| THAT GIRL of JOHNSON s |
By JJEA.JST K.j\T£ L\SDL \JM,
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Author of .it a (iiri'i Mercy,“ Etc.
Entered According to Art of Congress la the Year lMtt hr Street A Smith.
_In the Other of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, 1>. C. |
CHAPTER XVil.—Continued.
When the meal was over Dr. Dun
widdie arose, and, as was his habit,
returned to the house up the road to
see to his patient's condition, and
found that Johnson had slept through
the night scarcely stirring, still as a
baby. Things were going well to help
on his recovery; and though it would
be months before lie could be able to
get around, yet there was every hope
and every reason to expect him to
recover.
Johnson moved and opened his eyes
slowly as Dr. Dunwiddie entered the
room. Vacant, hollow eyes they were,
with a stare in them which startled
Dolores.
Dr. Dunwiddie was at his side in
stantly, hut without a sign of haste.
“He is used to your voice,” he said
to Dolores, without turning his head.
“Speak to him. Miss Johnson. Say
anything to him—anything you are in
the habit of saying.”
Dolores came no nearer the bed;
she stood quietly at the window, and
asked in her ordinary voice, slow, un
interested: ‘ Are you ready for break
last, father?”
The hollow eyes closed weakly for
a moment. Mrs. Allen entered at that
moment with the beef tea, and Do
lores, taking the bowl from her hand,
crossed over to the bedside. John
son again opened his eyes with the
old expression of distrust and dislike
in them. She bent over him, and Dr.
Dunwiddie raised his head a trifle
gently on his arm as she put the spoon
to his lips with steady hand and un
moved face. But when she offered
him the second spoonful he closed his
eyes and endeavored to turn aside his
head, with the sullen expression on
his face. Dolores bent over the bed
and held the spoon steadily to his
lips, as she said, in a tone that thrilled
her listeners by its slow, almost stern
sweetness:
“Drink this, father.
He obeyed like a‘child, and she fed
him carefully according to the doc
tor’s orders. Dr. Dunwlddie watched
her movements wonderiugly. Where
did this girl get her womanly tact?
Surely not from this man upon the
pillows, whose face was indicative of
nothing but a brute nature.
It was an exquisite morning. Mrs.
Allen wa.s with the doctor, there was
no.need of her there, and she wont
out and sat on the door-stone In the
shadow of the pines. Heanlng her
head against the door-post her hands
fell to her lap. Her eyes were intent
on the mountain with a sort of hun
gry look in them. It had meddled so
with her life—or was it the fate of the
stars that crippled her father and pre
vented his going to court where the
men were eager to have him, like the
vulture on the mountain. She knew
little of fate or law, but it seemed to
her that the one possessed her, and
tl^ other was waiting, waiting in a
ttfrriblq silence lor her father to go
to prove the malice prepense in the
laming of the mare—a waiting that
appalled her by its dogged patience.
What her neighbors thought she did
not care; she had lived without them;
she could still live without them. Had
she known how roughly they used her
name she would scarcely have under
stood their meaning. Her mind was
too pure and too high above them to
comprehend the evil they would lay
at her door, l.odie, among them all,
was the only kind one. Not one of the
woman had been near her, but the
women never did come; she cared
nothing about that, only there was
something in her life that had not
been there before and that called for
companionship for the sympathy of
Delores crossed to the bedside.
other women. But Dora would come,
she thought, with sudden brightness
in her heart—Dora and her uncle, and
young Green as well, until—until the
truth were known. Then, what would
they think or say—Dora and her
uncle, who were honorable people, the
nurse said, and young Green who had
been so kind to them—so kind? Did
he not risk his life for her father?
Yet even then he must have known
about the mare aid by whom the deed
was done. Did Lie not. tell her himself
that the man who had committed
such a dastardly deed should Buffer
the full penalty of the law? And the
law had a terrible significance to her.
Lodie came slouching up the path,
fan, gaunt, angular, in the full glory
of the aunllght. He removed his rusty
hat as he stood before her, his hands
beh'nd his back.
"Be yer feyther gettin’ on tol'rable,
D'lores? I kem tip hyar from the
tav'n ter hear. We ’lowed he orter
be improvin’, an’ wes waitin’ ter
know.”
