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PLYMOUTH, N. C. FJKIDAYE 22) 1898.
VOL. IX.
NO. 31.
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There is magic In the music -when the foun
tains of her mirth
Into liquid waves of laughter ripple
down;
"And her eyes a deeper rapture
In their dreamy moments capture,
Brt I cherish most her features archly
gathered in a frown.
In the masquerade of faces desolation wears
a smile,
- 'While the gravett in demeanor is the
clown;
But I know that in revealing '
Every transient thought and feeling
Bhe is nearest when her forehead twectly
furrows with a frown.
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Reuben Cole's Change.
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'And roses, Reuben?" Leah Cole
said, quietly.
. The seed catalogue lay open, and
sue conid see toe bnnch 01 tuntty
onions on the opea page. Reaben
roost always ended bis list with onions!
Tuxvo TiTQen'f time fi wait QHT7 loncrpr
it was now or never.
"And roses, Reuben?"
Reuben Cole bent over bis laboring
pen, apparently deaf to the gentle,
wistful voice. His hand was painfully
cramped, and the parallel lines in
dented between his eyebrows told of
his mental toiling. Plowing half a
day, steady, on the windy side of
Stone Scrabble hill Mas nothing to
this.
Leah could have helped him if she
had only dared to suggest it; but to
her simple vision there was something
majestic and unapproachable about
Reuben with a pen gripped in his fin
gers. It required all her courage to
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mention . iiei neaiii o uesnc me
roses.
."But I'm bound I will," she com
muned with herself, stoutly. "I'll do
"J 1'"' ') " ""f
briel could do if he wanted Reuben to
put roses onto his list."
But her heart failed her as she
watched Reuben's slow pen trace
"two nsekatres of best onion seed."
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and then sign "Reuben Cole" in great
quivery letters. It did not write
."roses," and Leah Cole's plaintive
face fell. '
Reuben Cole was not deaf. None
of the Coles had ever been, even in
their eighties. It was a matter of
family pride with them all.
He had heard Leah's gentle re
minder about the roses oh, yes, but
he had let it pass unheeded, just as he
had the year before and the year be
fore that. Leah always put in her
oar fo- some foolishness like that
every time he sent oft' his order for
seeds and berry canes. One year it
was flowering almonds an' some kind
of Tartar honeysuckles. If he got 'em
once he'd have to again, and wasn't it
about all he could do to manage the
garden sauce? They'd got -to have
that, but they hadn t got to have a
mess o' bushes an' flower beds litter
ing up the front yard. Leah was real
carious about that.
The Cole farm was a prosperous
one. According to its place in the
taxgather's books, it ranked as one of
the thriftiest in the town. There
were always the newest varieties of
small fruits in its berry patch and the
newest kind of garden sauce in its
garden. Its field crops were fine its
level mowing fields .wonderfully pro
ductive. The neighbors averred that
they never did see greener, heavier
grass than grew in Reuben Cole's
meadows, an! his loads o' hay at hay
ing time were eights to behold.
But the front yard at the Coles' was
"barren and dismal. To be sure, there
were Leah's beds of old-fashioned
flowers that she spaded and tended
herself with steady patience; but they
had a discouraged look in spite of
her care. The little old-time posies
refused to blossom thriftily in such
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Darren, uliuicbbcu nun, nuu iiouucu
could not spare any dressing for it.
But the grass oh, that was the
worst! It tormented poor Leah's
beauty-loving eyes summer after sum
mer. She did so long to see it bril
liantly green and carpety, like other
people's front yard grass. Across
the street, a little way down the hill,
the Hobbs' grass was so green. You
could feast yonr eyes on it an' bury
your feet in its luxuriatin' thickness
an' they always kept it mowed.
Xjean UOie uiu iier uu nwui-jwu
mowing. It was not very successful.
The day after the seed list was sent
off, Leah took her sewing out into the
yard. It was one of those surprising
ly warm, summery days that come
Bomciimes in early spring, and she
resist the temptation of it.
Xjnot sew much. SShe wan-
j-vi-j? the big,
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bare
nkempt
'euben's time to
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FROWN.
In her eyes there gleams a splendor which
no shadows can subdue,
Like the glint upon the waving fields of
brown;
As the glowing embers mingle
With the ashes on the ingle
Glows her soul among the thoughts which
gravely wait upon her frown.
