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i \ { ebwbw 'V HROUGH the dark-
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ness of the night
they flew onward to
Dumfries. As they
reached the suburbs
of the little town ,
midnight w a s
sounded from one
of the church tow-
era. The carriage
left the highway ,
ami rumbled on the
By / \ -causeway of the streets. About a
B % f -quarter of an hour later it drew up in
B. g rfront of the railway station.
B I j All was very quiet and gloomy. The
H % only human being visible was a solitary -
K ( -tary railway .
| , • - porter.
B $ 1 Caussidierc leaped out.
B % f "At what hour passes the express for
H' ' V > , f 'the south ? " he demanded.
B 7 , ; "At half-past twelve , sir. You've ten
-or twelve minutes. "
t 4 Marjorie drew the hood of her cloak
I closely round her face , and , taking her
! ( lover's hands , descended from the car-
Tiage and stood shivering and trein-
"bling on the pavement.
l Caussidiere paid the fly-driver , and ,
"Ordering the porter to follow with the
"luggage , drew Marjorie's hand upon his
( .arm and strolled into the station.
On reaching the platform , Marjorie
-cast a frightened look around , dreading
to behold some familiar face ; but , beYond -
' Yond a couple of half-tipsy commercial
i travelers an < J a cattle-driver en route
• for the south , no one was visible.
A little later the two were seated
alone in a first-class carriage and rapIdly -
Idly whirling southward.
The train ran right through to Car
lisle , where they alighted. Hailing a
fly , they were driven to an inn , already
- - - _ w familial' to Caussidiere , in an obscure
B | part of the town. They were evidently
BI . ' -expected , and the hostess had prepared
B | I -separate rooms.
H [ | a After a light supper , of which Mar-
f I jorie scarcely partook , but which the
B.l | Frenchman made festive with a bottle
BT I & very bad champagne , they parted
B | . \ for the night.
B J It "Good-night , my darling , " said Caus-
B \ \ -sidiere , fondly. "To-morrow , early , I
B | % * -shall be the happiest man in all the
B > | -world. "
B j Nothing could be kinder or more re-
B \ specif ul than his manner ; yet poor
B 1 Marjorie retired with a heavy heart ,
S I and it was not for some hours after-
Kk > ) ward that she cried herself to sleep.
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BBfti The day following Marjorie's de-
parture there was commotion at the
manse. At early morning her absence
I liad been discovered , and to make as
surance doubly sure , the following note
fiad been tound lying open on her dress-
mmb i/ng-table :
B I "Dear Mr. Menteith When you re-
B.\ l • 'Jelve this , I shall be far away. I have
Bl/ gone with one who loves me very
B ) much , and in a few hours we shall be
B | married. Pray , pray do not think me
BV I wicked or ungrateful ; but I was afraid
Kf \ to tell you how much I loved him , for
Jt > fear you should be angry at my choice.
H ] ) He has promised to bring me back in
Hj a little time to ask forgiveness of all
L\ my friends. Tell Solomon , with my
B fond love , how weary I shall be till I
Bl see him again ; he was always good to
B ) ' mc. and I shall never forget him. Tell
Hl ( Miss Hethnrington , too ; I never had a
Er kinder friend ; but she must not blame
( v rne for following the wish of my heart.
Vj Gcd bless you all ! Your loving
K "MARJORIE ANNAN. "
H * That was the letter , and Mr. Men-
K teith read it aloud in utt-er amaze-
B ment. It would be false to say that he
H , ' exhibited any more violent emotion ,
K f for he had merely a friendly interest in
B- . the girl , and felt for her no overmas-
H ] . \ tering affection. But Solomon Muckle-
K V / back.it , after listening thunderstruck ,
bJ \ uttered a wild cry , and struck his fore-
K \ head with his clinched hand.
B "l kenned it , I foresaw it ! It's the
Br Frenchman , dawm him ! "
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B\ t ' "Hush. " said the minister. "No pro-
j . { fanity. my man. "
H\ \ "Dawm him , dawm him ! " repeated
Kv \ the sexton , trembling with passion.
/ | " 'He has stolen oor Marjorie away. I
B' ) S saw the deil's mark on his face when
B v I lie first came creeping ben oor house
B * i and fell sleeping in oor kirk. Dawm
H % \ liini , I say nee and for evermair ! "
B | $ Then Mr. Menteith , not without diffi-
* - r culty , elicited from Solomon , who was
V i almost distraught , the whole story of
B / Caussidiere's acquaintance with Mar-
B j jorie , and subsequent visits to the
ft' manse.
