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Ml gILSBQRQ N, C., THURSDAY, IECEMBER;26;i907, ; NE37 8BIUES6EiVrirNb; & - Us nl Ojd it ever occur to boeKerj vwmjuyt humi wouia prooaoiy nave averted the recent pani f Let yot 3iant this year be'of worth Madam, did you ever Jive": your husband alohristmas present and oaMiV " '-v .r-:.- -r " xuuau ana examine the mn7 nf ni r yf. vai I v, -rv -.rr .f " iwi.trt. , 'V -v-v ItlMnSo - riiv. let us Irnnrao., TS fe? 5 Coes. Tables, .TableVCderrNapldiisTIOitt ShawIi.lteAu'aiid a- CtoaO;? 1 . auittC k- vv , - J!- ' 1418 yvur swnas snopping early in December.. We. jan tktd'rttni. .tfcA-,and theet-c!: wfflbe nssr Tr.jSv . 4 y-y. .. . -mmmmm mama $ mm;m j. S.BPtJ RQEPMirTii&S Desires an account with every man, woman and To new enterprises jve will be glad toextend such accommodations as is consistent with conservative banking. We ciaip to be the Fnancial Bureau of Information for Orange County, and will gladly furnish information. - FOUPj PER CENT. INTEREST PAID ON TIME DEPOSITS. DEPOSITS FROM r Among the ' The picture is by Leon Augustin l'Herxnitte aud was purchased by the Metropolitan Museum of Art, of New York City, in 1905, from the in come of the Catharine Lofillard Wolfe Fund. In a letter to, the directors of the museum, at time of the purchase, M. l'Hermitte says: "I have en deavored to bring to all the figures in the scene the varieties of emotions proper to each but united as one in the expression of confidence respect ful in the old, searchingly so in the young." ?r Good morning, LorcllFar littlo boyi TWjk iSl I clay more, eneroui ia of joy M (r t-P Than unto men, they say: rA'iv bH Jr kSo, for greater happine,a3 M yVN C Teach ui3 Thy hoy name "to blcvjs ( Wi-th..;Pu 11 ei hearts "than they! HEARTENING THE "3bJ? ISICHAuXD n"UlE superintendent was Itall, thin young man, with slightly stooping stoulders fcad near-sighted eyes which1 Peered keenly through the aeavy lenses of his eyeglasses. "Our r , C6.a. r. Crawford," as ne was aiwj called by the general manager of the Perfection Electric Switch Company, had been transferred from his place is foreman of the wiring department to be superintendent of the factory af l time when an iron hand was needed to remedy the mischief which the lax taethods and general inefficiency of his departing predecessor had created. It was a difficult problem of reor- Jrawford'a Shoulders Rose, and Fell Convulsively. mm nr. you that money thrown Lowly. SUPERINTENDENT BARKER SHELTON anization that he had been called upon to face, but time had proved that the a general manager s faith he had stoutly advocated Crawford against the firm's opposition had . , iDn,,Bfl1 tv,0 noo, not been misplaced. The new super intendent had entered upon his du ties quietly, unassumingly, but-with a tenacity of purpose and an unre lenting energy that bent all things to his will. Three of the best" years of his life he gave unhesitatingly and uncomplainingly to the work before him. At the end of that time the factory was running with a smooth ness that took several wrinkles out of the general manager's brow and made the firm think seriously of in creasing the plant. "Our Mr. Crawford" the firm spoke of him proudly in this manner nowlhad made himself necessary to the Perfection Electric Switch Com pany, but his success had not been entirely satisfactory to himself. With all his . quiet force, the superintend ent was a very human young man. He had hoped to gain the complete confidence of the men and women under him. It was respect he wanted rather than fear, The lax, easy going regime of the former superintendent had made that careless individual very popular with J the factory hands. They had given I him' all sorts of presents on his birth days and- at Christmas time. The day his "resignation" oh, euphonic term! :had gone into effect they had presented him with an ornate watch charm, and when, red in the face and embarrassed he had tried to stammer bis thanks, they had cheered him away every year on worthies child In Orange Countv. rounaiy and pressed about him to It shake his hand. Powell had undoubt- emy Deen popular with his employes, uut ms popularity naa Deen gamea at the expense of results In the output pi tne factory. ; -.. under the new superintendent the output was satisfactory and more, The question that continually pre sented itself to the young man's trou bled mind was whether, in the Inter ests of the firm he had not been too harsh with the employes. In eradi cating the evils Jim Powell had wrought he had found it necessary x t ... . . I io calculate in cold-blooded lashion, to be ready with blame and chary of praise. The result was inevitable While the profits grew steadily Craw ford realized tht it was because of his ceaseless vigilance and the firm ness with which he held the employes at work. '. There were times when