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J. A. BONITZ, Publisher. GOLDSBORO, N. C., WEWSDAY, JULY 13, 1881 merits be changed quarterly. POISONED BY TOBACCO. l^w but the moon can only show half oiy; ’ will work until midnight AMan HARVEST. SIBERIAN HAY-MAKERS. BY H. IT. this “What enemy hath done ^aMirtMid. LET ME PRAY FIRST. THE POWER AND WEAK NESS OF THE CHURCH. suit your case—“Casting all care upon God, who careth me.” my fol- Liberal discounts to and on yearly contracts. It is desirable that IF. M. KOBE'S.', Editor.\ is for the invisible, supernatural world. And what is that basis ? As ciphers added one by one in an endless row to the left hand of a unit are of no value, but on the right hand rapidly multiply its power, so, although good works are OUR VIRTUES AND THE UN SEEN WORLD. not for anything else that is be lieved in—whether; viable or in - Published W bekly —AT— GOLDSBORO. N. C. “That they go forward. ’—Noses. "Xpress toward the mark.”—rwE ADVERTISIXG KATES. Too late the poison tares to pluck * or inle. j visible—so secure a basis as there My loss is loss ; such hurt cannot ” be healed; heavy laden.” So if you can think of God as your parent, only more willing and .bknA. Ahelp, I liras oixT~' • I had worked for my employer seven years, when upon a certain Saturday night in paying me off he said, “John, I want you to be SUBSCRIPTION PRICE; W. ML. ROBEY, Editor One. Year $2.00 - 7—-u Six Months ..?. •. 100 yu/yt TT JS-CASH IN ADVANCE.-©® I thing ?” I cried. “Oh ! treachery that plotted while I slept! Oh! Foe that stole while I, con fiding, kept No watch my fairest,dearest Held beside; My noble field, so sunny and so wide. Only at midnight could a foe have crept To work this harm.” ^.las! in vain I wept; rive at the age of ten years with out being warned that “it is all stuff and nonsense about another life.” And in every man’s bosom the lower life fights with all its immense advantages of position against supernatural ideas. So plain a thing as we are told to reckon this “delusion” to be, ought not to survive if it “has nothing absolutely nothing, to stand upon.” May not all “enlightened persons” surmise that the contin ued vitality of supernatural fears and hopes,,may possibly have a great deal to stand upon? May it not, nay, must it not, have a very strong and permanent some thing to stand upon? We per ceive, as we think, that there is Transient advertisements payable in advance, yearly .advertisements quarterly. 11. 1 m. 3 m. 1 inch 1 00 2 50 6 50 9 • 1 50 3 50 12 00 3 “ 2 00 5 00 12 00 4 “ 2 50 6 50 18 00 1 Col. 3 50 8 00 20 00 4 “ G 00 15 00 40 00 1 “ 10 00 25 00 65 00 6 in. 12 00 18 00 22 00 25 00 35 00 75 00 100 00 large, advertisers Snarly advertise- them understands all your needs, and their own cares are so many, they are anxious to find some one to assist them. He cannot mean himself, for he had failed many times to bear his own burdens, and he dare not trust himself. If you will read the fourth verse you will find he means God. So our text would be: “Casting all your care upon God, for heeare- eth for you.” David, surrounded by his enemies, who were anxious to destroy him, understood this as he wrote : “Cast thy burdens upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee; he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.” Perhaps you remember the in cident -when Jesus came walking on the ,water to the disciples ’who were in a boat. When Peter saw it was Jesus, he asked him to let him come and meet him. When he was a short distance from the boat, seeing nothing but water beneath him, he became frightened and cried out, “Lord save ; I per ish.” Immediately reaching out his hand, Jesus lifted him up and they walked on together to the boat. I have thought Peter was thinking of this when he wrote our text, and he wanted every one else to trust the Lord. But you ask, “how can I cast all my cares upon God?” Why just the same as you cast some of them upon your fathers and mothers. When anything goes wrong, no matter how small the trouble, you go right to them and tell them all aboutit. When you shut the door on your fingers the other day, you cried bitterly be cause they ached, but ran as fast as you could to, find mamma. Hearing you coming, she ran just as swiftly to you, and putting her arms around you said : “Whatis the matter, dear?” and as you held up your hurt fingers, she kissed them and they were soon well. Peter wishes you to go to God with all your cares, just the same as to your parents, for Jesus says he is “our Father in heaven.” Our Saviour once