R , "After all. " said Mr. Menteith. re-
Bk flectively , "he is a gentleman , and as
Bh they are going to be married
H "Married ! " ejaculated Solomon.
HK "Marry an awiheist marry the deil !
H But he'll ne'er marry her. He'll be-
Hr tray her and heart-break her , and cast
B her awa' . "
H " ' In the limits of a small Scotch vil-
L I lage news of any kind soon spreads ,
K J and before mid-day Marjorie's elope-
v\ ment was being discussed everywhere.
HPF ? Presently John Sutherland appeared at
K 7 V the manse , looking pale as death. On
Bk f questioning Mr. Menteith , he soon
B W learned the whole state of affairs.
H Mr. Menteith handed him Marjorie's
H | \ letter. He read it , and his eyes filled
BL with tears.
S . \ "May God deal with him as he deals
K i "with her ! " he groaned. "Does Miss
K \ Hetherington know what has hap-
B pened ? "
"Not yet , " replied Mr. Menteith.
"I will go to her at once , " cried Suth
erland. "It is right that she should
know. Perhaps she can advise us what
to do. "
Breathless and wild , he arrived at the
Castle door. Directly he had sum
moned the serving-woman , he discov
ered that the news had arrived before
him.
"She's like a wild creature , " said the
servant. "I'm in dread to face her , and
she's ordered oot the carriage , and will
drive awa' at once. If ye must see
her , gang in yersel' ; I daurna announce
your coming ! "
Sutherland stepped into the hall.
"Wheesht ! " whispered the woman. "I
hear her coining doon the stair. "
Scarcely had she spoken , when Miss
Hetherington , cloaked and bonneted ,
appeared at the other end of the hall.
She approached feebly , leaning on her
staff ; and as Sutherland hastened to
meet her , he saw that her face wav'ike
that of a corpse , her hair dishci eled
and wild , her whole frame trembling
with unusual excitement.
"Is it true ? " she cried , gripping
Sutherland's arm.
"Yps , Miss Hetherington. "
"Marjorie Annan has left the
manse ? "
"Yes , last night. "
"And in that scoundrel's company ? "
"I believe so ; but in her letter she
mentions no name. " .
"Her letter ? What letter ? "
Sutherland thereupon told her of the
lines Marjorie had left for Mr. Men
teith. She listened trembling ; then
seizing the young man's arm again , she
drew him into the drawing-room and
closed the door.
"Let me think , -let me think ! " she
cried , sinking into a chair , and cover
ing her face withfher hand.
When she looked up , her eyes were
full of tears.
"She's a lost lassie ! And I might
have saved her had I known ! Oh , Mar
jorie , Marjorie ! My brother's curse has
come home to us both at last ! "
Sutherland looked at her in utter as
tonishment. He had expected to find
her angry and indignant , but her man
ner as well as her words were beyond
measure extraordinary. Before he
could speak again , she rose to her feet ,
and said , between her firmly set lips :
"Johnnie Sutherland , listen to me !
Have you the heart of a man ? "
"What do you mean ? "
"While you stand glowering there ,
she's rushing awa" to her ruin ! Will
you gang after her , and in that villain's
very teeth bring her back ? "
"I don't even know whore she has
gone , " replied Sutherland ; "and , be
sides , she has fled of her own will , and
I have no right "
Miss Hetherington interrupted him
impatiently , almost fiercely.
"You have the right , that you loved
her yoursel' . Ay , I ken all that ! Find
her , save her from that man , and I
swear before God you shall marry her ,
Johnnie Sutherland ! "
But the young man shook his head ,
looking the picture of despair.
"It is too late , " he said ; "and , after
all , he is her choice. "
"What right has she to choose ? "
cried Miss Hetherington. "She cannot ,
she dare not , against my wish and will.
I tell you he has beguiled her , and spir
ited her awa' . If you were half a man ,
you'd be after them ere this you'd
hunt them down. "
"But what could I do ? " exclaimed
Sutherland , in utter consternation.