All the shifting lights and shadows which
her April eyes assume
Wear a charm of which this aspect is the
crown;
And if she could guess the ardor
Of my thoughts as I regard her,
How I wonder would her features coldly
gather Id a frown !
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They dotted the forlorn little place all
over, a:id when Leah shut her eyes
and made believe, transformed it into
a lovely little place.
In the antipodes of Leah Cole's
hungry, wistful life it is possible she
might have been an artist. The artist's
soul was in her.
"I'd put the clump a' hydrangeas
over here in this cornery place kind
o' set 'em round careless in a scatterin'
bunch. They look real pretty so.
There's a clump in a yard over to
Buxville. And the white laylac I'd
like to go about here. It would grow
big and need plenty o room."
A white lilac
was one of Leah s
heart's desires,
too.
She wanted a
white one so!
They were plowing down in the
home field, and the sound of the men's
voices drifted up to her through the
clear air. Reuben's voice was hearty
and full of enthusiasm. He was going
to lay down that field to clear clover.
"I wish they'd plow the front yard
up," mused on Leah, watching the
long, straight furrows grow. "I'd
sow the grass seed myself. It's the
only way to . do. This old fiod is so
dead n' alive."
There were no children on the Cole
farm, and all the love and devotion
Leah Cole might have spent over lit
tle, uneasy bodies and all the time she
might have speut over little patch-
hungry pinafores and frocks were
centred on this little, unkempt front
yard that was so dreary and might be
land! so beautiful.
It wouldn't have been so bad with
little child truck scattered round it
and prints of little feet on its graceless
sod.
"I'm agoin' to run up to John's be
fore the plantin' begins, Leah. There's
some business I've got to do with
him, an' I need a little change," Reu
ben said , at supper time. He said
nothing about Leah's going too.
Did he think 6he did not need a
change?
"Why, I would, Reuben. It's a
pretty drive, an' they'll be tickled to
death to see you! It'll do you good.
An' Reuben " her voice faltered the
least bit "An' Reuben, if you don't
mind askin' John's wife for seme
slips "
"Slips! I s'pose you mean slips o
plants an' things, but Icalc'late John's
wife has all she can do inakin' slips
out o' dimity cloth!" for at John's
there were little children.
Reuben laughed and pushed away
his plate. But Leah rallied for the
second attack.
"Mebbe she's dreadful busy, but
John's wife will always find time to
keep growin things round "
"Of course. There's six there now,
if I remember. I guess they all grow'
fast enough."
The immediate prospect of a
"change"" made Reuben uuwontedly
jovial. He chuckled in pleased ap
preciation of his little joke. But
Leah was intent on her own thoughts
and remained grave enough. If she
could only have some of John's wife's
slips and maybe laud! think of it!
John's wife had roses all around the
house.
"An' John's real poor beside Ren
ben," sighed Leah's thoughts.
The last thing, . as Reuben drove out
of the yard, she called out after him,
wistfully:
"If you're a mind to speak of the
slips, Reuben "
And then she went back to her
work, and Reuben rode along the
pleasant country ways with the beau
tiful resurrection of spring all about
hinl. The air was full of the smell of
newly-turned eods, as he passed by
fields fresh from the plow.
The first birds back from their win
ter resorts tilted on limber twigs and
sang to him. It was spring spring
spring. Reuben Cole's blood quickened and
flowed more freely through his veins,
as the sap was flowing under the little
song birds' feet.
He passed a jogging couple in a
quaint, old-fashioned wagon and caught
a glimpse of their placid enjoyment of
each other's company.
"I declare, "he thought, "why didn't
I bring Leah along? I might've as
well as not I'd go back now if I
warn't a third of the way to John's."
At John's a good many things inter
ested Reuben Cole, and a good many
things astonished him. The tiny farm
was just out of its winter dress, and
the spring cutting and fitting had not
.begun.
"Ain't you late about your plowin,'
' il?" questioned Reuben a little
surprised, for John was a first-rate
farmer. "Down our way it's all out
o' the way. an plantin' will be comin'
along pretty quick.'
