“Tke angel opened forth her roll, and sang: ‘Behold ! He hath arisen !’ ” and the song Swept mountain, moor, and silent sea, and ra Within the black tents on the desert sands ! Then all things beautiful in earth awoke— The wayside flower smiled, and loving hands Sought, lovingly, to do some loving deed! Behold ! He hath arisen !—and we know There is no death ! He calls us, and we go ! 1 JESSICAS LILY Jessica had a dream. Often oi a Sunday morning. when she sat in etureh with her great blue eyes fixed uo Steadfastly on the minister's lace, slip was dreaming it. H was to have a lily to care for and love until it grew to he tall and graceful with a beautiful white ldos r.mi on to;>, then with her own hands take it to church on Easter morning an t r»la* e it on the pulpit step. The morning of Jessica's birthday tiie postman left a little square box addressed to her. Inside, wrapped in many folds of tissue paper, sue found an add looking object, something like an ill-shaped onion it. layers of dried brown leaves. Outside the box, these words: “Easter lily bulb.” Then •she Knew it was a gift from the min ister, aiid that he wished her dream to come true. VVha a happy girl she was! She went to the florist's and had a pot tilled with earth, then with careful, loving liands she patted the bulb down safe in its bed of earth and set it away far back in a dark, cool closet. By and by four tiny green sacks commenced to grow on top that swelled larger ami larger, until the green case began to crack and the very night before Easter Jessica had four beautiful sweet white lilies. Now' all that remained to fulfil tlie* dream was to carr> it to church, no easy task for a little girl like Jessica, but early in the morning she started out. hugging it close in two stout, loving little arms, that often acned under their beautiful burden. Once Bho sec if down on the sidewalk to rest her arms. She pulled the paper away fioin the top and looked into the blossoms They looked to her like beautiful white, gold-throated bells She felt sure they were a set of dower chimes, and when the breeze set them swaying gently, she imag ined slip could hear the music-. But the tapping ou the window op posite was not imagination. Jessica wa. a little frightened. Then she saw the girl. won c you let me iook at it, just a minute?" Urn girl asked, in a thin, high voire. Jessica lifted the lily and carried it .-cross the street; then she braced it up against the rickety fence. "You may smell it if I can come in a minute," she said There was a cry from the girl. “Oh! granny! hurry! hurry!” and the next minute Jessica found herself in the bare little room, and the lily set on tae floor and the poor, mis shapen mite of humanity bending in awe over it. Finally site leaned back in her chair witti c'oseil eyes end said: "It must tie right, from heaven!" There was a very tender smile on Jessica’s lips as she leaned over her beloved lily ami kissed each blossom, but a tear tricked down into one golden throated cup. "I will give it to you." she said, moving it yet nearer the girl. *T guess God w ill see it here quick as he would in church.” Aftpr service Jessica and the min ister walked down the street, hand in hand, and she told him about the girl and the lily lie was silent, so silent she thought tie was offended. “I ain sorry if l did wrong." Jos sica said. "But she was so poor and sick, and—" The minister looked down at her and there were tears in his eyes, which she thought very strange in deed. "Wrong?" he said. "Why. my child, you placed that lily on the very topmost step of God's throne!” Jessica gave his hand a happy little squeeze, and her feet would skip, for the world is such a beautiful p ace wnen one's dreams come true. AN EASTER VISION It was Easter Sunday. The streets were thronged with well-dresssed poo- I pie on their way to chureh, and t ie spring air was full of the joyous sound cf bells. “What a hollow mockery!" thought one sad-faced woman as she stood I amid the worshipers in the crowded i transept. The priest stretched out his hands j toward the kneeling flock and spoke i | of the butterfly and the chrysalis, the marvel of revivified and blossoming j ; earth. Yet his words were meaning- , j less, cold and empty in t re ears of i I the sad. biack-robed woman who : j sought in vain for consolation. W. re they indeed those mansions ! of God of which the rector spoke? Had taese people fount them? Why. | then, were tney barred to her? Ah. in ! her bitterness, she doubted if she i really eared for such joys. All she yearned for was the one tender, human smile which t..ey told her was forever banished. Her heart rose up ; in a spasm of rebellion. It could nnt | be true that anything so good was j irrevocably gone. “Christ is risen—is risen from the dead!” sang the choir; but the sad and lonely woman turned and left the j church. j That afternoon she walked along country roads, through tie delicious onors ot the spring-filled air. As she ; tr0(i the brown meadows the sky was ! aglow with the dulling gold of the , sunshine and the wind bore to her the | scent of fresh hyacinths. mill she wandered on, unheeding, I absorbed in tae bitterness of her own ; heart, until she saw before her a i country churchyard, where a woman. I black-robed, like herself, bent sobbing above a new-made grave. Drawn by ; some intangible chord of sympathy, I she walked over to where the other j «. peeled at the tomb. It is faster. said the second I woman, mechanically lifting her , heavy eyes, “and he is dead.” A sudden comprehension came to her ! glance; she reached out her hand j and touched the stranger's gown, j “You understand!' she cried. “You too—" res. I understand, answered the first woman, monotonously. "Your etory is also mine. He is dead.” "They are gone from us forever,” cried the woman at the grave, with a burst of wild weeping. “Ah, for one sign of inimorta....y, for one hope, one dream tnat it is not forever—that they but sleep to live again!" And then for both these sorrowing souls was wrought a miracle! Life, for the instant, threw aside its mask of death and revealed itself in its serene