izzn.
By JOHN R. rtUJSICK,
Authar of “Myttarleua Mr. Howard,” “Tb*
Park Stranger,” “Charlie Alleudala'a
Double,” Etc.
OepTTlgU. 1817, by Robebt Bobeeb’i Bob*.
All rtchu raearrad.
CHAPTER XIV.—(Continued.)
The fellow set off at a lively pace
on his snowshoes and in an hour and
a half was hack, saying:
"They bo not there.”
“What d'ye mean?” asked Kate.
‘Gone.”
”What is gone?”
“Camp.
“Where?”
“Dun know,” and he shrugged his
shoulders again.
She was nor-plussed, and In fact
frightened.
“Gone!” she whispered, half aloud.
“Gone and left me alone with this
rick man in this wilderness! Gone,
and with that poor child. Why. I
can’t hardly believe it, and yet my
heart has always told me th’ rascal
was a villain. Oh, Laura, Laura!
where are you now, my poor child?”
she began to sob. "I promised ye 1 d
stay by ye through thick an’ thin,
an’ I’ve gone an’ lied to ye. That ras
cal put this poor 3ick man off on me,
an’ what could I do?”
In her helpless rage she looked
about for some object to vent her
wrath upon, and seeing Horsa Cum
mins emerging from the small tent
in which he had slept, she rushed at
him like a virago, crying:
"You red headed thief, where Is yer
master? I say, where is yer master?
Speak or I’ll chuck yer head in the
snow an’ hold it there till ye
smother.”
With a look of surprise he said:
“Why, I did not know he had gone.”
“He is, and took my little friend
with him.”
“Well, that is strange; that heats
anything 1 ever heard! What can he
k mean?”
I “I don’t know, but there is some
mischief in it. and I’ll he bound you
are at the bottom o’ it."
“Why, my dear good woman, you
do me a very great injustice.'' began
Cummins with mock humility.
"l ook here!” she yelled. “Don’t
ye come none o' yer monkey-doodle
business around me, for I won't stand
I it. Rack out an’ find that good-for
nuthin' master o’ yours, and tell him
i t’ bring that girl back or I’ll make
Alaska so hot for you the icebergs
will melt!’’
With this threat Kate turned and
en'ered the shanty.
“That woman’s a regular she tiger!"
growled Cummins, as he walked over
the hill. Once out of her sight he sat
tdown in the snow to think the matter
over. “Blame me if she ain’t a per
fect devil of a woman. The boss has
put a hard job on me. She knows l
had a hand la it. Now the youngster
don’t show any signs o’ dyin’ very
fast. 1 wish he would, but he don’t.
WWhat am I to do with this tiger cat?
She’ll snatch my eyes out if 1 go
back.”
Meanwhile Kate went into the small
shar.ty. vowing she would have har
mony or know the reason. Her pa
tient was wide awake, his great, dark
brown eyes on the door. For the first
time Kate realized that he was a
young man and quite handsome.
“Were you talking to some one out
there?” he asked.
“Yes; I was just a-layin’ one o’
them triflin’ critters for not attendin’
to his work. 1 give him a piece of
my mind and I reckon after this he’ll
know what’s what!” Kate declared.
“Don’t your people agree?”
“Yes; all agree with each other, but
rone don’t agree with me. They go
do things without askin’ me or con
sultin’ me a bit more’n if I was a
block o’ stone, and had no more
sonse’n a Kansas badger.”
Paul, who telt considerably strong
er, raised himself on his elbow and
asked;
"What have they none, my goou
friend, without consulting you?”
"Pulled up stakes an' gone! Yes,
gone, an' not left a sled nor dog to
foller ’em with. I don’t keer so much
so fur as I’m concerned, but that poor
child all alone with that man; and
i she told me with her own mouth she
mistrusted him, and l said I’d stand
by her, and. like a lunk head, let ’em
side-track me off here and then ho
slopes an' takes the pore little thing
with him! Oh, It makes me hot; but
I'll have harmony yIt; see if I don't!”