he was tired, especially when it seemed to him that he had merely developed into a successful slave driver. Sometimes at 6 o'clock, when the big gong-had sounded, he would sit by the time-machine and , watch the men file down the stairs. He would have given much if here and there in the long line a face had been lifted to his with a nod or a comprehending smile, but tho "hands" rang in their time in sullen silence. His very pres ence seemed to chill their spirits, and when one of them looked at him it was either with bitterness or a blank stare. Meanwhile the Perfection Electric Switch Company prospered amazing ly, and at the same time the superin tendent grew - a little more stoop- shouldered, a little more reserved, a ittle more heavy of eye. In November of the third year it happened that "Our Mr. Crawford' was taken sick. At the time he was putting forth strenuous efforts to have an increase of pay for the em ployes, in consequence of . which he was at the office several days when he should have been in bed. , He wanted the hands to understand that their work had been appreciated, and although he had to grind his teeth to keep from crying out with the pain he went daily to the office and argued with the general manager and the members of the firm. The firm was obdurate. It was de cided finally that, In view of the ex tensive additions that were to be made to the plant the increase could not be granted for another year. Sick at heart and racked with pain the su- perintendent staggered to his apart- ments in the gray November dusk; went to bed and sent for a doctor, The physician came, chided the young man for his carelessness of his health and said a slight operation would be necessary the next day. The operation was : successful, and the physician assured the anxious general manager that the patient would be at the factory In a couple of weeks. But the physician had not reckoned on many things the weari ness of mind and body in his patient, the bitterness of his recent failure to induce the firm to increase the pay of the hands, and the dragging load un der which he had struggled silently for the past three years. The wound caused by the opera tion healed rapidly, but with the heal ing came no strength. Crawford sat daily propped up in a chair by the window, listless and uninterested in his surroundings. The physician was puzzled and not a little irritated; the general manager, who came daily, be gan to show signs of alarm. "It's the pace of modern Jusiness, sir!" the physician snapped angrily to the attendant, who had been sent up from the hospital. "Get him in terested in something. It's his only chance." The -man tried everything his fer tile mind and thorough training could suggest, but with no results. Craw ford sat silently by the window day after day, looking vacantly at the bare branches of the trees and the patches of dull cloud drifting across the early winter sky. Christmas time found Crawford propped" In his chair, looking out over a world newly swathed In spotless white. The doctor declared that bow s.ChriGlmas presents, would hava checked thorun; brh6::hlsUoiv 5 :m,: a .week afterwards feeKasiarisdf :it? Tm AkvaanA -wwi-trfn ?2ni tw- i-VjrVf!' vt : was onlv a oueatinn nt tim nrf the filtenrlRnt hnri Inner dno nnaaaA trying to rouse the sick man's dor- mant Interest. On Christmas Day Crawford ojened an enrelnnfl from the factory, and found It enclosed a substantial check. He smiled bitter- ly and handed It to the attendant. "Hero, take it! Merry Christmas!" he said, in a colorless voice. At dusk it was snowing again, and just after the lights began to twinkle through the gloom Crawford, 'in his chair, fell into a heavy slumber. He was awakened by a lusty rapping at the door. The attendant went into the little hall and presently returned. "Two ladies and three gentlemen to see you, sir," he said. The visitors were ushered in, and as they entered the room Crawford gripped the arms of his chair and stared with wide opened eyes. There were two giggling girls from the wir ing department at the factory, two mfen from the assembling bench and the foreman of the brass room. The girls tittered and the men looked ill at ease. Crawford sat up in his chair. Two spots of color came into his wan cheeks. The foreman advanced and cleared his throat. 'We've come, sir," he said, looking at the ceiling, "to show you that, even if you're not with us, you're not for gotten! Perhaps we haven't always understood you, but anyway we know you're the right sort. We've heard all about your, fight for an increase for us, and even if we didn't get it, we know it wasn't because ,you didn't do your best for us. So to show our respect for you and your efforts in our behalf we've brought you this." He tore the covering from a parcel he bore and held out a silk umbrella with a large pearl and silver handle. 