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There can be no doubt in the mind of any who has looked over our wash
goods but that we have the largest stock in the city. It is not only the
largest but the most complete in all the novelties of the season.
All the new designs and combinations of colorings in imported s.nd do
mestic organdies, lace striped lawns and dimities, silk striped linens,
madras cloth, Jaconette, silk striped challie, and all other wash goods.
Do not put off buying something in this department thinking the same
opportunity may come again. It never will for it never can. The limit
in price cutting has been reached so if you do not take advantage of these
prices you will be the loser.
This has been the greatest cut in prices ever known in this city.
The best to be had can be gotten here
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A Kindergarten Ghurch.
This pretty story of how the little
ones in the First Presbyterian Church
at Urbana, 111., pass the otherwise long
hours of the church's morning Sunday
service, is from an account written by
the pastor, Rev. George L. McNutt,
for the Child Study Monthly:
Leaving the big folks to worship God
as they choose, let us go this Sunday
morning where the children are wor
shiping God in their own way. The
little folks' pastor is a young woman
with that cherry smile and gracious
manner that the discipies of Froebel
seem to have monopolized. There are
little chairs, little tables, blocks, pict
ures, but prettiest of all the roguish,
sparkling eyes of children when they
are child-like. Let us 6ee what they do.
They pray, they sing about the Father,
the sunshine and the birds, they tbko
up a collection, and their pastor tells a
story sermon. Then they get us and
march round and round and sing as they
march, sort of a thawed-out Episco
palian processional, or they go out for
a walk. Next the curtains are drawn
down, the room is darkened and the
magic lantern brings the whole wonder
land of pictures, of nature and art be
fore the child mind: not printed daubs,
but clear, life-like, life size reproduc
tions of great artists, and the child feals
the spell of the master power. The
pictured lesson cannot be forgotten. If
it is a real sunny, warm, summer day
they adjourn to soma neighboring lawn
and hold their Eervice there; listen to
the bird anthem, better than any choir:
roll on the grass, may be, as natural as
the daisy that peeps out of the grass at
these other children of God. And he
mother is resting in the congregation,
knowing her child is not only safe and
happy, but is learning to know and love
God in it3 own way in its "own ittee
bittee church." At a signal the little
ones tile into the audience room, form
about the pulpit, and the two congre
gatiocs Join in a song, a prayer and the
benediction.
Such a kindergarten church service
is held every Sunday morning in the
Presbyterian Church, Urbana. It is the
pride of our church, the joy or many
mothers and the delight of nearly two
score littlo ones. It keeps the family
tcg.ther. No one must 6tay at home.
Best of all, it i3 a start, crude indeed
but a start toward intelligent child study
and a natural child religion where the
child grows through nature, nature
symbols, nature songs up to it3 God.
Play is recognized as part of a child's
religion. There is no music so sweet, bo
sacred, so appropriate to the father's
house as the ringing laugh of a little
child. Did it ever occur to the mother
that families become irreligious through
child bearing? The mother who has
been active in church foolishly absents
herself for months before the baby
comes, and of necessity for months af
terwards, especially if they are plain
people doing their own work. Before
the first baby is old enough to take to
church, another comes and another, and
the family grows lukewarm and often
times positively indifferent to churches
and religion. The kindergarten and
the nursery, taking the mother and her
babjs in sympathy and intelligent fore
thought, binds then both by loving
links to the church home. It is, no
doubt, contrary to the catechism and
contrary to the theological popes to say
that a child is naturally religious. To
tal depravity may characterize the man
whom life has perverted. It is no
part of the normal child. The heavenly
Father says, in the person of the re
vealer, -'or such is the kingdom of heav
en," and He never meant that His little
ones should be taken, night after night
where a revivalist with riotous imagina
tion reveals in the imagery of fear, that
they may bo converted ana "get relig
ion."' They have "got religion" already
It is their divine inheritance and birth
right. Our business is to warm it with
our love, train its upturned tendrils
around the trellis of its daily life until it
takes so strong a hold of the living God.
the God of the sun that shines today,
and the stars that sing tonight, and the
flowers that He c'.othee, and the birds
that He feeds every day. that no 6torm
can loosen its hold.
Tho idea of a kindergarten church
was suggested to the writer while pastor
of a church in Indianapolis nine years
ago, by a rumpus in church over a
child, and by finding out the next day
that a cheap variety theater provided a
nurse and a playroom for the care of the
babies while the mothers took in the
show. The kindergarten church solves
the question what to do with the child
ren. In the spirit of the Master, it says,
"Let the little ones come.' To the
worn out mother it alco says, "Come,
and ye shall find rest."
Bildad 1 expect to leave myw.ifo a
great deal when I die.
Ichabad You're getting in practice.
I suppose, by leaving her so much m.w?
Parvenue I thinka man is never just
ified in swearing at a real lady.
Ingenue But suppose sho tiret swears
at him?
"Mabel, I'm afraid that jour papa
distrufcts me."
"Have no fear, Henry. If you knew
what an uncompromising advocate of
the gold standard papa is, you would ap
preciate the compliment bestowed upon
you only yesterday."
"What did he say?'
"He said you were a brick not a com
mon clay brick. Henry, but a gold brick.
'What do you think of that?