"Yes, I am late," laughed John,
cheerily enough, looking up from his
work- he was helping his wife prune
the roses and shrubs. "You're ahead
this time, sure. But I told Letty
here she shouldn't do all this prunin'
and tyin' up alone the plowin' could
wait a bit. Don't you worry. I'll
catchup with you."
John and John's wife were bending
over a white rosebush, and their heads
and fingers came together, now and
then, in the friendliest nudges. Both
of them were laughing, with their
voices keyed to sp; ing music. It was
very pleasant out in John's front
yard.
Reuben sat on the doorstep and re
volved new notions in his head.
"Why shouldn't I help?" went on
John's voice. "Half this fro -it yard's
mine, an' I guess. I want things to
look rlourishin' in it, too liey.Letty?
what's that you say about men folks
not carin' for flower? Take it back,
ma'am one, two, three!"
A merry race ensued, and all the
little John children flowed out of nooks
and crannies to join in it.
Letty came out of it breathless and
smiling.
"We're goin' to put the aster seeds
in under the windows this year," she
explained to Reuben. "They'll look
so bright against the underpinnin'.
And the sweat peas over there against
the fence and the pansy beds here, you
see. The children see to those. Oh,
we're goiu' to look fine, I tell you!
And John's sent for some new shrubs
too let's see; hydrangeas and a gold
en elder and a smoke tree. Last year
we got that purple-leaved plum. You'd
ought to see it by and by! And we
got the white lilac" John's wife's said
"laylac, "too "last year. Oh,yes,and
that cunnin' little mulberry tree. We
try to get three new ones every year.
"When the front yard's full, there's the
back yard!"
John's wife laughed and went in to
see if the John baby had waked up
yet.
"She's a great one for fixin' up,
Letty is," John remarked, proudly.
"I leave the seleetin' all to her; then I
help set out aud tend. There's noth
in' like havin' things kind o' pretty
around the house. I say that's as
necessary as havin' good potatoes and
thick hay crops. If you can't have
both, have six o' one and naif a dozen
o' the other. You chaps with the
money can outshine ue, of course, but
we'll do the level best we can!"
All the the way home Reuben Cole
was still revolving his new ideas. In
the back of the wagon was a bulky
bundle of shrubs done up in burlap.
He had driven ten miles out of his
way for these. John's wife's slips
were in a moist packet under the seat.
Halfway home, the ideas said there
was going to be a revolution in the
front yard at home. Two-thirds of
the way, there was going to be a rev
olution in the little homely sitting
room where he and Leah sat together
long winter evenings. There Avas
going to be something new and bright
there as well as in the little homely
front yard.
Grand ideas brave ideas.
Three-fourths of the way home, he
was going to help Leah set out the
things and prune them and dress
them for her. Poor Leah! She'd
had kind of a hard, uphilly time of it
tryin' to fix up things round home.
Come to think of it, Leah was growin'
real sober and old, late years Leah!
and she used to be the spright'iest,
han'swmest little woman in the United
States! Happy an' chirk, too, as a
laughin' child.
Four-fi ths of the way, five-sixths
almost home!
Seven-eighths of the way; he was
goin to give the little woman a sur
prise an' see if she'd forgot to blush
that little soft red color that used to
set her off so.
Home. And Reuben Cole sprang
lightly down and kissed Leah's pa
tient, gentle face. A little soft red
color hurried into her cheeks and
made her young again.
"Why,Reuben-land!" The House
wife. Wonders of a Limwtone Pit.
M. Martel, the well-known French
cave hunter, has explored a natura
pit in the limestone of the Lozere,
France, with remarkable results. Aftei
descending a vertical shaft for aboul
200 feet he found an immense hall,
sloping downward, and at the lowe?
end a "virgin forest " of stalagmites,
resembling pine and palm trees. Many
of them are very beautiful, and one,
over ninety feet in height, reaches
nearly to the vault of the cavern.
Nothing like this forest of stone has
been observed , in any other known
cave or pit.
Million of Glf Eye.
It is stated on German authority
that the astounding number of 2,000,
000 glass eyes are made every year in
Germany and Switzerland, while one
French house manufactures 300,000
of them annually.
The Kansas (legislature has just ap
propriated $100 for a marble .bust of
Charles Robinson, the first governor
of Kansas, t ve placed in the Stat
iaiversit
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SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS.