"Do ! " cried the lady of the Castle ,
almost screaming. "Kill the scoundrel
kill him ! Oh , if I had my fingers at
his throat , I'd strangle him , old as I
am ! "
Overpowered with her emotion , she
sank into a chair. Full of amazement
and sympathy , Sutherland bent over
and endeavored to calm her. As he
did so , she began moaning and sob
bing as if heartbroken.
Then suddenly , with eyes streaming
and lips quivering , she looked patheti
cally up in his face.
"The blame is all mine ! " she sDbbed.
"God has punished me , Johnnie Suth
erland. I should have defied the scan
dal o * the world , and taken her to my
heart lang syne. I'm a sinful woman ,
and Marjorie Annan is my child ! "
CHAPTER XXI.
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HE next day Caus-
' sidiere and Mar
jorie walked to
gether through the
fields until they
came to a quaint
old church standing
alone on a lonely
suburban road.
When they enter
ed it was quite
empty , and Caus
sidiere , grown very serious now , looked
at his watch and walked restlessly a-
bcut. Marjorie entered one of the
pews , and , falling on her knees , prayed
silently.
How long she remained there she did
not know ; a hand laid gently upon her
shoulder recalled her to herself , and
looking up she saw her lover.
"Come , Marjorie , " he said ; "come , my
love. "
She rose from her knees ; he put his
arms about her and led her away.
What followed seemed like a dream.
She waa only dimly conscious of walk-
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lng up the broad aisle and taking her
place before the altar rails. She saw
as In a mist the clergyman in his white
robe , and a man and a woman who
were complete strangers. She was con
scious of the service being read , of giv
ing her responses , of her hands being
clasped , and of a ring being put upon
her finuer. Then she was led away
again ; she was in a strange room , she
signed hsr name , and as she laid down
the pen , Caussidierc clasped her in hi ?
arms and kissed her.
"My wife ! " he said.
Yes. it was all over ; the past was
done with , the future begun. Marjorie
Annan had been by that simple cere
mony transformed into "Marjorie
Caussidiere. "
The ceremony over , the wife and hus
band returned to the inn , where they
had a private luncheon.
Then she entered the carriage which
was awaiting her , and drove away by
her husband's side to the railway sta
tion.
CHAPTER XXII.
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HE revelation cf
the true relation
ship bctr 'cen the
minister's ward
and the proud lady
of the Castlefairlj
stupefied John
Sutherland , it was
so utterly over
whelming and un
expected. There
whs a lr.it Tiausn
fiilcd only with the low monotonous
wail cf the miserable woman. At last
Sutherland four.d his tongue , though
to little purpose.
"Oh , Miss Hetherington , what is this
you are telling me ? I cannot believe
it ! Marjorie your daughter ! Surely ,
surely you cannot mean what you
say ? "
"It is God's truth , Johnnie Suther
land , ' " replied the lady , gradually re
covering her composure. "I thought
to bear the secret with me to my grave ,
but it's out at last. Grief and despair
wrenched it out o' me ere I kenned
what I was saying. Gang your ways , "
she added , bitterly , "and spread it like
the town-crier. Let all the world ken
that the line o' the Hetheringtons ends
as it began , in a black bar sinister and
a nameless shame. "
"Do not say that ! " cried Sutherland.
"What you have said is sacred between
you and me , I assure you ! But Mar
jorie Did she know what you told
me ? "
Miss Hetherington shook her head.
"She had neither knowledge nor sus
picion. Even Mr. Lorraine knew noth
ing , though whiles I fancied that he
made a guess. Only one living man
besides yoursel' ever found out the
truth , and maybe ere this Marjorie has
learned it fra him. God help me ! she'll
learn to hate and despise me when he
tells her all. "
"You mean the Frenchman ? " said
Sutherland. "How is it that he "
"Curse him for a black-hearted dev
il ! " said Miss Hetherington , with an ac
cess of her old fury. "He came here
like a spy when I was awa' , and he
searched amang my papers , and he
found in my desk a writing I should
have burnt lang syne. Then he threat
ened , and fool-like I gave him money
to quit the place. He has quitted it ,
but with her in his company , wae's
me ! "
And she wrung her hands in despair.
Then quick as thought her mood
changed , and she rose trembling to her
feet.
"But there's no time to be lost. While
we stand blethering and glowering , he's
bearing her awa' . Johnny Sutherland ,
let me look in your face. Once again ,
have ye the heart of a man ? "
Suiting the action to the word , she
gazed at him as if to read his very
sou ! .