"What do you mean, my good wo
man?” Paul asked in amazement.
-Who is this man that deceived you?”
"That scamp from Fresno called
Lackland!”
"Lackland from Fresno!” The pa
tient started up in bed staring at her.
"Who is the poor young thing he
took away—the girl?" asked the pa
tient, seizing her arm in a vice-like
grip
"Laua Kean.”
With a wild shriek he leaped half
dressed from the bed and rushed from
the chanty.
CHAPTER XV.
The Old Man of the Mountains.
Long after day had dawned the lit
tle train of porter Indians, dogs and
6!eds continued their way over the
snow! Laura protested against this
reparation from her friend, but It was
ail iu v»in.
When the tents wee pitched Laura
Ttet Lackland and asked;
W "Where Is my companion, Kate Wil
V Us from whom you promised l should
not be separated?”
"She Is back with the sick man,
answered. "It >vna our */ish to
I bring her. but the storm ramo np so
sudden that we had no time to send
for her."
“Can you not do It now?"
He shook his head and Baid the
avalanche had fallen in the pass be
hind them and they were completely
snut in where there were.
“Will there be no escape?" she
asjied.
"Not until spring unless we can
cut our way through.”
Laura went to her tent and wept.
She realized how helpless she was
and began to distrust the man who
professed to he her friend.
“Oh, God," she groaned, "to Thee
alone can i cow appeal for help! 1
need expect none from these men."
Mr. Lackland seemed very much
distressed that she was cut off from
her female companion, and selected
four men to go back, as he said, and
bring her over the fallen avalanche
if possible. The four selected were
Ben Allen, Morris, Ned Padgett and
Tom Ambrose. When Lackland took
them apart, to give his final instruc
tions, he said:
"Take the woman and wounded man
back to Skaguay.”
"What! An’ have him hang us for
holdin’ him prisoner in the moun
tains?" asked Allen.
"But he is insane. You are four
witnesses to one.”
Ned shrugged his shoulders and
muttered something about never want
ing to see Skaguay. especially while
their late prisoner lived.
“Very well, then, start with them
toward Skaguay, hut don't reach the
place. Become lost. You understand
how to do that. At least he must
not know anything of the young wo
man here, and she must have no
knowledge that Paul Miller is alive.”
His final instructions were so clear
and imperative there could he no pos
sible mistaking them, and when he
had finished they took their departure.
The story about the avalanche fall
ing in their rear and blocking up the
way was all a clever invention on the
part of Mr. Lackland.
Lackland went to Lauras tent, his
white face wearing a careworn and
troubled look. The lines of his fea
tures seemed more deeply drawn and
bis face was expressive of the great
est concern.
“Laura—Miss Kean,” he began, in
his cautious, considerate manner, "I
hope you will believe me when 1 say
that this lamentable accident causes
me unaccountable annoyance on your
account. When awakened in the
night with the intelligence that a
storm was coming and the pass would
be impassable, I decided that for you
1 must act at once. If we were aboard
a sinking ship and 1 should rescue you
and take you ashore, would you deem
it an act of hostility because 1 did
not wait for some companion of
yours?”
She bowed her head and was silent.
In argument, the subtle villain al
ways beat her, but when left to her
self to con over what he had said and
commune with her own heart, she in
stinctively felt the man was a villain.
Intuition, or whatever you may choose
to call it, told Laura her lover lived.
She was conscious of his presence
somewhere in this vast world, and
felt as instinctively drawn to him
as the needle to the magnet.
Days passed and the small party
was still in the valley, hemmed in
by the mountains and eternal snows.
Lackland made frequent visits to
Laura after despatching the four men
to give an account of their progress
in cutting their way through the pass.
“Laura,” he said, in a low gentle
tone, which would have thrilled any
other woman, “I have tried to hope
against hope for your sake. I have
tried to believe your lover lived, but
1 must yield to facts. All this jour
ney. hardship and suffering, this
passing the winter in an Alaskan
wilderness is to no purpose.”