said, “Let little children come unto me,” and knowing the many cares and bur dens we must carry said, “Come unto me all ye th^t labor and are word declares our natural state to be, he affirms in his providence ; for what is there more frail or more liable to injury than man ? Time goes through the world mowing down the multitudes as the harvester cuts down thegrass, respecting no more the new-born child than the stalwart man. And it would seem that in this respect man has little pre-eminence over the brute; for the whole animal kingdom, man included, stand, as it were, before some great Jug gernaut that moves irresistibly on, crushing and grinding; and, rela tively, one species appears to have very little superiority over an other. Truly, we areasa shadow that now is, and now is not. What we call life is compared to “wate^ipilt.; upon He grouua. The idea could hardly be brought lower than that. What is life according to the Scriptures ? The description is not only beautiful and sublime,.but it carries withit the universal'judgment of man kind. Put it down by the sideof all. the descriptions that science or philosophy has given, and we in stinctively, turn to it and say, “That is life.” Take, for instance, the attribute ot endlessness. The ungodly speak of life as short or long, according to circumstances, but life is eternal from its very nature—so declared to be in the divine word : and the universal feeling that it should be so, or was designed to be so, is evinced in the regret and sorrow every where experienced when it is be lieved life is about to end.—N. Y. Christian Advocate, her light when half eclipsed. If the church, instead of listening to the command, “Preach the preach ing that I bid thee ;” if, instead of manifesting the whole truth, it simply exhibits phases of the oi tiirdays, but then I must mop'“Well,” he replied, “say noil about that.” I went to wore, ad discovered that he had plac'd man in my position that woKi on Sundays, but he had dare., ! the work, and set it back tw ini'weeks. He was a drunk- ar, an wholly unreliable. Five yers live passed since then, but I av.i not been called upon to wk oa Sundays, and have had costant employment. “In keep- ir fils commandments there is gat reward.”—N. Y. Christian Aveeate. A case of poisoning by nicotine occurred lately in Paris. The victim, a man in the primg of life, had been cleaning his pipe with a clasp-knife ; with this he accidentally cut one of his fingers, but as the wound was of a trivial nature he paid no heed to it. Fiveorsix hours later, however, the cut finger grew painful, and be came much swollen; the inSamma tion rapidly spread fo the arm and shoulder, the patient suffering such intense pain that lie was obliged to betake himself to bed. Medical ass sistance was called, and- ordinary remedies proved ineffectual. The sick man, questioned as to the man ner in which he cut himself, explain ed the -sn to which the pocket-knife had been applied, adding that he had omitted to wipe it after cleaning the pipe. The case was understood, and the doctors decided amputation of the arm to be the only hope of saving the patient’s life, and this was immediately done. IIis life was barely saved. No wonder smokers so often have sore and poisoned mouths, cancer of the lips, and like troubles. Boys, never, never use tobacco! It not only poisons the body, but leads to company and practices which have been the ruin of many a man’s soul. If you love your mother, if you value your own self-respect, if you hope for heaven, never use to bacco ! Endeavor to influence your playmates who use it to give up the pratice. Smoking or chewing is a filthy, ungentlemanly, dangerous habit.—New York Christian Ad vocate. Far away in the most northern part of Siberia a traveler named Pallas found a race of theemallest hay-makers in the world. Some of them live singly and some in families, and they dwell either in houses which they make forthem- selves in the trunks of old trees, or villages, as we may call them, made in the clefts of the rocks; but their settlements are always close to some open space in the forest where the grass grows greenest and freshest. These “lit tle people” are none of them much taller than a rabbit, bat tb-y arc very industrious and clever; In the middle of August they begin to collect hay, choosing only the very sweetest and softest grass, and a few bitter herbs which they mix with it, most likely to make it more wholesome; they spread this out to dry on the ledges of rock, and in September stack it, and for fear of the severe