( to be continued. )
Jn tlio Chinese Quarter.
It is an experience for one who has
never been in the Chinese quarter to
go into one of those dark hallways ,
say in Pell street , and take either the
stairway at hand , or cross the bask
area and take the stairway of the rear
tenement , writes a New York corre
spondent of the Pittsburg Dispatch. The
air is suffocatingly sweet with the
odor of opium. On the stairs you meet
Chinamen , smoking cigarettes that
give out a curious Oriental smell. At
each laundry are four doors , each with
what looks like a Chinese laundry
slip pasted between the upper panels.
And if your step is unfamiliar , many
of these doors will open. Then you
get a glimpse of an Oriental interior ,
luxurious with couches , rugs , soft
burning lamps , delicate china and all
manner of costly wares from the east.
And blocking the doorway stands the
hostess. She will be Caucasian. She
will be comely. She will be clad in a
loose gown of some gaily flowered ma
terial. She will have high heeled shoes
and a slight showing of a gaudy silk
stocking. In her fingers will be a
lighted cigarette. In her eyes will be
that shifting , dreamy expression that
tells the opium smoker as plainly as
the stained fingers tell the cigarette
slave.
Missed the Nightingale's Song.
An amusing story is told of the late
Jean Ingelow. Once when she was
staying with some friends in the coun
try it transpired- that , although she
often wrote delightfully of nightin
gales , she had never heard one sing.
So one night the whole household went
out in the moonlight especially to hear
them , and after , by an effort , holding
their tongues for five minutes while the
nightingales sang divinely , they were
startled by Miss Ingelow asking , "Are
they singing ? I don't hear anything ! "
With a Londoner's dread of draughts ,
the poetess , before going out into the
night air , had filled her ears with cot
ton wool ! Philadelphia Record.
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TALMAGES SEfiMOSL
"CEOLOCY OF BIBLE" SUN
DAY'S SUBJECT.
"Anil When Thry Ctiiiu : to Kuclioii'a
Thrashing Floor Uzznli lut Forth IIIt
IIuimI to the Ark of tloil" II. Samuel ;
Chapter VI. , Vt-rseH ( j ami 7.
tj BAND of music is
j coming down the
J I I road , cornets
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* - They are ahead
a wagon on which
is the sacred box called the "Ark. "
The yoke of oxen drawing the wagon
imperiled it. Some critics say that
the oxen kicked , being struck with the
driver's goad , but my knowledge of
oxen leads me to say that if on a hot
day they see a shadow of a tree or
wall they are apt to suddenly shy off
to get the coolnees of the shadow. I
think these oxen so suddenly turned
that the sacred box seemed about to
upset aqd be thrown to the ground.
Uzzah rushed forward and laid hold of
the ark to keep it upright. But he
had no right to do so. A special com
mand had been given by the Lord that
no one , save the priest , under any cir
cumstances , should touch the bo * : .
Nervous , and excited , and irreverent ,
Uzzah disobeyed when he took hold of
the ark , and he died as a consequence.
In all ages , and never more so than
in our own day , there are good people
all the time afraid that the Holy Bi
ble , which is the second ark of our
time , will be upset , and they have
been a long while afraid that science ,
and especially geology , would over
throw it. While we are not forbidden
to touch the Holy Book , and , on the
contrary , are urged to fondle and study
it , any one who is afraid of the over
throw of the Book is greatly offending
the Lord with his unbelief. The oxen
have not yet been yoked which can up
set that ark of the world's salvation.
Written by the Lord Almighty , he is
going to protect it until its mission is
fulfilled , and there shall be no more
need of a Bible , because all its prophe
sies will have been fulfilled and the
human race will have exchange. !
worlds. A trumpet and a violin are
very different instruments , but they
may be played in perfect accord. So
the Bible account of the creation of
the world and the geological account
are different. One story written on
parchment and the other on the rocks ,
and yet in perfect and eternal accord.
The word "day , " repeated in the first
chapter of Genesis , has thrown into
paroxysms of criticism many exegetcs.