"Who are waiting to know?” she
asked, sharply. The tone was new to
her, and the man was disconcerted by
it. A vague fear had entered her
mind in spite of .Mrs. Allen's assurance
that they would not come for her
father until ho was able to go to
prove—
“Why, jes’ we tins,” Ixxlie replied,
clumsily. “He were a good un 'ntong
us, was yer feyther, D'lores, an’ wes
jest waitin’ ter know ef he is im
provin’.”
“Thank you, Jim Lodie. You can
tell those who wish to know that my
father will get well.”
A flash came into Lodie’s eye, a
deep red rushed to his sunburned face.
"I be powerful glad ter hev ye say
His face ghastly in its pallor.
thot, D'lores,’ he said, gravely. “An’
ther rest of 'em'll be glad of et, too.”
She watched him shuffle down the
path and along the road to the tavern.
Presently two light hands were laid
on her shoulders, and a soft, low voice
exclaimed:
“Dolores, Dolores, I am Dora. Look
tip and tell me you are as glad to see
me as I am to have found you. I am
so glad, Dolores.”
Dolores’ fingers closed tightly as
she looked up at the girl before her—
the cousin who had come to claim her,
the only one in all the world who
had ever loved her since Betsy Glenn
died. She was a small little lady, and
neatly dressed from the wide-brimmed
white hat with its drooping gray
plume, to the blue ribbon around her
throat, and the soft gray costume and
delicate gloves. Her eyes were wide
and gray, dark with excitement, soft
with a touch of tears; her mouth was
gentle and sweet, but the lips were
colorless; her small oval face was
white as death, save for a faint trace
of feverish color upon either cheek.
Dolores knew nothing of the nature
of Dora’s disease, and to her the girl
was a picture—something to look at
and love and admire, but too fair to
touch. Her eyes grew luminous as
she looked at her. The brown eyes
and the gray met. Dolores’ Ups part
ed in one of her rare smiles that
transformed her face for the moment','’
her eyes were like wells of light,
beautiful, unfathomable.
Young Green was standing behind
Dora. During the time he had known
Dolores never had she looked like
that; it was a revelation to him of
what she was capable. She did not
s e him; she saw nothing but Dora,
and it was uncommon for women to
show such marvelous depth of soul to
another woman. Dora saw no one but
her cousin. They did not kiss each
other; they offered no endearment
common to women, but Dora sat down
on the doorstep beside Dolores.
“I am so happy!” she said.
Dolores said nothing. Her eyes
talked for her.
Young Green, with a feeling that he
had no right to be there, passed un
noticed around to the rear of the
house and entered through the low
door of the pantry.
Dr. Dunwiddle greeted him with a
smile, but he did not speak, as he was
busy with the bandages on Johnson's
arm. On preparing one of the band
ages he stepped aside, and at that
moment Johnson slowly opened his
eyes upon young Green’s face. He was
conscious, and his eyes had the old
look in them excepting that it was
intensified by their hollowness. His
face grew ghastly in its pallor, then
livid with fury; the close set eyes
under the narrow forehead were wild
and bloodshot; instinctively the fin
gers of his right hand were feebly
clenched as he endeavored to lift him
self from among the pillows, unmind
ful of ths pain, as he cried in a hoarse
whisper, between panting breaths:
“Ye hyar? Fool, with yer—lamin’
an’ yer books. I sweared I’d get even
—with ye—fer te—ef ever—ye—kem
hyar—agen, a settin’ —my gal up—ter
thenk—herself better’n—her feyther
a-turnin’ her head—with yer—foolin’
an'—yer soft words—as though—ye’d
look et—a—smith's darter fer—no
good—”
Young Green started to speak, but
Dr. Dunwiddie, with a stern expres
sion on his face which his fritfud had
never before seen, said, v.i'.h quiet
authority:
“He quiet, Johnson. Not another
word. Charlie, ri into the other
room. Mrs. Allen, help me at once;
his excitement has brought on hemorr
hage.”
As Green closed the door behind
him he caught a glimpse of Johnson's
face that lie never forgot. It was
pallid as death and ghastly with the
hollow eyes. Horror and amazement
mingled in his fact* as lie noiselessly
crossed the room and passed out of
the house through the pantry at the
rear, without disturbing the two on
the door-step, and struck out among
the pines beyond toward the summit
where the winds were soft and the
sky bine and still. He saw nothing
around him clearly: his thoughts, in
a tumult, were in the little bare room
of the house below where the strong
man, who had just been brought hack
from death, lay in his repulsive fit of
passion; and with the mare in the
stables at home, the beautiful, intelli
gent animal, ruined forever through
a cowardly act of malice; the two
blending so closely that he could not
separata them, mingling with the
stray words he had heard in the town
of other and darker tilings than he
had dreamed.