"Is it r.ot?”
“Laura, are you very strong?”
She gave him a swift, wild look—an
imploring glance and gasped:
"What do you mean.'
"Can you bear a great shock?”
“What shock—what is it—speak out.
I beseech you!”
"Paul is dead!”
"It is false!”
“It is true!”
“What evidence have you?”
"The evidence of men who saw him
die. Pe died three weeks ago!”
His face was so white, he expressed
such concern, that she was strongly
impressed with his manner, yet she
cried:
"What you say can't he true! My
heart tells me he lives.”
Nevertheless, her eyes grew dim
with tears, which trickled adown her
damask cheeks. Lackland, for sev
eral moments overcome with his own
emotions, at last said:
"Laura, it's your noble, sanguine na
ture—which I admire—that makes you
hope against hope. But, alas! it Is
useless for you to feed yourself on
hopes longer. I know it must be true,
for men whose word 1 cannot doubt
tell me, and it must be true. But
Laura, whatever may happen, believe
me. I will ever be your friend. Let me
weep with you over your loss!”
• Don't, don't talk so! You frighten
mo!” she gasped.
"Frighten you. darling?" he whiep
ered. "Frighten you? Oh, If you
knew the pangs of this heart—if you
only knew how tenderly devoted I am
to you: if you only knew how willingly
1 would change places and lie in the
unknown mountain tomb until the
sounding of that groat trump which
shall wake the dead, you would not
have the least cause for fear."
“Hush—hush! Don’t talk so!”
She was stunned and confused by
his impassioned speech. Poor girl,
alone in an unknown forest, wit^ a
madman- -co wonder she was fright
ened.
She had started up from the camp
stool and taken a step toward the
door of the tent as if she would fly,
but he quickly put himself before her
and said:
"No, no; don’t leave me, dearest, J
will not harm you. 1 will not touch
you. 1 only want to say one word.
When convinced our poor, dear Paul
is no more, will you, oh, will you look
with more favor on my suit?’’
She found her voice now. The
words—the stinging Insult fired her
soul—and in a voice in which grief,
rage and disgust were strangely
blended, she cried:
"No, no—a thousand times no! If
it was for this you have followed me
across the ocean and wilderness you
can go—yes. go! I will have no more
to say to you—go!”
Drawing herself uy» to her full
height, with all the scorn which an in
jured soul can depict in a handsome
face, she pointed toward the door of
the tent. Unable to stand before the
proud, defiant creature whom he had
in his grasp, he started toward the
door of the tent, when one of the
strangest figures either had ever seen,
entered.
It was a man fully fifty years of age,
his long, white hair and beard evident
ly many years strangers to cither
razors, scissors, combs or brushes. In
his hand the old man carried a Win
chester rifle, the butt of which he
placed on the ground, while he leaned
on the muzzle, and fixed his curious
eyes on the man before him. So
piercing was that glance that it
seemed to penetrate the very soul of
the scoundrel.
The old man might have been taken
for a Rip Van Winkle, but for the fact
that his arms were all of the latest
improvement. Advancing a pace or
two and pausing, he leaned on his
ride, glancing from first one and then
the other, but uttered not a word.
After a moment’s amazed silenco
Lackland gasped:
"Who In Satan’s name are you
"The old man of the mountains,”
was the answer, in a low husky voice,
which seemed to chill the blood in the
veins of the rascally Lackland. There
was firmness in the voice, a steady
gleam in the eye, which indicated ho
had met a man whom it would not
do to trifle with.
“Where did you come from?” asked
Lackland, quaking.
"From the mountain,” was the an
swer.
"Wiiat are you doing here?”
Without paying any heed to him, the
old man of the mountains, none other
than our hermit friend, the captain,
turned hiB eyes upon Laura and
asked:
“Are you going to the Klondyke?”
“I was going,” she answered.
"And alone?”