The Hebrew word "Yora" of the Bible
means sometimes what we call a day ,
and sometimes it means ages ; it may
mean twenty-four hours or a hundred
million years. The order of creation
as written in the Book of Genesis is
the order of creation discovered by
geologists' crowbar. So many Uzzahs
have been nervously rushing about for
fear the strong oxen of scientific dis
covery would upset the Bible that I
went somewhat apprehensively to look
into the matter , when I found that the
Bible and geology agree in saying that
first were built the rocks ; then the
plants greened the earth ; then marine
creatures v/ere created , from minnow
to whale ; then the wings and throats
of aerial choirs were colored and
tuned , and the quadrupeds began to
bleat , and bellow , and neigh. What
is all this fuss that has been filling the
church and the world concerning a
fight between Moses and Agassiz ?
There is no fight at all. But is not
the geological impression that the
world was millions of years building
antagonistic to the theory of one
week's creation in Genesis ? No. A
great house is to be built. A man
takes years to draw to the spot the
foundation stone and the heavy tim
bers. The house is about done , but
it is not finished for comfortable resi
dence. Suddenly the owner calls in
upholsterers , plumbers , gas fitters , pa
per hangers , and in one week it is
ready for occupancy. Now , it requires
no stretch of imagination to realize
that God could have taken millions of
years for the bringing of the rocks
and the timbers of this world togeth
er , yet only one week more to make it
inhabitable and to furnish it for hu
man residence. Remember , also , that
all up and down the Bible the language
of the times was used common parlance -
lance and it was not always to betaken
taken literally. Just as we say every
day that the world is round , when jt
Is not round. It is spheroidal flat
tened at the poles and protuberant at
the equator. Professor Snell , with his
chain of triangles , and Professor Varin
with the shortened pendulum of his
clock , found it was not round ; but we
do not become critical of any one who
says the world is round.
But you do not really believe that
story of the deluge and the sinking of
the mountains under the wave ? Tell
us something we can believe. "Be
lieve that , " says geology , "for how do
you account for those sea shells and
sea weeds and skeletons of sea animals
found on the top of some of the high
est mountains ? If the waters did not
sometimes rise above the mountains ,
how did those sea shells and sea weeds
and skeletons of sea animals get there ?
Did you put them there ? "
But , now , do you not really believe
that story about the storm of fire and
brimstone whelming Sodom and Go
morrah , and enwrapping Lot's wife in
such saline encrustations that she halt
ed a sack of salt ? For'the confirma
tion of that story the geologist goes
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to that region , and after trying In var !
to take a swim in the lake , uo thlcl
with salt he can not swim it the lake
beneath which Sodom and Gomorrali
lie burled one drop of the water ac
full of sulphur and brimstone that ll
stings your tongue , and for hours yon
can not get rid of the nauseating droi
the scientist then digging down and
finding sulphur on tup of sulphur ,
brimstone on top of brimstone . u
all round there are jots , and crags , and
peaks of salt , and if one of them did
not become the sarcophagus of Lot' *
wife , they show you how a human be
ing might in that tempest have ben
halted and packed into a white monument
ment that would defy the ages.
But now , you do not really bellevo
that New Testament story about the
earthquake at the time Christ was cru
cified , do you ? Geology digs do vn
into Mount Calvary and finds the rocK
ruptured and aslant , showing the wo-fc
of an especial earthquake for that
mountain , and an earthquake which
did not touch the surrounding region.
Go and look for yourself , and sec there
a dip and cleavage of rocks as nowhere
else on the planet. Geology thus -in-
nouncing an especial earthquake for
the greatest tragedy of all the cen
turies the assination of the Son of
God.