winter, they make an underground pas sage from the hay stack to their dwellings. Sometimes these stacks of hay are as high as an ordinary man, and twenty-four feet round. You will be surprised when I tell you that these little hay-makers, Or hay-storers—for they are called both—are small animals of the hare tribe, and called rat hares. Poor things! they are often de pi'ived of the fruits of their in dustry, for the sable-hunters keep a sharp lookout for this fodder and carry it ofi for their horses ; and the peasants also take it away, leaving the poor littlehares to starve in spite of their industry. —Sunday Magazine. gospel, sections of the truth, as pects of the divine word; if it sets out in full light the divine love, while it keeps back divine justice, under the shadow of a dark eclipse; if it tells of Ghrist’s teachings, and is silent about Christ’s sacrifice; if it points to Christ’s life, and not to Christ’s blood, as the center of saving ef ficiency ; if it sets out the freedom of man, and holds in abeyance di vine sovereignty and efficacious grace; or if it minimizes the gos pel in ihe one sentence, “Come to Jesus ; ’ or if it lays Christ as an humble suppliant at the feet of men until proud sinners imagine that it is a stoop of condescension to permit Jesus to save them— then surely it is no marvel that men turn away from a belittled gospel and a belittled Saviour,and that the church sits in weakness when it has weakened its own strength by paralyzing one of its own arms, and depending simply upon the hidings of its power.—■ Dr. 17. M. Paxton. gmpwOTa. THE CHRISTIAN SABBATH. SEEING IN A EOG. GOOD HUMOR. AN ENCHANTED CAVE. ^risfew liihs^j, ; i suae . you wiry Yay it easy i wath a .Sew", of the cares rtS re- ,^..uj v«. --res upon nim. _ sponsibilities of life to recognize But Deter here tells us why it its bright and especially its mirth- SeMte&m ONE LIFE. BY REV. W. C. GRIFFITH. ^a!«a®lfcaL SUNDAY WORK. BY A LABORER. OUR CARE TAKER. worst, BY REV. E. A. BLAKE. people have, to be sure. They can No one knows I care and thought. Chris- works profit- gler or the harlequin? But while causes like these I lifted my heart to God in pray er, saying, “Now, Lord, I has The best sermons or the ference as to the importance or value of existence here. We cling to this existence as of inestimable value. It is the objectof constant What remarkable memories some “ghosts”—their new name for the supernatural in life—continue to walk up and down in the chamb ers of the human soul, wringing the conscience with pain, and be- 1 1 .: 'YLENN'INS ANITY 7 and ’ diocy. there is noieveningit is cut down, and with-’gospel is but half told. The sym- -- ” And what God in his bol of the church is the moon; Forever, spite of all new seed I sow, Past summer’s sun and winter’s purest snow, Forever poison tares my beauteous field, "Its shining harvests waving to and fro,' "Forever poison tares is doomed to yield! V 4 nd I, with swift clear-sighted- ness from pain, Like one long blind, who, sudden gaining sight, Gries out at first, in suffering at the light, J^pk back: -and know, with au- ' u ’guis“h keen as vain, No foe who had in treacherous ambush lain, And stealthy sowed his poison fares by night, Did work upon my beauteous field this blight. Humble I walk beside the loaded wain; My head bowed down by shame, and dumb my tongue ; Fate gives each man the gifts he has bestowed, And metes exact all measures which are owed. The seed from which these poison tares have sprang One idle day my own hand care less flung. I only reap the harvest that I sowed. There is probably uo task upon which so much labor has been ex pended as upon that of thrusting the supernatural out of human life. We count not only the books that have been, written, the eloquence, satire, sarcasm, sneer ing denunciation that have been spoken; we must also count the steady struggle of a vast body of men who do not “like to retain God in their thoughts.” The lower man in men has nine-tenths of their attention, and he is ofthe earth earthy, and perpetually fighting down all supernatural notions, facts, doctrines. Is not the wonder, then, that these “ghosts” are forever rising up again to appall the conscience and keep alive the higher man ? Why cannot all this so-called “hard sense,” all these “perfect demon strations,” cast out the disquiet ing presence of belief in another world? Why have they all— these “enlightened” people—to begin again every new day a task in which they have the co-opera tion of “the world and the flesh” and possibly also of “the devil ?” The