It is stated that vast untouched beds
of sheet mica lie within fifty miles of
Kiao-Chou bay, China.
It is estimated that the nerves, with
branches and minute ramifications
connecting with the brain, exceed ten
million. .
To hold crayons for blackboard or
drawing work a tube is fitted with
clamping jaws at one end and a slid
ing rod at the other end, to force the
chalk into position.
The British army rifle has eighty
two component parts, in the produc
tion of which 952 machines are em
ployed, as well as various processes
which do not require machinery.
In a communication to the Paris Acad
emy of Sciences, H. Grehant says that
the surface of cast iron kept at a red
heat is capable of transforming car
bonic acid into carbopic oxide that
is, into a poisonous gas.
For a short distance a lion or a tiger
can out outrun a man and can equal
the speed of a fast horse, but the ani
mals lose their wind at the end of
about half a mile. They have little
endurance and are remarkably weak
in lung power.
Siberia has for half a century been
known to be rich in graphite, but such
have been the difficulties of transpor
tation that development has been
hampered too greatly to be profitable,
although in 1875 no less than 666,000
pounds were explored.
The highest observatory in the
world is that which has been erected
by a number of wealthy men interested
in science on Mont Blanc, Switzerland,
at a height 6f 15,780 feet above the
level of the sea. Since it was not pos
sible to reach solid rock for the foun
dations, the house was built in the
frozen scow. i
The surface of the sea is estimated
at 150,000,000 square miles, taking
the whole surface of the globe at 197,
00,000, and its greatest depth sup
posedly equals the height of the high
est mountain or four miles. The Pa
cific ocean covers 78,000,000 square
miles, the. Atlantic 25,000,000, the
Mediterranean 1,000,000.
A yellow light has been obtained
with incandescent gas burners by a
German inventor at Krefeld. He al
ters the burners so that the gas is
Bupplied at a pressure of three and a
half atmospheres. A single jet of ordi
nary size then emits a light of more
than a thousand candle power, by
which fine print may be read at a dis
tance of 150 feet from the light.
longevity Influenced by Water.
Solid and dry as the human body
appears, says The Household, water
constitutes more thau one-fourth of its
bulk, and all the functions of life are
really carried on in a water bath, and,
although the sense of thirst may be
trusted to call for a draught of water
when required, the fluid can be im
bibed most advantageously for many
reasons besides satisfying the thirst.
In the latter stage of digestion,
when comminution of the mass is in
complete, it is much facilitated by a
moderate draught of water, which dis
integrates and dissolves the contents
of the stomach, fitting it for ernul
geuce and preparing it for assimila
tion. Hence the habit of drinking water
in moderate quantities between meals
contributes to health, and indicates
the fact that those who visit health
resorts lor the purpose of imbibing
the waters of mineral springs might
profit by staying at home and drinking
more water and less whiskey. .
Water is the universal solvent of
nature, aud the chief agent in all
transformation of matter. When
taken into an empty stomach it soon
begins to pass out through the tissues
into the circulation to liquefy effete
solids, whose excretion from the sys
tem is thus facilitated.
Very few people think of the nec
essity of washing the inside as well
as the outside of the body, and he who
would be perfectly healthy should be
as careful about the cleanliness of his
stomach as that of his skin.
A Thread From the Earth to a Star.
Sir Robert Ball once made a curious
calculation on the distance to the near
est of the "fixed stars." The calcu
lation was inspired by a visit to one of
the great Lancashire thread factories.
The superintendent of one of the fac
tories inspected by the astronomer in
formed the star-gazer that the com
bined output of the various Lanca
shire thread factories was 155.000,000
miles of thread per day. Those fig
ures were certainly enough to aston
ish anyoue, unless it should be an as
tronomer. Sir Robert Ball has long since passed
the point where he expresses surprise
at a string of figures which represent
even billions of miles. Instead of
falling stunned at the thread man's
feet, he paralyzed the manufacturer of
cotton filaments by telling him that if
all the factories in Lancashire should
work day and night producing 155,
000,000 miles of thread every twelve
hours, it would take them two hun
dred years to spin a thread long
enough to reach from the earth to the
nearest of the fixed start-. Tit-Bit.