majesty of reality. The sky became more vivid and opaline; the wind blew more freshly, bearing a ousaud scents; hepatlcas were blooming at their feet; a bird soared, singing, from the ground. For the moment they seemed to feel the swirl of the earth on its axis, the stars revolving in their spheres, the mignty heave of the great oceans of life, and knew that there was r.oihing in time nor space nor exist ence. but change, motion and vitality. *n that one brief moment they felt | and knew the presence of their dead j infinitely near and comforting, and ! were assured beyond ali doubt that | there was j The freer step, t ie fuller breath, the wide horizon's grander view. The sense of life that knows no death, the life that maketa all things new. And then the vision passed, the j scales fell upon t leir eyes, their ears once more grew dull. And yet its i memory remained. They stood to gether in the worid, as they had ! known it, alone; but nevermore deso J iate. BUDS OF EASTER. The florists are looking happy. A< cording to experts, this Easter will create :■ new record tor the flower market. I ast Easter's flower prices indi cated that, nearly DUO,000 was ex pended in New York city alone for cut flowers and plants, and there are florists wau confidently predict that even this sum will he overtopped this season. The lily, both cut and potted, is queen of the Easter market. This year florists are making a specialty of set pieces made of Japan lilies. In one of the most beautiful of these a shallow basket or tub Is lined with moss in which are buried the stems of the lilies. ‘•Plants.” said a florist, "are more in demand at Easter than cut flowers, and next to them In popularity are fancy baskets filled with cut flowers. The baskets are of many shapes. “A favorite design resembles a small hamper of lilac rough straw, the cover held back with a broad satin ribbon tied in a bow between the hinges. This is filled with roses of the valley standing upright. ■ A three-cornered, open-faced bas ket of white and golu straw finished with a tall, slender handle, is a nov elty. The handle is wound with flow ers r.nd smilax and tne flowers in the basket are arranged to droop grace fully to one side. "A very beautiful receptacle for violets is a flat tray-like oblong bas ket suspended by a wide satin ribbon. Wide ribbons of gauze, satin and taf feta are again a distinctive feature alike of the Easter plants and made pieces, preference being given to white, nink and mauve.” if Easter spells prosperity to the flower growers, it is equally a boon ta the confectioners. To be strictly up to date, one must send a present of candy enclosed in a handsome Easter box and indeed in many cases the candy is used only as a medium for the bestowal of a gitt really worth having. Anions me more mniit-uun' ui me boxes !s a variety made of a sort of papier mache in imitation cream and of pale ecru leather, which is orna mented with embossed sprays of flowers in their natural tint and the heart of each flower sparkles like a jewel. Anottier variety of box is covered with satin—white, pale blue, pink, mauve or yellow—and hand painted with flowers and with birds and foli age. A third style is of ecru silk em bellished with vines and flowers of raised embroidery done with applique segments of s..„ and gauze in gay colors. Some of these boxes are quite large and of many shapes, the square per haps having most admirers. Boxes of finely woven, tinted straw are also included In the display, trimmed on top with artificial flowers. Although less costly than the silver ed, gilded, enameled and jeweled bon bonniers, which are also conspicuous in the confectioner's Easter stock, the boxes are by far the more popular. The Lesson of the Season. Ages pass, but each returning Eas ter brings again Its lessons of sacri fice. of unselfishness and of great love for humanity. Great snowy banks of lilies, emblems of purity, are of fered in remembrance of the greatest soll'-abnegaticn in the histo-y of the world. In vast cathedral a id ttodest chapel vibrates the majestic music of praise for that most wonderful ,'es urrection, upon wdiich is based the faith if tire mightiest peoples of the aitb. rie is arisen, the tiod in Man, who strove Throng’ll the long ages with his bestial past. He is arisen, anil through the gates of love. Hath entered to his heritage at last. And Death, the shadow that his footsteps fled. In terror of the asphodel and tomb. Is robbed of all his panoply of dread, And garbed in glory of the lily's bloom. Oh, Ion*? had earth been a Oethsemane, Oh. long’ had man worn red crown of pain. And many a soul had fared to Calvary Hearing’ its cross of wretchedness and shame. No more, no more, into the voiceless dark Sinks he to rest, fearing the dreamless night. I or Christ is risen, and the immortal spark Of Cod in him hath kindled heavenly light. The Origirv of the Cross The origin of t 'e cross as a symbol is shrovded in ihe dim mists of almost prehistoric antiquity. Centur ies before the Gallic and Cymric Celts swarmed over England. centuries be fore the lowly Naxarene began pro mulgating his doctrines, centuries be fore the beginning of the Old Testa ment history, the cross was an im portant factor In the lives of men. It forms u?r> of the lore of the most ancient of religions. Never is a great excavation made but that many varia tions of the cross forihs are exhumed and under circumstances which prove that they have been religious sym bols. There are many evidences to prove that prior to the time of Christ the Cross was with the Jews a sign of sahation. The brazen serpent was Moses instructed the people of Israel to mark their doorposts with the blood of the sacrificial lamb he told them to make the mark in the form of a cross.. The s i" n of the cross is frequently found on ancient Jewish monuments near Perseapolls. What became of t.ie true cross is one of the greatest miracles of all time. It is true that mere are in many Old ar.d New World cathedrals bits of wood purporting to be part of the true cross. In some cases, notably that which concerns the fragment tff the tablet placed over the