materializing task has so many busy hands employed upon it that we can but wonder why it is never done. Nor is it any sufficient answer to say that the mass of men are superstitious. It is these super stitions hanging like a cloud over supernatural beliefs that would seem easiest for the omniscient atheists to destroy; and withal the superstitions seem to cling to the high as well as the lowly, to pursue the enlightened as well as the ignorant. As a matter of fact, we believe, none escape the dark cloud of ghostly fancies ex cept those who discover the bright side of that cloud lighted up with supernatural glory. We re peat that the people who have fol- centuries reported the delusion of the supernatural, and zealously affirmed that no “sensible persons believe in such a world,” seem to We forbear to speak of the Bible or Christian doctrine, or redeemed lives or happy deaths. All the cloud of witnesses that hover about these spiritual doors into heaven may be for the moment forgotten. The solid foundation which we now refer to. lies imbed ded in human life. It is a thing which now and again is laid bare, as if by lightning, in the glow of experience. Only the ut terly degraded and debauched escape the vision of it, and even they do partly feel that it exists. What is it then? It is the simple consciousness that a decent, right eous, progressive human world rests upon supernatural founda tions; that all better living, lov ing, striving, hoping, helping, have their fastnesses, their strong towers, their bright armor and their certain honor, through sup ernatural believing. The alliance of a decent world with a super natural world is the explanation of the endless and losing fight of atheism. If by some impossible prowess it could conquer virtue, order, honor, honesty, sobriety, thrift, manliness and make them speak its denial of the world un seen, then its long labor might reach a victory. The question is not whether ( all atheists are im moral; for all of them have, had Christian air to breathe, and un conscious fashioning by super natural forces at work in Christ- iauity. Only just this: no plain, hard- headed man believes that an atheistic world would be a decent world. And if all our virtues cry out unto the heavens for succor, and will not, for a moment, be lieve your off-tale that the heav ens are dumb, how can you ever hope to prevail with your creed of despair? Is not all said—and said against you—when your complete success must mean de spair of all the decencies and pur ities of human life ?-—W Y. Meth odist. A. friend of ours last March, sailing down the. coast, came on deck one morning to find the ail- pervaded by a fog so thick as to shut off the vision for even a few yard^from the steamer. He had been aware during the night of a peculiar vigilance and activity on board, and ascertained that the fog had lasted since the previous evening. On inquiring of the captain concerning their where abouts, he was told that they had passed Cape Hatteras in the night. “How did you know that? Could you see the light?” “0, no; not in a fog like this.” “Well, you certainly' could take no observations without n. star in sight.” “No; but we have other ways of seeing where we are than those you have mentioned.” “How?” “By the lead. Our soundings told us when we were off the Cape, and when we had passed it.” The spiritual have us to be the victims of a peculiar and unexampled obstinacy, and depravity in things. It is so easy, they repeat, to see that “it is all a delusion;” why, then, do so few see it-? Why do the Among the worldly and pro fane, and in classical literature in all times, human life is confound ed with the present existence, but in the Scriptures it is clearly dis tinguished therefrom—tacitly and by implication in some instances, in others by express terms. This is the case, both in the Old and New Testament, but particularly in the New. We read, it is true, of “the life that now is, and of that which is to come,” of “this life and the other life,” yet it is only by way of contrast and comparison, or in accommodation to human notions, that the word is applied to the present form of existence. Ac cording to the divine word there is but one life, and it is said that life and immortality have been brought to light by the gospel. Jesus said, “I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.” There is a very marked and in structive contrast between the biblical view of life and that of the world. It-is not simply for the sake of use and convenience, or as an accidental union of terms, that