Only one pereon in a thousand dies
frl old age.
SERMONS OF THE DAY.
RELIGIOUS TOPICS DISCUSSED BY
PROMINENT AMERICAN MINISTERS.
The Rev. George H. Hepworth't Sunday
Sermon in the New York Herald U En
titled, "Thins: Not Worth While" Ir.
Talwage Preaches on Unfair Conduct.
Text: "Thou hast sinned against thy
soul." Habakkuk, il., 10.
The object of religion is to make life
sweet and satisfactory. When a man has
done the best he could under the circum
stances he has done all that God requires
of him. Heaven is not for those who be
lieve things, but for those who do things.
Christ was a working man In its largest and
most divine sense, while we are oil working
men In a small sense. He worked for
others, and was' therefore divine: we work
for ourselves, and are therefore pitifully
numan. His religion teacnes us to become
a part of the life of those who need our
help; our tendency is to take from others
for our own ease and comfort, and to give
as little as possible. He empnasizes tne
value of the soul, gives it a dienity aud a
I grandeur, the gait and bearing of a king.
our philosophy of life minimizes spiritual
I pleasures and magnifies what is sensuous.
I never tire of the New Testament, be
i cause it is such a desperately sensible book
I and because it flatly contradicts the ideas
j wnicn worldly society puts into my neaa.
It is always new, therefore, and almost al
! ways Startling. If the soul is what He tells
I me it is, then I must have a large plan. If
I am really little loyer than tne angels,
I then I must cease to be childish, and the
small cares of life must not be allowed to
tease and fret me. In that case I should
look life in the face and say to my soul that
It must busy itseif about great things and
keep in mind that petty things are not
worthy of attention.
For example, it Is not worth while to be
impatient because what happens is not to
our liking. We are apt to make a hot re
ply when an ill-natured remark is made.
i Somebody else's bad mood excites a bad
mood in us. We eaten the disease instant
ly, and then there are two persons In a
bad mood instead of one. Passion Is heat
ed to the exploding point, we give rein to
our tongue, and a pitched battle of words
takes place. We loosen the bonds of a
friendship, we wound the heart of affec
tion, for what we say is a consuming fire.
If we had a perfect control of ourselves we
should not be powder to anyone's torch. A
little patience, very difficult to attain, I
admit, would keep us from striking when
we are struck. It Is noble to keep still,
and the rebuke of silence is like a keen
sword. It is not worth our while, not worth
the soul's while, to step down to a lower
level because some one addresses us from
that level. We should maintain our dig
nity though others lose theirs.
Then, again, it Is not becoming In a
princely soul to allow the habif. of fault
finding to get posession of it. It renders
one uncomfortable, it unfits one for the en
joyments which cross our path, it dulls the
edge ef happiness, it is like eating a lemon
instead of an orange. The man who finds
fault with others seldom has time to And
fault with himself, which is his chief duty.
Instead of being charitable he is
censorious. Not even the Lord can
E lease him, and if he ever gets to
eaven he will insist that things shall be
arranged to suit his personal taste. Fault
finding is simply self-conceit in a subtle
disguise. Such a man hints that the
universe is wrong, but that he can put it
right. It is not worth while to peer at the
defects of others and to ignore their vir
tues. It is better to look for good things,
because you are sure to find them if you
look long enough, than to look for bad
things and then waste your time in
grumbling because they are bad. If God
were dethroned such a man would try to
take His place; but since God reigns it
would be well for the fault finder to retire
to the background and try to be thankful
for mereies received, rather than criticise
the Almighty for not giving him what he
thinks he ought to have.
Once more, it is not worth your while to
look on the dark side of life, for that de
stroys your power of resistance and endur
ance. There is sometimes a hard side to
God's providence, but never a dark side.
He does undoubtedly ask us to do some
strange things, and to go through some
strange experiences; but if He goes with
us we are .not only in good company bat
are sure to derive some benefit from it all.
Strong characters are wrought by tears,
and afflictions are stepping stones to
beaven if we view tbern from the right
standpoint and put tbem to tneir proper
use. Life is not all giaJness, but sadness
is the hot fire in which the Toledo blade is
forged. We may not always know why we
suffer, for no explanation has ever been
given, but somehow or other the suffering
souls are always the noblest, provided they
euner under tne shadow or Uod s Bym
rathy. To be unconscious of His presence
makes life very heavy and laden, but to be
conscious of it is like catching a glimpse of
the distant home when the weary traveler
Is ready to drop Dy toe wayside.