'And and Merry Christmas!" he finished. 'Merry Christmas!" echoed the two other men and the two girls. A lump rose in Crawford's throat. He could only beam upon them and mutter feebly, ''Merry Christmas to you!" 'Some few minutes after the com- mittee from the factory had gone the doctor came bustling into the hall. The attendant met him and shooK a warning finger at him. The doctor craned his neck and peeped cautious ly into the room. Crawford sat under the light. His head was hidden in the crook of one arm that rested on the window sill. Clutched tightly--in the other was a silk umbrella with a large pearl and silver handle. Crawford's shoulders rose and fell convulsively; he was sobbing like a child The doctor smiled in comprehen sion Good!" he declared, emphatic! cally.- "That's something like!" And turning on his heel he stole softly down the stairs. From Youth's Companion Alice in Toyland. -Jack-in-the-Box there!" : ' Alice "Why his silly!" hands are off, Wagner as a Curative Agent. Vernon Lee has told somewhere the story of the marvelous effects of Wag ner on a headache; it may be proved any night at the Queen'srHall. One does, after a time, succumb to what is a kind of hypnotism ; the sound seems almost to cjeaf- the air, or at least to lull one Into a kind of dream in which only the sense of hearing exists. London Saturday Review. mjj ir "Hands off, THEPULP1T. AN ELOQUENT SUNDAY SERMON BY ' DR. N EH EM I AH BOYNTON. Subject: The Will and ihe Work, Brooklyn, N. Y. Dr. Nehemiah Boynton, pastor of the Clinton Ave nue Congregational Church, having returned from his European trip, was in his pulpit Sunday. In the morn ing, greeted by a large audience, he preached on "The Will and the Work." The text was from John 4:34: "My meat is to. do the will of Him that sent Me and to finish His work." Among other things, Dr. Boynton said: The very essence of a rational faith In Jesus is dependent upon His being permitted to make His own impres sion upon one's soul as a being who met and mastered life in normal re lations. If you permit your fancy to dress Him in the light fluffy and ethereal garments of an airy mysticism you add to your imagination but subtract from His reality. Ifybu array Him in the blue and sometimes navy blue homespun of a provincial theology your philosophy aspiring to do . the task of sympathy takes away half His birthright. He recedes from the heart and mind of the world ! But if you allow Him to be an actual resi dent in life and. to live in the world to which He came, to work, to won der, to minister, to suffer; to joy and to love, you restore Him to men. Again He lives in power, and by His very mastery of life indicates His claim to be the chief est among ten thousand. . The supreme divinity of Christ, His Individual and tmique relation to the Father, are best apprehended by set ting His life in its ordinary and usual human relations, permitting it to tell its own story and make its own impression. Whether you compare Christ with the Samaritan woman or with the astonished disciples His own transcendant greatness is in distinct evidence. Here is a travel-stained, weary and thirsty pilgrim sitting, by a. well; there a common water carrier comes to fill his pitcher. Their interview shows at once that they are not "upon the same level; they do not see life from the same angle. The traveler is evidently in full possession of something for which the Samaritan woman has only heart hunger, some thing very high, noble, soul satisfy ing. The disciples Tho. come as she leaves are not much above her level, so far as appreciating Christ is con cerned. They wonder that He is will ing to stoop to speak to such a per son! They offer Him food. Hospl- tality is the only grace they can at present afford. "Master, eat!" How slight an appreciation they have of the really nutritive forces of life! "I have eaten. I have been refreshed," says Christ. "Can it be that anyone has offered Him lunch in our ab sence?" they inquire. - "My meat," says Christ, "is to do . the will of Him that sent Me and to finish His work." ' . : ; Here is strong mat,Jndeed! Here is spiritual manna, indeed! The will and the work are the staples of that perpetual feast which alone will sat isfy the higher soul-life of mankind. A first great teaching of this incident is the personal nature of real religion. One of the pathetic visions of our. own day is that of multitudes trying to find a place to trust their souls. Tteligions which the world has out grown are galvanized into life again and'are made the depositories of rest less spirits. New forms of religion have for many mighty attractions and for a time seem to satisfy the soul de sire. There must be some one thing about the faith of Jesus which gives it pre-eminence over all otlier forms of faith, however much of fragmen tary trust they embrace. And that one thing