we associate life with this existence; it is wedded to all our thinking, runs through all our literature, governs our conduct in every direction, and is never sep arated from the present state. But, according to revelation, man falls so far short of the Creator’s design—is so shorn of strength and so reduced from the original type—that he no longer lives; he has only the possibility of life. And hence there is a wide dif- other means of seeing than what we call our sight. They see by the lead. That lead is faith. All distinctively Christian seaman ship consists in the use of this “vision and faculty divine.” There are nights when the heavens seem walled above our heads, and no light shines from the shore, when through the moaning and midnight seas we have the stormy and perilous crises of our life. But we go on, sounding the very depths that encompass and im peril us, and find in the rocks and shoals themselves our chart and our security. For we walk by faith, not by sight.—Christian In telligencer. To secure the proper observance of the Sabbath, we must look to other agencies than human law. We must teach men to love the Sabbath, as the lent day of Eden, and the prophetic type of heaven, embodying a relic of the peace of the one and a promise of the rest of the other. We must convince the rich man of the wise political economy of the Sabbath ; its rela tion to a nation’s wealth and greatness; its action as a great balance-wheel in human affairs, checking over-production and under-payment: preventing over working deterioration; restoring wasted energies; keeping alive the pure and powerful influence of domestic joys; compensating for the neglect of early education; and preparing the laborer to re turn refreshed, elevated, and cheered to the toil of another week. We must cause them to leel tnat me violation ot dauoarn rest is as blind, suicidal, and ruin ous an economy as the robbery of the refreshing sleep of the night. When to this pervading sense of the value and sweetness of the Sabbath there shall be added a walking church, a ministry burn ing with light as well as love, a membership emulous of the fer vent spirit of their spiritual chiefs, a sanctified press,a purified literature, and a Christianized ed ucation, then shall we hope to see that Sabbath which is “a delight, the holy of the Lord, honorable ;” that Sabbath whose golden promise has brightened the horizon of the future to the eye of prophecy, and which, when it weekly draws its girdle of light around the glad earth, shall aptly prefigure that) blessed Sabbathism, where “the wicked shall cease from troubling, and the weary be at rest.”—Meth odist Quarterly lieview. If the truth of God is the in strument of power, and the hu man part of the work is simply its manifestation, then the strength of the church must be weakened whenever the gospel is subordina ted to human themes. If the church dispenses essays upon history, antiquities, philoso phy, politics, science, upon Darwin and Huxley; or if, instead of manifesting the word of God, it reflects the light of the secular press ; if it dispenses to the child ren, instead of bread, stones gathered from the world’s thoroughfares, or poison collected from the fields of rationalistic speculation—-then surely it will be no marvel if the church, in stead of exorcising demons, sinks into imbecility, while evil spirits sport at her side and haunt her very altars. In the same manner our strength is crippled when the gospel is caricatured by sensation al themes, discussions, illustra tions and expedients, which at tract attention, indeed, but which belittle the sacred doctrine of the. Cross by associating it, in the minds of the thoughtless and worldly, with oddity, extrava gance, coarseness and catch-penny expedients, to attract a crowd, and fill the exchequerof a church. What shall be the doom of those who take the sacred gospel —the rod of God’s power—and turn it into the wand of the jug- Soni brink first exhilarates a man, ad Chen renders him tem porary insane and ill. We all knowhat most temporary and acutejiseases have a strong ten- dencjpj become chronic. A man who j insane for a day is liable to bepme insane for a week, or a year,for a life time. The man who ikes strong drink, and thus make himself insane or ill, runs the ok of that insanity or illness becoiiug a permanent condition, the disorder becoming chronic, and Itting him for the maniac’s cell ad straight jacket, or for the sick led and the grave. Folbes Winslow, the celebrated Engfeh physician for the insane, oncefold a committee