Then, like a touch of peace, came
the thought of the two girls on the
doorstep, two such lovely, womanly
girls, each with a noble soul, yet
totally unlike, the one whose life had
been set in among the grand moun
tains touched with their grandeur and
nobility of thought and life, and to
him the purest, most tender of wom
en, the other proving her tenderness
through ail her life in the heart of
the big city with its temptations and
its evils.
CHAPTER XVIII.
Dolores and Dora.
“And you found Uncle Joe when
every one else had given up the
search." said Dora, softly, her eyes
full of loving admiration. “How
brave you are, Dolores. I would never
have had the courage to do it, but
then I’m not brave anyhow.”
“Why shouldn't I do it?" Dolores
asked quietly, turning her large eyes
wonderingly upon her companion..
“He is my father.”
“Of course lie is." Dora replied, with
a nod of her bright head, untying the
broad ribbons of her hat and swinging
it around upon her knees. “Papa is
my father, too. Dolores Johnson, and
I love him; but I would never have
enough courage to go off on a lonely
dangerous mountain to And him If
he were lost—no not if I had a dozen
men to go with me. Suppose you had
slipped over one of those terrible
ledges Mr. Green told us about, or
walked right off Into a chasm when
you thought you were in the path? No,
I couldn’t do it, ever, but L wish I
were brave like you.”
Dolores said nothing, because she
had nothing to say. Dora must be a
coward if she would not do that for
her father; any of the women of the
settlement would have done the same.
“Mr. Green told us all about you,”
Dora continued, "and I wished so
much to get at you. but you would not
come to me, and I could not come to
you, and then the rain—oh, ‘the rain it
raineth every day,’ and I begun to
think I would have to wait a week
at least, and the things Mr. Green told
me about you when he returned from
here made me all the more restless
and anxious to get at you, you poor
dear.”
“He saved my father,” Dolores said,
presently. She said it slowly, as
though she were forced to say it.
Dora nodded.
“I know it,” Bhe said, “the man who
came over for the doctors told us
About Jt, but you saved him more than
anyone else, Dolores, and you cannot
deny It. They'd never have thought
of going over there to look after the
deputies gave up the search had it
not been for you.”
(To be continued.)
COLLECTING FARES IN CANADA.
Method Is Practiced, But Hardly Up
to Date.
“There are all kinds of ways for
collecting fares on the street cars,
but one that I saw recently in Canada
was certainly unique if not particu
larly up to date,” says G. M. P. Holt.
“I was taking a ride on the four
mile trolley road running between
Sherbrook and Lenoxville, in Canada.
The first thing that met my eye on
entering the car was the sign, 'Noth
ing changed over $2.’ I don’t see ex
actly why they were so particular
about the matter, as it didn’t strike
me that the class of passengers they
were carrying was that which makes
a practice of carrying 10-doIlar and
20-dollar bills only.
“But what tickled me the most was
the fare-taking that occurred soon
after. The conductor came down the
aisle carrying in his hand a curious
looking arrangement that resembled
a large, square ‘dark lantern.’ It, had
r handle attached which the, con
ductor grasped, and whan he shoved
it toward my face and said ‘fare’ I
perceived that it had a glass front
and a slit in the top where you drop
ped your nickel or ticket, and then
you could see the same go down to
the bottom.’’—Springfield, Mass.,
Union.
Pittsburg Industries.
The Pittsburg district has more In
dustrial superlatives than any other
similar area on earth. It has the
greatest iron and steel works, the
greatest electrical plans, the iargest
glass houses, firebrick yards, potter
ies and at the same time Is the center
of the world’s greatest coal and
coking Adds.
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II
THEY ALWAYS GO TOGETHER.
NOT ALL THE TRUTH |
WHAT PRESIDENT M’KINLEY DID '
NOT SAY.
Improbable Story by a Brit'sh Freo 1
Trader That the Late President Had j
Reached the Conclusion That Tariff
Must Be Reduced.
Americans familiar with the tariff
legislation of this country will read
with surprise the statement made by
F. O. Schuster, the governor of the
Union Hank of London, that in an in
terview which he had with the late
President McKinley two years ago the
latter said:
"My tariff bill lias done Us work.
We have been able to build up many
great industries in a short time and
now gradually, but inevitably, our
tariff must be reduced.”