is the sense of personal re lation with God. "My meat is to do I the will of Him that sent Me!" This is the great Christian contribution to religion. N God is Father of all spir its. To connect with His will is to re late oneselZ with Him and satisfy the longings of one's deepest soul. know Jesus ' Christ," said Bushuell, "better than 1 know any man in tire city of Hartford,-and it He should be walkingjalong the street and see me, He would say, 'Thore goes a friend ui miuc The iov. the assurance, the cer- tainty of a Christian faith,-root them- ' " ; . StOO UP TAKEN. selves in the sense of personal rela- - tion between the soul and God, which affords the-comfort, security and in spiration of living. Jesus again is insistent in His teaching that a loyal .will always ex presses itself in work: Tofinish His work. A personal relation with God -expresses itself through a social ap preciation and effort. Nobody ever travels to Heaven alone. Everybody must help carry somebody else who . would mount the shining pinnacles of the city of our God. The greatest -work in the world is to get one's will - in play to establish goodwill among - men! There is the race question; for ex- ample. How are men of different - -races to be treated in free America?. It is no longer a question of the colored man alone, hut of ihe Indian, the Japanese, the Chinese as well. Indeed, it is no longer a- mere; Amer ican question. It is an international question, bound o become more and more imperative and vital in coming days. What is the solution? Is it in in stitutions of social sympathy Jke clubs . and settlements? Is it in laws drastic . and enforced ? .These can . do some--thing, but the real solution waits upon the will oflhe people,, upon dis position and , attitude. - -The deeper recognitions are in order. "A man's. J a man for a that " - The nobler 'fel lowships are ' due. 4 The will of God . is waiting for a larger expression over against. passion.Unride, and prejudice! If Jesus could find in an ordinary Samaritan water " carrier a soul worthy of His kindly disposition. His sympathy, His solicitude, then His followers are bound to find in every human being a spiritual relative and maintain toward all made in' the im- . age of God a brother's regard and care. r. Doing the will of God will always express itself in some form of social service. You will solve social problems onljr Ty kneading Into them the leaven ot the Christian spirit, and there will be a rise in every social scale as the will of Christ Is by His disciples given adequate expression. A third and final teaching of the Master in this incident concerns spir itual accomplishments. What we want, says the Impatient disciple, is results! Indeed, here is a great truth, but what kind of results, pray?. Are apparent, returns always, the indices of a true Christian pro gress? Is it not possible "to make a showing" which by its very luridness is only a blind to a really deplorable state of affairs? ijneap method, superficial endeavor and questionable procedure are, " to be sure, dazzling temptations. Ap parently they take the kingdom 'of Heaven by violence and bring it in. Really they are sorry apologies for a true accomplishment, which is, first of, all, in-the implanting of a will, a disposition. . .He that believeth shall not make haste! "The sower and the reaper shall rejoice togetlr ir." The Kan who sows a Spirit and the man who reaps ;a harvest are fellow sharers in a common joy! : If Jesus is judged by the harvest ing "of .His life, He has small tally! Two hundred souls, only, embraced His faith when He gave His life for the world. But if any true measure ment attempts to estimate the real ization of His lif e and He is j udged by the sowing of His life, then, in deed, does. He appear as a master workman. He buried a spirit in the heart of-the world which has been in the world ever since, with its, ever recurring seedtime and harvest. Ho is known among men by the splendor of His will, which abides, rather than by the incidents of His work, whicb are glorious memories of, the past. -The will and. the.worki these two; but the greatest, the most harvesting of these is will, for, after all, "It Is not what a man" does, but would do which exalts him;" and; mighty are the spiritual accomplishments of those, iio matter for apparent figures, whose hearts are stayed on Him and through Him reach loving arms to the world. Chance for Scorching Baltoonlsts. -' A member cf the staff of the Blue Hill Observatory, near Eoston, has re-, 'ported that observations made there sb o w that the -average speed with which clouds, between 8,000 and 9,000 feet high, move is GO miles an hour. In midsummer and 110 mile3 an hour I in midwinter. The s-wutest mnc I a cloud yet measured was 230 mile an ho"". rjtfsfcurs jMspatcn. ,
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