of Parlia- mentthat he could dip out of the braiuof any habitual drunkard a fluidso full of alcohol that when, put in a spoon and a lamp placed' beneath it, the liquid would burn witha blue flame, Perhaps the two aiost important physical cir cumstances that can be pointed out in relation to alcohol are, that it hardens'all the colloid or glue- like substances in the body, and thatit has a local affinity for the brain. Alcohol hardens the white of an egg. The brain, and much of the matter in the nervous sys tem, is albuminous in chemical composition, as the white of an egg is ; and as alcohol everywhere else hardens colloid substances, so it does in the brain. The blue flame which Forbes Winslow kindled shows the, affinity of al, ohcl for the brain, and should !» .'jet binning as a pillar, of fire, famous saying of Hyrt (quoted lately in the Scientific American) that he could tell in the dark whether he was dissecting a drunkard’s brain or the brain of a teroperate man, for the former would be hard under the scalpel. He used to explain to his pupils that the only way to obtain good brains for dissection was to hard en them by alcohol, or to get brains that had been hardened be fore death. Intemperance, more than any other cause, fills our lunatic and idiotic asylums. According to the statistics of insanity in France, thirty four per cent, of the cases of lunacy among males were due to intemperance. One half of the inmates of the Dublin insane asy lum owe their disease to the use of liquor. Tritchard and Esquirol, two great authorities upon the subject, attribute half of the cases of in sanity in England to the use of alcihol. Dr. Benjamin Rush be- | There is a world of wonders ’vet to be discovered in the South ^Western country. New Mexico and Arizona abound in natural n-iosities, which will furnish any an interesting newspaper mid illustrated article. In N^w Mexico is a great turquoise mine -'v^ne of the very few in the veld. This mine has been w irked for many generations,long before the advent of the white man on this ■ .'fitment. The Je- Good humor is rightly reck oned a most valuable aid to happy home life. An equally good and useful faculty is a sense of humor, or the capacity to have a little fun along with the humdrum cares and works of life. We all liews that one third of the cases ofiisanity in this country were earned by intemperance, and this wai long before its hereditary potency was adequately appreci ate!. Jr. S. G. Howe found that the paints of one hundred and forty- fiv, ont of three hundred idiots, wee habitual drunkards. He att-ibuted one half of the cases of idilcy in the State of Massaehu- sets to intemperance, and he is susained in his opinion by the mat reliable authorities. Dr. Hove states that there were seven idjfcs in one family where both patents were drunkards. One hit’ of the idiots in England are of drunken parentage, and the sine is true of Sweden, and prob- aly of most European countries. I is said that in St. Petersburg post of the idiots comeof drunken puents. In Norway, in ten years o’ iree liquor traffic, after the re- no’al of the duty on spirits, in- ssuty increased fifty per cent., ate the percentage of idiots born, inyeased one hundred and fifty parent.” If a girl wants to be tie mother of fools, let her marry a Bin who drinks wine or strong dnfk. “At the last it biteth on hand to-morrow morning, to push forward that machinery, for it is to go to South America by a given time.” “Sunday morning!” I replied. “I cannot work on Sunday ; it is against the commandment of the Lord, and my conscience forbids it.” “That is nothing to me,” said my employer. “You may stick to your principles, but my work must be done, and if you cannot do it I do not need your services any longer.” “But, Mr. , have I ever disobliged you before? and have not I done your work well?” “That is nothing here nor there,” he replied, “you need not come back again.” This blow came upon me in the dullest season of the year, and my wife and children were sick ; the shops were every where discharg ing their men. But I went out, and for eleven days diligently sought for work, determined that I would not violate God’s holy command. On the evening ofthe jiio a nt and gt;i h ' vl ? le crossing the ferry. ldder ;-L,Safe- Guard. n""s emmovej ,-ndinns to o-olUo" previous stouw KUm u. two hun dred years ago. Near Hanson- berg, in New Mexico, a very won derful cave has recently been dis covered. On entering it the visi tor hears sounds, as from an fEolian harp, which are made by the strong current ot air