It hardly seems the proper thing to
call into question the statement of so
distinguished a person as the gover
nor of an important London bank, but
we are forced to observe that Mr.
Schuster's assertion is in the highest
degree Improbable. It Is inconceiva
ble that the late Mr. McKinley should
have used the expression, "My tariff
bill has done Us work,” at the time
mentioned, for In 1901 the McKinley
bill was a memory of the past., and
the good it had accomplished more
than a decade earlier had been in a
measure counteracted by the retroac
tive Gorman-Wilson bill. When Mr.
Schuster had the honor of talking to
the late President McKinley the Ding
ley act was in force, and he would not
have committed the unpardonable act
of assuming that its accomplishments
reflected credit upon himself. As a
matter of fact Mr. McKinley always
expressed himself with great modesty
In discussing his own work, and was
never guilty of bragging.
But the main thing In Mr. Schus
ter’s statement is the opinion he at
tributes to the late president that our
tariff must he reduced. That we shall
also take the liberty of discrediting,
because It is at variance with Mr.
McKinley’s repeatedly expressed view
that so long as the tariff performed
the work It was cut out for—that is,
of promoting domestic production—It
conferred a national benefit. No pro
tectionist was more firmly convinced
than Mr. McKinley that the chief
function of the policy was to preserve
the home market for the domestic
producer. He was strongly opposed
to any relaxation of the tariff laws
which would permit foreigners to suc
cessfully compete in American mar
kets. In short, he planted himself
squarely on the proposition that the
world would be better off if external
trade was limited to an exchange of
non-competing products. He believed
that there would be room for a great
development of foreign commerce
along these lines, but he took no stock
In the free-trade idea that a people
can be benefited by giving a chance to
foreigners to undersell them in their
home market.—San Francisco Chron
icle.
How Not to Mend Matters.
Being greatly moved to compassion
Tor the unfortunate millionaire pack
ers whose. products are required to
pay increased duties on entering the
French market, the Chicago Tribune
Bays:
“This would not have happened if
the reciprocity treaty with France,
negotiated a few years ago, had been
ratified by the American senate. I
Many domestic producers would have
secured tariff rates lower than those
then in force, and would have been
protected against an increase during i
the life of the treaty. The senate
would not ratify it, and American !
trade suffers as a consequence.
“There is one way to mend matters,
it has been hinted at by French ofli
rials. If the United States will make
ronressicns on some French goods in
a reciprocity treaty the French gov
ernment will be quite pleased to make
Doncessions on Its side.”
That Is characteristic “reciprocity"
, ioctrine. In order to swell the profits
tf the meat barons the Tribune would
issasslnate any number of other in
dustries. Bin. is there not another
uni a better way to mend matters?
How would it do to clap double duties
>n all Importations from France until !
tuch tltna as the French government '
* i
could seo 11 b way to treat American
products as fairly as it treats the
products of any or all other coun
tries? We have a tariff that is the
same for everybody. Why not com
pel other nations to be equally fair to
us, or suffer the consequences? Why
not? That wouldn’t bo "reciprocity,”
to be sure, but it would bo fair play
and common sense.
WANT IT FOR THEMCSLVES.
Canadians in No Hurry to Lose Control
of Their Own Market.
The movement headed by Chamber
lain in England to-day may be de
scribed as a movement for 1 aciprocity
with the colonies. At the same time a
strong movement for reciprocity with
Canada is being carried on in tha
United States. We published yester
day a circular issued by the Minnesota
branch of the National Reciprocity
League. Its officers are some of the
most “solid men” of Minneapolis, St.
Paul and Duluth. The circular sajs
that reciprocity with Canada will be
more valuable than with any other
country, and that there is a large mar
ket here for farm machinery and oth
er articles used by a farming commu
nity. Hut unless a reciprocity treaty
is soon arranged, Canadian tariffs will
be raised, especially on American
manufacturers.
American manufacturers are, there
fore, urged to prepare for the interna
tional Joint High Commission. Tho
work is to be done “quietly and with
out parading Its efforts before the pub
lic.” Unnecessary publicity is to be
avoided. A fund of $100,000 ought to
be raised. The members of the com
mission “must be Impressed with the
conviction that the commission must
make a treaty,” then members of Con
gress must be pressed to support It.
“A great market is growing up north
of the Great flakes and the St. Law
rence, and we should go after it.”