Yes, a soul, an immortal soul, with
heaven and heavenly things all about, is a
magnificent mystery. It must live up to
its destiny, and put under its feet the fears
and doubts which are so intrusive and so
persistent. Think of yourself as God's
child, to whom no real harm can possibly
come, and the clouds will part and your
depression will be lightened. There are
still stars overhead, and a blue sky. It
will be all right by and by. In the mean
time be patient, and, above all, keep your
faith bright and pure.
George H. Hep worth.
DR. TALMACE'S SERMON.
An Impressive Discourse Entitled, "Meas
ured by Tour Own Yard Stick."
Test: "With what measure you mete, it
shall be measured to you again." Matt,
vii., 2.
In the greatest sermon ever preached
a sermon ubout fifteen minutes long, ac
cording to the ordinary rate of speech a
sermon on the Mount of Olives, the
preacher, sitting while He spoke, accord
ing to the ancient mode of oratory, the
people were given to understand that the
same yard stick that they employed upon
others would be employed upon them
selves. Measure others by a harsh rule
and you will be measured by a harsh rule.
Measure others by a charitable rule and
you will be measured by a charitable rule.
Give no mercy to others, and no merey
will be given to you. "With that measure
ye mete, it shall be measured to you again."
There is a great deal of unfairness in crit
icism in hunmn conduct. It was to smite
that unfairness that Christ uttered the
words of the text, and my sermon will be a
re-echo of the divine sentiment. In estima
ting the misbehavior of others, we must
take into consideration the pressure of cir
cumstances. It is never right to do wrong,
but there are degrees of culpability." When
men mi.sbehav or commit some atrocious
wickedness we are dispose indiscriminately
to tumble them all over the bank of con
demnation. Suffer they ought and suffer
they must, but in a difference of decree.
La Gre&t Jjptaia and in the United. States.
In every generation, there are tens of thon
sands of persons who are fully developed
criminals and incarcerated. I say in every
generation. Then I suppose there are tens
of thousands of persons who, not positive
ly becoming criminals, nevertheless have a
criminal tendency. Any one of all thosa
thousands, by the grace of God may become
Christian, and resist the ancestral influ
ence, and open a new chapter of behavior;
but the vast majority of them will not, and
it becomes all men, professional, unpro
fessional, ministers of religion, judges ot
courts, philanthropists and Christian work
ers, to recognize the fact that there are
these Atlantic and Pacific surges of heredi
tary evil rolling on through the centuries.
Again, I have to remark, that in our es
timation the misdoing of people who hava
fallen from high respectability and useful
ness we must take into consideration the
conjunction of circumstances. In nine
cases out of ten a man who goes astray
does not intend any positive wrong. He
has trust funds. He risks a part of tnese
funds in investment. He says: "Now. if I
should lose that investment I have of my
own property five times as much, and if
this investment should go wrong, I could
easily make it up; I could five times make
It up." With that wrcng reasoning he
goes on and makes the investment, and it
does not turn out quite as well as he ex
pected, and be makes another investment,
and, strange to say, at the same time all
his other affairs get entangled, and a'l his
other resources fail, and his handsaretied.
Now he wants to extricate himself. He
goes a little further on in the wrong in
vestment. He takes a plunge further
ahead, for he wants to save his wife and
children; he wants to save his home; he
wants to save his membership In the church.
He takes one more plunge and all is lost.
In the study of society I have come to
this conclusion, that the most of the people
want to be good, but they do not exastly
know how to make it out. They make
enough good resolutions to lift them into
angelhood. The vast majority of the peo
ple who fall are the victims of cir2um
stances. They are captured by ambuscade.
If their temptations should come out in a
regiment and fight them in a fair field they
would go out in the strength and triumph,
of David and Goliath. Eut they do not see
the giants and they do not see the regi
ments. Temptation comes and says:
"Take these bitters, take this nervine,
take this aid to digestion, take this night
cap." The vast majority of men and
women who are destroyed by opium and
by rum first take them as medicines. In
making up your dish of criticism in regard
to them, take from the caster and the artiet
of sweet oil and not the cruet of cayenne
pepper.