passing through objects which vibrate. A party of miners explored it re cently, and they discovered a series of steps which led them to the bottom of the cave. These seem to have been hewn out of the rock many generations ago. Passing through an arched open ing, a view was presented which fairly bewildered the explorers. The purest stalactites of crystal lized carbonate of lime hung from the ceiling. Wreaths of pink colored sulphates of lime, quartz, and spar crystal studded the sides. It seemed like a real fairy’s haunt. The effect was heightened by the melody which had struck their ears at the entrance of the cave, and which seemed like the distant murmur of a symphony from a mighty organ. The miners wandered on, hall after hall exhibiting a succession of splendid scenes; a realization of the marvels of the Arabian Nights. Before leaving the cave, however, the party had a couple of unpleasant adventures. A mountain lion sprang at them, but was finally killed by repeated discharges from their revolvers. He measured eleven feet from tip to tip. A monster rattlesnake was also killed. This measured eight feet in length and eight inches in diameter. New Mexico will soon become very well known to travelers, as railroads are pene trating it in several directions.— Demorest’s Monthly. know how it brightens up things generally to have a lively, witty companion who sees the ridiculous points of things, and can turn an annoyance into an occasion tor laughter. It does a great deal better to laugh over some domes tic mishaps than to cry or scold over them. Many homes and li— a are dull because they are allowed -. become too deeply impressed nth a .'sense', of the cares atu re- is easy. Do you not know how hard it is to talk to any one who does not know you, or cares noth ing for you? But we are told here, “God careth for you.” A short time ago, while riding- in the country, I saw some little boys sailing their toy ships in a brook by the road side. The boats were so small they were in danger of being blown over. To keep them upright, or from running into the shore, the boys had pulled off their shoes and stockings, rolled up their pants and were wading around after them. They bad a great deal of care for those little vessels, and many times were obliged to set them up straight or turn them away from the shore. Now this is the kind of care God has for you. Our Lord once said, “Lol I am with you al ways,” and again, “him that com eth unto me I will in no wise cast out.” When you get troubled, or have any. care, you go directly to God and tell him all about it, for he loves you. You may change the words of the text a little to guilino- the wearied spirit with the this better than Satan, who said, hope of a better life ? j “All that a man hath will he give What can it be that really ob-lfor his life.” But that which we structs“a task so beneficent” as put above every thing else the that of freeing men from the be- Bible calls a vapor, which appear- paralyze our power, there are lief in a supernatural order about: eth for a little time and then van-1 others which produce simply an us unless it be-that this order isheth away. “All flesh,” it is abatement of strength. For ex- actuallv exists’ This is an eu- said, “is as grass, which cometh ample, the church can only put Uo-hfened ’noe Everybody has up in the morning, and in the forth half its strength when the heard the news that 1 other world.” Few children ar-,creth. done all I can; thou hast prom ised that my bread should be^- en to me, and that my a ter should be shure ; now tho Must do the rest.” I went he 16 and told my wife. The next-raping came. After working hc rs began who should enter myiome but my old employer, askg if 1 had any work yet. I angered, “No. But I do not suppe’ y° u Want me?” “Well,” said 16 , “f think you were very stif n y our opin ions, but I want J “ to take up that job where ye left it. “But you know I canr work on Sun- JUDGE Merrimon delivers a fine ad dress on the occasion of the closing exer cises of Kings Mountain High School, and among other things stated that when North Carolina entered the Federal Un ion she ranked third, to-day she ranks fourteen, and he believed that this retro gradation was due to her neglect of educa tion. To illustrate, ho compared North Carolina with Ohio. He said that Ohio with an area less than that of North Carolina by 10,000 square miles, did not enter the Union until 1805; that she entered ranking eighteenth and has been taking a higher rank at each census; that in all her p od icts she far exceeded North Carolina and he gave the statistics to prove it, and that last year North Caro lina spent $373,000 for education, while Ohio had spent during the same time ovr $3,000,000. “Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.”