We do not blame our American
friends for “going after” our market,
but that is ail tho more reason why
wo should strive to retain it for our
selves. Our tariff Is much lower than
that of the United States all along the
line, and we buy from them twice as
much as they from us. If they really
want reciprocity, they can get a very
large measure of it by simply reducing
their own tariff, and this is the course
suggested by tho New York Sun.
There Is no doubt that the opening
of the Canadian west creates a new
situation in regard to trade. Afthougn
we have been accustomed to say that
the International boundary Is an imag
inary line, the Great Lakes have been
a real barrier to trade and eommu
nication. In the West we shall for the
first time have to deal with an imagin
ary line of great length, with a large
population on both sides.—Toronto
World.
True But Not Strange.
It Is discouraging to New England
reciprocators to find that among Cana
dians there Is a growing coolness on
the subject of preferential trade ar
rangements with this country. Not
long ago Sir Wilfrid Laurier, In the
course of a speech in the house of
commons, said that the best way for
Canada to remain friendly with the
United States was to be absolutely In
dependent of it. Obviously he meant
to convey the deduction that the sur
est way to get into hot water would be
to enter into a reciprocity sch __*e. Evi
dences are increasing daily that Can
ada does not yearn for reciprocity. She
wants to make more, not less, of the
manufactured goods required for home
consumption. And she is right. Sad
as it may be for those who want to
"control the Canadian market” from
the south side of the boundary, it
seems to be true that Canada prefers
to control her own market.
invariable Results.
The Democrats are getting into a
useless sweat over the tariff. When
it needs reforming the people will
let the Republicans have control of
the job. The Democrats have been
tried—with free soup, Coxoy armies
and such like results.—Valley Mills
(Tex.) Protectionist.
How to Pay the Debt.
If we owe any further debt or duty
to Cuba it should be paid out of the
national treasury and not taken from
our sugar and tobacco grower*
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.
LESSON I., OCT. A—DAVID BRINGS
UP THE ARK.
‘—■<*
Golden Text—“Blessed Are They That
Dwell in Thy Holise"—2 Samuel
6:1-12—Ways in Which the Re
ligious Life l3 Cherished.
I. Religion Neglected. The Ark of tha
Covenant IId Aside. -- The Ark of the
Covenant. The ark was a chest of acacia
wood. two and One-half cubits (three feet
nine Inches) In length, and one and one
half cubits (two feet three inches) In
height as well as width, plaits) within and
without with gold. The Hd was of solid
gold, and was called the mercy seat. Upon
It were two golden figures of winged
cherubim, with their wings stretched out
over the ark' and their faces turned to
ward one another. Within the ark were
deposited the two tables of stone en
graved with the ten commandments
t Dcut. 10:3).
Importance of the Ark to the Religion
Of Israel. “The ark was the most ancient
and sacred of the religious symbols of
the Hebrew nation." (1) It was the sign
and expression of ttyr divine presence In
Israel It Was the abode of deity. Just
ns our churches are the places where we
meet God. and the euclmrlst expresses
the presence of Jesus himself.
How the Ark Came to He at Kirjath
Jearlm. Boon nfter the settlement of the
Israelites in Palestine Joshua deposited
the ark at Shiloh, twenty miles north of
Jerusalem, and ten miles north of Bethel
(Josh, lict». It was still there at the
close of the period of the judges (l*8am.
1:3); and Samuel lived ut Shiloh with
Ell. The sons of Ell had carried the ark
from Shiloh Into a battle against the
Philistines, hoping that God would give
them the victory for the sake of this sym
bol of ills worship. Hut God illd not re
ward wickedness in that way. The Israel
ites were defeated, and the Philistines
captured the ark. But the Lord would not
permit them to retain It. Their Hol
1 >ugun fell before It. The people w-ere
smitten with severe sickness wherever the
ark was sent. Finally it was restored to
Israel, and sent up the Sorek valley us far
as Kirjath-Jearlm. In the house of Abln
ndab on the hill <1 Bam. 7:1). who put It
under the charge of one of his sons. Hero
it had remained about seventy years (tho
twenty years of l Bam. 7:3 do not refer
to the whole time the ark remained at
Kirjath-Jearlm. but to a time of reforma
I it iti iifult-i- Siimiit*!).
II. Religion Revived. A Movement >o
Bring the Ark to the Capital.- Vs. 1-8.
David's First Work. When David became
king of all Israel and the Philistines be
came aware of the fact, they immediately
made an nttack upon him and his kingdom
in great force. Ills llrst work, therefore.