“A woman companion was with me,
but she remained back on the trail
twenty-five miles, and an avalanche
has filled the trail, so she cannot
come.”
“There has been no avalanche,” the
old man answered, in his deep voice;
“There has been no avalanche!”
She quickly fastened her gaze upon
the face of Lackland, who began to
retreat toward the door.
“So you have deceived me, mon
ster!” she began.
“If you listen to that old fool you
will believe anything. He is crazy!”
cried Lackland, and darted from the
tent, leaving Laura alone with the old
man of the mountains.
CHAPTER XVI.
Driven to Desperate Straits.
Once outside the tent. Lackland was
like one dazed and confused. He saw
a figure coming toward him and recog
nized it as one of his men. He hur
ried toward him, saying:
"Cummins, you have come at last?”
“Yes; they relieved me and told
me to report here. Right glad I am
of it, too, for if over there was a fiend
in woman form it’s that tarmagant
down there.”
(To be continued.)
LONG LIFE AND A MERRY ONE
Strenuous Americans Outlive the In
dolent Africans.
It seems that we are all wrong
aljout the hurtful and life-shortening
effect of American “hustle.” Our na
tional motto may be said to have been
“A short life, but a strenuous oat*.'1
We were willing, as a people, to have
the span shortened a little if only
we could have something worth while,
something active and effective, going
all the time. But it seems, according
to the latest bulletin of the census
bureau, that the last life is also the
long one; says Harper’s Weekly. Our
"median age”—that is, the age which
is such that half the population is
under it and half over it—is more
than seven years greater than it was
a century ago, and increases from dec
ade to deeade. We are surpassing
easy-going foreign countries in this
i respect; we are surpassing even the
loose-jointed, Indolent, beautifully re
laxed, never-worrying African in our
midst; for whereas the median age of
our American whites is 23.4 years,
that of the devil-may-care colored per
son is but 18.3. Lately much confu
sion has arisen in the minds of many
Americans over the statement made
by certain eminent neurologists that
it is next to impossible for a man to
"overwork,” provided his bodily func
tions are kept in good order by tem
perate and wholesome living. Other
physicians, to be sure, tel! us that
hurry and worry spell death. We had
accepted Ihe latter judgment, with the
qualifying reflection that, no matter
what science tells us. it always seems
to have “another think coming.” This
census bulletin which links the long
life with the fast one appears to b»
the other "think.”
FIRM ON THE TARIFF.
SPEECHES BY SENATORS HANNA.
FORAKER AND LODGE.
"Stand Pat!" Says Hanna, While For
aker and Lodge Are Equally Strenu
ous in Deprecating Any and All
Interference With the Dinglcy Law.
"My friends, I have only a few
words to say to you this afternoon, for
1 have to be with you all the fall. A
year ago it was my privilege to at
tend the opening of the Republican
campaign, and after looking over the
situation I came to the conclusion that
I should give you a piece of advice,
‘Let well enough alone.' That was
the whole chapter, that was all there
was in the campaign. Today I say,
‘Stand pat.’ You are not on the de
fensive in Ohio or anywhere else in
the United States or in the Philip
pines.
“Now we have come to the proposi
tion that there is need for a revision
of the tariff. I believe the tariff is
good enough as it is.
"If the time shall come when the
tariff needs revision it will be done
by the men who made the tariff, and
if the men whose wisdom contributed
to its construction see that conditions
require a change they w ill make it. If
I am asked by a man to change the
tariff I always inquire of him if it is
necessary lo charge it, and if ho
thinks it is, I ask him why it is neces
sary, and if we start, out to ehange it
where shall we begin? There are too
majiy interests involved to change
the tariff.”—Senator Hanna at Akron,
Sept. 27.
Senator Foraker at Akron, sept. u.
“They are not in any proper sense
of the word a party question, and
they never can bo made so. For this
reason I would ordinarily devote but
little time to them. But the refusal of
Speaker Henderson to be a candidate
for re-election because of the attitude
toward them of some Republicans in
his district has brought the whole
subject to the attention of the Ameri
can people In such a way as to make
apology for a few plain words un
necessary.