—- 1 Peter v: 7. Mauy times you have heard your minister, as well as other good people, say it was easy for children to be Christians. Al though you knew they believed what they said, you wondered if they had not forgotten when they were children, or whether they had as many cares and troubles as you, so you said, silently: “It may be easy for ministers or dea cons to be good, but very hard work for girls or boys.” I do not wonder you felt so, es pecially if you had never thought of what Peter wrote in our text. If you will read it again care fully, I think you will see the whole secret. Whom does Peter mean by “him?” He cannot mean any of your friends, because not one of A sweet and intelligent little girl was passing quietly through the streets of a certain town a short time since, when she came to a spot where several idle boys were amusing them selves by the dangerous practice of throwing stones. Not observing her, one of the boys, by accident, threw a stone toward her, and struck her a cruel blow in the eye. She was carried home in great agony. The doctor was sent for, and a very painful operation was de clared necessary. When the time came, and the surgeon had taken out his instruments, she lay in her father’s arms, and he asked her if she was ready for the doctor to do what he could to cure her eye. “No, father, not yet,” she replied. “What do you wish us to wait for, my child ?” “I want to kneel in your lap, and pray to Jesus first,” she answered. And then kneeling, she prayed a few minutes, and afterwards submit- ful side. Into such a household, good but dull, the advent of a witty, humorous friend is like sunshine on acloudy day. While it is always oppressive to hear persons constantly striving to say witty or funny things it is com fortable, seeing what a brightener a little fun is, to make an effort to make some at home. It is well to turn off an impatient question sometimes, and to regard it from a humorous poiut of view, instead of being irritated about it. “Wife, what is the reason I never can find a clean shirt ?” exclaimed a good but rather impatient hus band, after rummaging all through the wrong drawer. His wife looked at him steadily for a mo ment, half inclined to be pro voked ; then with a comical look she said, “I never guess conun drums; I give it up.” Then he laughed, and then she went and got his shirt, and he felt ashamed of himself and kissed her; and then she felt happy, and so what might have been an occasion for hard words and unkind feelings became just the contrary, all through the little vein of humor that cropped out at the surface. Some people have a peculiar fac ulty for giving a humorous turn to things when they are reproved. It does just as well oftentimes to laugh things off as to scold them off. Laughter is better than tears. Let us have a little more of it at home. of no avail to make a man a tian, yet a Christian’s good are both pleasing to God and able to men.—Arnot. are not those that are preached in our churches, or from the pulpit. They are the sermon lives. And the street, the counting house, the office, the shop, the parlor and the kitchen. And men and women listen to them, who never hear any other: Let us be careful how we preach. ted to the operation with all the pa- remember, to a day, when you com- tience of a strong woman. mitted an error, or made a mistake, How beautiful this little girl ap- a nd they are not content with re- pears under these trying circum- mem bering it themselves, they are stances? Surely Jesus heard the determined that you shall remember prayer made in that hour; and he it, too, and every convenient oppor- will hear every child that calls upon tunity—and they make it convient his name. Even pain can be endur- quite often—they twit you of it. ed when we ask Jesus to help us They delight in thus doing, and if bear it. London Christian. the twitting is done in the presence »,.^„ ^. i of others their delight is much great- —Prohibitory public meetings will be er - But, then, these twitters, al- held in Greene county as follows: Ephra- though they annoy for the moment, ims Chapel, Monday, July 11th, Hooker- can do no harm, and it is not worth ton, 15th, Bull Head, 23d Barrows, 27th, hile t n ti them.—Methodist Re- Seminary, 28th, Speights Bridge, 30th, i , Snow Hill, Wednesday, Aug. 3rd. | colder.