If anything in the history or condi
tion of the earth seems for the tim :
contradictory of anything in geology ,
you must remember that geology ia
all the time correcting itself , and more
and more coming to harmonization
with the great Book. In the last century
the "French Scientific Association"
printed a list of eighty theories of geology
elegy which had been adopted and
afterward rejected. Lyell , the scient
ist , announced fifty theories of geol
ogy that had been believed in and aft
erwards thrown overboard. Mean
while the story of the Bible has not
changed at all , and if geology has
cast out between one and two hundred
theories which it once considered es
tablished , we can afford to wait until
the last theory of geology antagoniz
ing divine revelation shall have been
given up. Now , in this discourse up
on the geology of the Bible , or God
among the Rocks , I charge all agitat
ed and affrighted Uzzahs to calm their
pulses about the upsetting of the Scrip
tures. Let me see ! For several hun
dred years the oxen have been jerking
the ark this way and that , and pulling
it over rough places and trying to stick
it in the mud of derision , and kicking
with all the power of their hoofs
against the sharp goads , and trying
to pull it into the cool shade away from
the heats of retribution from a God
"who will by no means clear the guil
ty. " Yet have you not noticed that
the Book has never been upset ? The
only cnanges made in it were by its
learned friends in the revision of the
Scriptures. The book of Genesis has
been thundered against by the might
iest batteries , yet you cannot today
find in all the earth a copy of the Bi
ble which has not the fifty chapters
of the first copy of the book of Gene
sis ever printed , starting with the
words , "In the beginning , God , " and
closing with Joseph's coffin. Fierce
attack on the book of Exodus has been
made because they said it was cruel
to drown Pharaoh , and the story of
Mount Sinai was improbable. But
the book of Exodus remains intact ,
and not one of us , considering the
cruelties which he would have con
tinued among the brick kilns of Egypt ,
would have thrown Pharaoh a plank if
we had seen him drowning. And Mount
Sinai is today a pile of tossed and
tumbled basalt , recalling the cataclysm
of that mountain when the law was
given. And , as to those Ten Com
mandments , all Roman law , all Ger
man law , all English law , all American
law worth anything are squarely
founded on them. So mighty assault
for centuries has been made on the
Book of Joshua. It was said that the
story of the detained sun and moon
is an insult to modern astronomy ; but
that Book of Joshua may be found to
day in the chapel of every university
in America , in defiance of any telescope
projected from the roof of that univer
sity. The Book of Jonah has been the
target of ridicule for the small wit of
ages ; but there it stands , with its four
chapters inviolate , while Geology r its
up in its museums remains of sea mon
sters capable of doing more than the
one which swallowed the recreant
prophet. There stand the one thou
sand and eighty-nine chapters of the
Bible , notwithstanding all the attacks
af ages , and there they will stand until
they shrivel up in the. final fires , which
geologists say are already kindled and
glow hotter than the furnaces of an
cean steamer as it puts out from New
i'ork Narrows for Hamburg or South
ampton. I should not wonder if from
the crypt of ancient cities the inspired
manuscripts of Matthew , Mark , Luke
and John , in their own chirography ,
would be taken , and the epistles which
Paul dictated to his amanuensis , as
well as the one in the apostle's own
hand-writing. At the same ratio of
irchaeological and geological confirma
tion of the Scriptures , the time will
lome when the truth cf the Bible will
ao more be doubted than the common
llmanac , which tells you the days and
the months of the year , and the unbe
lievers will be accounted harmless lu
natics. Forward the telescope and
: he spectroscope and the chemical bat-
: eries , and critically examine the os-
tracods of the ocean depths and the
bones of the great mammals on the
gravely hill-tops ! And the mightier ,
ind the grander , and the deeper and
: he higher the explorations the better
! or our cause. As sure as the thunder-
jolts of the Almighty are stronger than
: he steel pens of agnostics , the ark of
3od will ride on unhurt , and Uzzah
aeed not fear any disasters upsetting- *
The apocalyptic angel flying through
; he midst of heaven , proclaiming to all
/ | l ' , "in l r | i ii . " I l
untfons , and kimired , and people , and
tongues the unsearchnblo riches of Je
sus Christ are mlghtlor than the shy- I
lag elf of a yoke of oxen. • • I
How much the rocks have had to do I
with the cause of God In all ages ! In I
the wilderness God's Israel were fed I
with honey out of the rock. How the 1
rock of Horeb paid Moses back lu I
gushing , rippling , sparkling water for I
the two stout strokes with which ho I
struck It ! And there stands the rock I
with name I guess the longest word I
in the Bible sela-hammahlekoth , ilml I
It was worthy of a resounding , sesqul- I
pcdallan nomenclature , for at that I
rock Saul was compelled to quit his I
pursuit of David and go homo and look I