“In the first place, trusts did not
originate here, as a result of the tar
iff, but in England and European
countries where they have free trade
and where they had trusts of every
character long before they became
common in America, and where to-nay
they are more numerous than they are
in the United Staees. In the next
place, what to-day are called trusts
generally are nothing more than large
corporations, engaged, as a rule, in
perfectly legitimate business, and as
such they are but a natural evolution
of modern industrial conditions. Demo
crats and Republicans alike promote
them, organize them, hold stock In
them, conduct them, and share in
their benefits and advantages. They
exist because there is a demand for
them; not a political but a business
demand.
“They have become a feature of
modern business conditions the world
over, and In consequence they are a
special necessity here in the United
States, where we are compelled to in
vade and capture foreign markets or
slacken the pace at which we are
going in (he employment of labor and
the development of our resources. The
Republican party recognizing this fact
will correct evils and prevent and
punish abuses; but It will not ham
string the business of the country to
please Mr. Bryan or anybody else.
While it remains a power it will
continue, on the contrary, to Inaugu
rate and uphold policies that will give
employment to both labor and capital
alike, remembering that both must
flourish or neither can.'
Senator Lodge at Boston, Sept. 27.
The burden of Senator Lodge’s
speech was that the tariff should not
be tampered with at this time. He
said that an attempt to revise the
tarifT now would be to injure the busi
ness interests of the country to a de
gree that could not possibly be com
pensated lor. He Mmmeo me mng
ley tariff bill was not a perfect law,
but said that much of our present
prosperity was due to it.
Touching upon the duties on hides
in that law'. Senator Lodge said that
he and his colleague. Senator Hoar,
permitted it to be incorporated into
the bill only under extreme-pressure.
The Massachusetts senators were forc
ed to the alternative of subjecting
hides to a duty or of causing the de
feat of the whole bill.
They had chosen the broader
course, understanding perfectly well
that their decision adversely affected
the shoe manufacturing industry of
New England. But in doing that they
had assisted New England and the
country at large in attaining a general
prosperity. It was pimply a case of
the greatest good for the greatest
number.
Mr. Lodge was not optimistic re
garding the advantages to be gained
by this country in reciprocity with
Canada. The question resolved itself
down mainly to one of coal. Under
reciprocity we would send Canada
good coal and she would send us poor
coal. Again, reciprocity would give
Canada an added market of 80,000,000
persons, while it would give 11s an
additional market of only 5,000,000
persons.
He said that the form of reciproc
ity advocated by Blaine and McKinley
of necessity ha3 a limited scope. He
referred to the Argentina treaty,
which would benefit New England,
but which is strenuously opposed by
the cattle raisers of the west and the
wool growers of Ohio.
A tariff treaty with France could
not he accepted by the United States
on the basis proposed, for the reason
that this country would be giving
France preferential rates, while our
poods would be forced to go into
France precisely thp same as those for
any other country. France discrimi
nate;; against the United States, and
that fact must be taken into account
in any treaty relations between the
two countries.
Dealing more specifically with tariff
revision. Senator ixulge said that
there could he no sectional legislation.
In other words. New England could
not insist on tariff revision for its par
ticular section without sacrificing
much more than could possibly be
gained.
Senator Lodge ended by saying that
the Republican party could be trusted
to effect tariff revision w-hen condi
tions warranted such changes, and
that when that time came the tariff
would not be revised on free trade or
sectional lines.
Beginning of the Experiment.
End of the Experiment.
“Sometimes a great conflagration
may be started by a very little
match.”—Ex-Speaker Thomas R
Reed.
Free Trade and Free Riot.
The book issued by the Democratic
Congressional Committee for the in
spiration of that party’s speakers and
the instruction of the voters in the
present campaign contains 377 pages
almost entirely devoted to two sub
jects.