Do you know bow that physician, that
lawyer, that journalist, beeaine the victim
of dissipation? Why, the physician was
kept up night by night on professional
duty. Life and death hovered in the bal
ance. His nervous system was exhausted.
There came a time of epidemics and whole
families were prostrated and his nervous
strength was gone. He was all worn out
in the service of the public. Now he must
brace himself up. Now he stimulates. The
life of his mother, the life of this child, the
life of this father, the life of this whole
family, must be saved, and he stimulates,
and he does it again and again. You may
criticise his judgment, but remember the
process. It was not a selfish purpose by
which he went down.' It was magnificent
generosity through which he fell.
My friends, this text will come to ful
fillment in some cases in this world. The
huntsman in Farmsteen was shot . by
some unknown person. Twenty years
later after the son of the huntsman was
in the same forest, and he accidentally
shot a man, and the man in dying said:
'God is just; I shot your father just here
twenty years ago." A bishop said to
Louis XL of France: "Make an iron
cage for all those who do not think as we
do an Iron cage in which the captive can
neither lie down nor stand straight up." It
was lasnioned the awful instrument or
punishment. After a while the bishop of
fended Louis XI.. and for fourteen years
he was in that cage, and could neither lie
down nor stand up. It is a poor rnla that
will not work both ways. . "With what
measure ye mete, it shall be measured to
you again."
Ob, my friends, let us be resolved tosaold
less and pray more!
What headway will we make in theju.ig
ment if In this world we have been harden
those who have gone astray? What head-i
way will you and t make in the last great
judgment, when we must have mercy or
perish? The Bible says: "They shall have
judgment without mercy that showed no
mercy." I see the scribes of heaven looking up in
to the fa?e of such a man, saying, "What!
you plead fur mercy, you, who in all your
life never had any mercy on your . fellows?
Don't you remember how hard you w?re in
your opinions of those who were astray?
Don't you remember when you ought to
hftvo Sfivpn .1 iiplnincr hnrnl vnn fimnliivwd a.
hard heel? Mercy! You must mis-3peak
yourself when you plead for mercy here..
Mercy for others, but no mercy for you..
Look," say the scribes of heaven, "loot
at tbit inscription over the throne of judg
ment, the throne of God's judgment." Sae.
it coming out letter by letter, word by
word BAnt.fn hs SRiitnfl nnril vrtin-
startled vision reads it and your re'nore--ful
spirit appropriates it: "With what
measure ye mete, it shall be measured to
you again. Depart, ye cursed;'
LEITERS BORROWED
$9,000,000.
Now Prepared and Determined to Carry
Through Their Wheat Deal.
L. Z. Leiter and bis son, Joseph, the
Chicago grain speculators, have borrowed
9,000,000, and are now prenared to carry
through their big wheat deal". They didn't
actnaiiyneed the money just at present,
but thought it better to make the loau when
the money market was easy.
Every bushel of contract wheat now at
Chicago will be on its way to Europe
within the next four waeks. Up to the
middle of March the railroads were loading
Leiter wheat out of only one system of
elevators the Armour. The closing of ad
ditional shipping contracts with the fist
bound road9 for 3,000,003 bushels started
loading at every elevator system in Chicago.
NOVEL TEST CASE. .
Chinaman Arrested For tTins Hi AIo:itIa
as a Sprinkler.
For years the Chinese lauudrvmen of San
Francisco have sprinkled clothes for iron
lag by spraying the watjr from their
mouths. Last March a eity or.linanca was
adopted, prohibiting this primitive and
disgusting method, and several Cmuese
laundrymen were arrested for violation of
the decree. A test ease was made, and the
culprit tried to secure a writ of ha!)aas
corpus on the ground that the ordin.iaco
was unconstitutional because it was special
legislation. Judge Cook this week dejided
that the law justihe3 such u ordinance, as
It is designed to check the spread of lis
eiise. He remanded the CUiuese to jail, and
the case will be tried.
Mips May Scruggs,
outhern paper 6my. '
who is still. th
iu her t-i.ms," baa
bank at Wayeru
teen made teller of a
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