after the Philistines , who were mak- 1
lng a flank movement. There were the I
rocks of Bozez and Seneh , between I
which Jonathan climbed up and sent I
flying In retreat the garrison of the
uncircumcised. And yonder sec David
and his men hidden in the rock of I
Adullam and Engcdi ! I
Concerning all the vast things ot I
God's government of the universe , bo
patient with the carrying out of plana M
beyond our measurement. Naturalists
tell us that there are Insects that are
born and die within an hour , and that
there arc several generations of them
in one day ; and if one of those July
Insects of an hour should say , "How
slow everything goes ! I was told in H
the chrysalis state by a wondrous in- B
stlnct that I would find in this world B
seasons of the year spring , summer , B
autumn and winter. But where are
the autumnal forests upholstered in
fire , and where arc the glorious spring- , H
times , with orchards waving their censers - H
sers of perfume before the altars of the H
morning ? I do not believe there are
any autumns or springtimes. " If then
a golden eagle , many years old , in a H
cage nearby , heard the hum of that
complaining insect , it might well anflj
swer : " 0 , summer insect of an hour. H
though your life is so short you can
not see the magnificent turn of the HJ
seasons , I can testify as to their realflj
ity , for I have seen them roll. When HJ
I was young , and before I was Impris- HJ
oned in this cage , I brushed their gor- HJ
geous leafage and their fragrant bios- HJ
soms with my own wing. You live an HJ
hour ; I have lived thirty years. Bub HJ
in one of my flights high up , the gate-
of heaven open for a soul to go in or HJ
a seraph to come out , I heard the HJ
choirs chanting , "From everlasting to HJ
everlasting thou art God ! " And it was H
an antiphonal in which all heaven re- HJ
sponded , "From everlasting to ever- HJ
lasting thou art God. " O , man ! O , woman - H
man ! so far as your earthly existence M
is concerned , only the insect of an M
hour , be not impatient with the workHa
ings of the Omnipotent and the Eter- HJ
And" now , for your solace and your M
safety , I ask you to come under the M
shelter , and into the deep clefts , and M
the almighty defense of a Rock that M
13 higher than you , higher than any HJ
Gibraltar , higher than the Himalayas M
the "Rock of Ages" that will shelH
ter you from the storm , that will hide M
you from your enemies , that will stand H
when the earthquakes of the last day H
get their pry under the mountains and Bh
hurl them into seas boiling with the HI
fires which arc already burning their H
way out from redhotcenters toward H
the surfaces which are already here H
and there spouting with fire amid the B
quaking of the mountains , under the B
look and touch of him , of whom it is B
said in the sublimest sentence ever B
written : "He looketh upon the mountains - B
tains , and they tremble : He touchetn B
the hills and they smoke ! " B
Hie you one and all to the Rock of H
Ages ! And , now , as before this sermon B
on the Rocks I gave out the significant B
and appropriate hymn , "How firm a | B- |
foundation ye saints of the Lord , " I BH
will give out after this sermon on the H
Rocks the significant and appropriate H
hymn : H
Rock of Ages , cleft for me , j H
Let me hide myself in thee ! H
WOMEN AND THE BIRDS. BB
AVhy Will They Not Sacrifice Their M
Vanity for Ilunianlty'ri Sake ? H |
"As there is no argument on the |
side of bird killing for decorative purposes - |
poses , so there is no excuse for its encouragement - M
couragement by even the most frivolH |
ous of women , " the St. Paul Pioneer | H
Press says. "They have had presented - M
sented to them over and over and n H
every form of appeal the cruelty of the H
custom as well as its reckless abuse of H
the gifts of nature , for it is asserted M
on good authority that the destruction M
of the field and forest birds has an apHBJ
preciable effect on agriculture. Yet |
the killing goes on , apparently with M
no diminution. Europe uses 300,000 , - M
000 of song birds in millinery annual- B
ly. One Chicago firm buys and sells M
every year 62,000 birds and S00.00O M
wings. The pitiful story of the egre : . M
whose ravis-hed plumes wave from the B
hats of thousands of wealthy women B
and are shown every day in our own j B
shop windows here in St. Paul , has B
been told so many times that it would j B
seem as though the woman who perHHa
sists in wearing them must feel like B
a murderess every time she does so. B
"We do not need societies , pledges , H
orations or tracts on this subject. The B
matter is one which rests on a purely H
commercial basis. The leaders of fashion - H
ion in any city can settle it practically B-BJ
in one season. They have only to refuse - B
fuse to wear these trophies cf cruelty H
and the thing is done. It does not H
even require 'strong-mindedness' to do H
this. One would think that a mere H
spark of humanity in the heart would H
be the only requisite. Women , young |
or old , rich or poor , who think themselves - H
selves anxious to help along the cause |
of humanity can do it no more easily | Her
or effectively than in this way. It is a H
gracious mission and one in which the |
only sacrifice involved is of a very BBB
little personal vanity. " H