About one-third of the volume is
filled with censures of the American
army’s conduct in the Philippines
The remainder is chiefly devoted tc
denunciation of the policy of protec
tion to home industries. Reciprocity
is described as a humbug and worse
than protection.
The head and front of the army’s
offending, from the viewpoint of the
Democratic authors of this book, evi
dently is that it. put down lawless
ness and restored peace and order in
the islands.
The Democratic substitute for this
policy is, of course, that we shall
leave the islands at once and permit
their people to resume those throat
cutting diversions which we sc
cruelly Interrupted.
Because, wniie the American peo
pie have prospered under the protec
tive policy as never before in their
history, trusts have also flourished
these Democratic leaders would abol
ish protection out of hand and sub
stitute for it absolute free trade.
“Free trade,” they observe, “would
open our markets to benefit our own
country.” Free trade is their remedj
for trusts and all the ills they ascribe
to protection. Free trade with all the
world is the goal they set for tht
nation and to which they promise the
Democratic party will lead.
The American people have had.
however, considerable experience ol
the Democratic policies of free trade
and free riot, and do not care foi
any more.—Chicago Inter Ocean.
The Farmer's Way.
It is rather noticeable that the
Democratic papers are not resorting
this year to their time honored cub
tom of telling the honest farmer that
he is the victim of Republican mis
rule. Things have come the farmer’s
way so directly during the present
administration of affairs that the old
Democratic wail would be worse than
a poor joke. His lands have increas
ed. in value more than twenty-five pei
cent, and everything the farm pro
duces sells at prices far in advance of
those offered in the days of Grovet
the Good. The Indiana farmers are
also in favor of letting good enough
alor.e.—Terre Haute Tribune,
Invariably.
The great trouble is, tariff reform,
as it is called, has been attended with
disastrous results—Clyde (Kan.) Her-]
aid. |
HIE SUNDAY SCHOOL.
-ESSON VI, NOV. 9- JOSHUA 24:14
25—JOSHUA S PARTING ADVICE.
3older> Text—“Choose You This Day
Whom Ye Will Serve”—Joshua
24:15—The Decisive Choice of the
People.
I. A Glance over the First Quarter of
a Century.—Seven Years of Warfare. The
tonquest of the country took nearly sev
m years, not of uninterrupted warfare.
Out of wars Intermingled with culti
vating the fields and making homes and
becoming citizens. Recall the events of
the previous lessons.
The return of the eastern soldiers be
longing to the two and a half tribes
which settled east of the Jordan. They
had doubtless individually returned to
visit their families, or been relieved by
Dther detachments. Now as an army
they returned home with great riches
and spoils. On reaching home they were
to divide their gains with those who re
mained ut home. So David, four hundred
years later, gave those who remained to
guard the baggage an equal share with
those who fought the battle. Those who
deny themselves to support ministers
and missionaries are entitled to partake
of the reward of their labors and shall,
with those "who turn many unto right
eousness,” "shine as the brightness of
the firmament and as the stars forever
and ever." It is necessary that some
should "abide by the stuff"; should car
ry on the business of the world, and do
its work; and if they are devoted heart
and soul to the Lord, and gather In or
der that they may sustain the soldiers
of the cross in the field, both together
shall sing the songs and wear the
crowns of victory.
II. The Assembly at Shechem.—The
last two chapters of Joshua are either
two different reports of the same ad
dress. as represented In the Polychrome
Hlble; or they are two similar addresses
on the same great occuslon to different
audiences, the first to a mass meeting of
the people, and the second to the officers
and judges of all the tribes assembled
at Sliechem, probably on the sloping
sides of Mount Kbal and Gerlzim, where
they had gathered twenty-five yours be
fore, on their first entrance into tho
Promised Land, and made the most sol
emn promises to God. Joshua had been
watching the tendencies of the times,
and knew well the character of his peo
ple, and the peculiar dangers to which
they would lie exposed. Therefore ho
determined to make, before he died, one
more appeal to them, under the most
solemn circumstances possible.