Was to organise his army and defend
himself. He Inquired of the I.ord what
to do, and then came down upon them as
a flood, und swept them once and aguln
out of the country.
The Assembly. 1. ‘'Again.'’ after tho
great assembly for his coronation. "David
gathered together," after consultation
with the leaders (t Chron. 13:1-1). "Thir
ty thousund,” representatives of the whole
people. Tho restoration must be a na
tional act, or It would lose much of Its
unifying power.
2. "And David arose and went . . .
from Baale of Judah." The assembling
at Baale Is omitted, and the account be
gins with the great procession as It start
ed on Its Way with the ark.
The Procession. 3. "And they set the
ark of God upon a new cart." Probably
irpm a desire to keep the ark sacred from
anything that had been used for common
purposes. So our Rord rode Into Jerus
alem on a colt "whereon no man ever yet
sat." "Brought It out of the house of
Abinadab." In whose son’s care tho ark
hud been placed (l Sum. 7:1). seventy
years before. "That was In Glbeah.!’
III. Religion Mlsued. Uzxuh’s Wrong
Act and Death.—Vs. 6-9. 6. "Came to
Nuehon’s threshing lloor.” Naehon means
smiting, and the threshing lloor was thus
named after this event, because here was
tho smiting of Uxxnli. In 1 Chron. 13:9
It Is called “the threshing floor of Chld
on.” the durt, the stroke with which Us
i!uh was smitten. "Usxah put forth his
hand to the ark of God." To steady the
ark ami keep It from falling. “For the
oxen shook It.” By stumbling in the
rough road (l Chron. 13:9). The word
’’shook'’ probably means were throwing
down. The ark was on the point of be
ing thrown off the cart, und was liable to
serious Injury.
7. “And the anger of the l.ord was
kindled.” Not passion, hut rather Indig
nation—that feeling which makes him
hate sin and compels him to punish it.
All that was loving und good In God was
aroused against the act. "And God smote
him there.” On the spot, as with a flash
of lightning. "For his error." The He
brew Is uncertain, but from other versions
It Is supposed to read "because he put
Ills hand to the ark." 1
"The whole transaction was contrary to
the provisions of the law, which gives
specific Instructions for the trunsport of
me urn cnum. s;.
!>. "Anil David was afraid of the Lord.”
He had rejoiced greatly In his zeal, hut
had not been reverent enough. It was
well for him to he afraid for u time. Wo
have reason to fear when we have done
wrong, and men usually do fear when
Coo makes any sudden and special mani
festation of his punishment of sin.
IV. Religion a messing. The Ark In
the House of Ohed-cdom.—Vs. 10, II. 10.
"So David would not remove the ark.” He
ieared lest he might make some other
mistake, and thought It best first to learn
all about his duty. "Carried It aside Into
the house of Obed-edom.” A Invite be
longing to the family of Kohath. who was
appointed to have charge of the taber
nuclc and ark (Num. 4:15).
11. "Continued . . . three months.”
Long enough for the Israelites to learn
their lesson. And the Lord blessed Obed
edom. and all his household." This would
show to all Israel that the ark Itself
brought blessing, not death. The death
cume from disobedience, not from the ark.
Another lesson was also taught.
V. Religion the Life of the Nation.
The Ark Established on Mt. Zion.—V. 1”.
"And it was told King David," etc. The
fact that God blessed the place where the
ark was, impressed David with the truth
thst, while it was dangerous to disobey
God. yet It was the greatest blessing pos
sible to have near him the ark of God
and his manifest presence. "So David
went and brought up the ark of God,” as
semollng the tribes once more, the most
eminent priests, the flower of the army,
the princes and dignitaries. "Into the
city of David with gladness.”
Practical. 1. Religion Is the essential
element of a prosperous and successful
nation. It is the soul of Its success. It
is not to be ruled by the government, but
is to pervade the whole nation.
* Every-Day Heroes.
In the course of a rreent sermon
the Rev. Charles Goodell, D. 1)., of
Brooklyn, said: “All ages and ail lives
furnish opportunity and incentive for
the heioic. We have read the annals
of the great battles on land and sea.
and the contests of the arena, but.
after all, we are coming to understand
that the greatest display of the heroic
is in private life, and the victories
which men have plucked from the
steeled hand of misfortune are greater
;han those which have been won amid
the cannon's roar."
