
"The Results," vs. 24-30, are compared to
a devouring flame, and to a devastating
army, "whose arrows are sharp," and
"their wheels like a whirlwind,” the sound
jf their coming like “the roaring of a
Uon," und "like the roaring of the aea.“
Last Year’s Output of Pennies.
At the United States mint 66,838.700
bronze cents were coined last year—a
larger number than was produced dur
ing any previous twelvemonta.
ODDS AND ENDS.
A pretty stick pin is a moonstone
In the shape of a sphere set in a small
claw.
White pine when green weighs 34.62
pounds to the square foot; when sea
soned, 29.56.
Oats are cultivated in a corner of
the Boston common, where grass
I would not grow.
A careless proofreader on the Well
ington (Kas.) Journal let “society
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