Ill 1_. t.’„ ..11 i NT,.
14-21. First. A Review of the Past as a
Motive for the Present (vs. 1-13). L God's
call to Abraham from idolatry, and his
guiding care over him.
2. God's dealings with the patrlurehs,
and their discipline In Egypt.
3. The signs und wonders God wrought
against Pluiraoh in order to deliver his
people.
4. The marvelous deliverance through
the Red Sea.
0. Victory over the Amorttes.
6. Ralaam’s curse changed Into a bless
ing.
7. The crossing of Jordan at flood
tide.
8. The capture of Jericho.
9. Many victories.
10. The strange victory over two kings
of the Amorltes, "not with thy sword,
nor with thy bow," but with hornets.
God has many ways of accomplishing
his ends. One was by these Insects. As
an Illustration of what can be done by
hornets, we have the account of Sir
Dlghton Probyn, commander of n cele
brated regiment during the Sepoy mu
tiny in India, sending out his troopers to
scour the w-oods, to learn the position of
the enemy. From his position on high
ground he noticed that a panic had set
It, and the men were spurring their
horses in hurried retreat. He thought
the enemy was upon them In large force.
But In fact they were attacked by clouds
of wasps and hornets, and these defeat
ed one of the very best of the British
regiments.
Note 1. The lamp of the past is the
best light on the present. We know what
God will do by what he has done. David's
victory over the lion and the bear gave
him hope of victory over the giant Go
liath of Goth. Every victory over Christ's
enemies is the assurance of his final
triumph.
Note 2. This review was an appeal to
gratitude and love. Everything they pos
sessed wus God's gift to them. God had
abounded In expressions of his peculiar
care over them. Therefore the least they
could do In return wus to love and obey
the Giver of all.
Second. A Call for a Full. Manly, De
cisive Stand on the Lord's Side (vs. 14,
15). 14. Now therefore. In view of these
facts, fear the Lord. Not be In terror
before him, nor driven from him by
fright, but hold him In reverential awe
and respect, realise his power to help
and to punish, so as to devote yourselves
to him In perfect trust. There can be no
trifling Serve him In sincerity and In
truth. Not In outward form merely, but
also In the heurt and the life (John 4:
23 , 24i, and not with a secret regard for
Images, but giving him a worship spir
itual and real. Sincerity la derived from
sine cera "without wax.” 1. e.. pure, clear
honey. Sincerity Is therefore freedom
from all' wrong motives or feelings, from
hypocrisy or pretense. The idea, says
Professor Beecher, is rather of whole
ness, Integrity, than sincerity. Serve God
completely, to the utmost. Put away
the gods which your father served. We
thus learn that idolatry lurked among
the Israelites, and that it was thut form
of Idolatry which had been known in the
family. Terah of old (v. 2). On the other
side of the (lood, 1. e., of the river Eu
phrates, whence Abraham came. And
serve ye the Lord. The real object of
Joshua was to renew and copflrm the
covenant which had already been mude
with God. They should serve God by
worship, by obedience, by trust, by re
moving nil remnants of Idolatry, offer
ings In support of religion and educa
tion, by a pure, noble, generous, loving
life.
Illustration. Webster’s words on Bun
ker Hill. "That motionless shaft will be
the most powerful of speakers. Its speech
will be of civil and religious liberty. It
will speak of patriotism and courage. It
will speak of the moral improvement
and elevation of mankind. Decrepit age
will lean against its base, and ingenuous
youth gather around It. speak to each
other of the glorious events with which
it Is connected, and exclaim, ‘Thank God,
l also am an American.' "
Duty of the Hour.
Our duty to put on the harness was
never so great as to-day. that we may
plant the religion of love on the basis
of the higher philosophy of observa
tion and experience, the basis upon
which must rest all permanent and all
future forces of society. It is the form
of religion which harmonizes beat
with the advancing civilization of this
country. It Is the true republicanism
of Christianity, recommending to all
nations liberty, justice and love.—Dr.
Harris.