NKLIN PRESS,
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FRANKLIN. N. C W KDNKSDA V. APRIL 4, 1906,
THE
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1 Zshf Return
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Ty SUSAN KEAUNd GUASPELL.
"Seems a little loneljr at times,
mother."
"Now, pa, you know It's all for the
best."
"I ain't arguing It ain't all for the
best. I was saying It was a littio
lonely that's ail."
Mrs. Freo pulled the big wooden
rocking-chair up nearer the stovo,
which was, teaiiing a warm glow
; Into the room, and took up the soft
. white wool which rho was to trans
form Into "ono of tlnsa shoulder
: things" for Rhode Rhoda would need
euch things now that she was in the
city.
But instead of beginning her work
She turned a little in her chair and
' looked out at the broad expanse of
white. The hills were all cold and
shining, and more snow was even now
flying In the air. Winter had come in
earnest.
"Of course, mother," said the old
farmer, with a quiet, kindly sort of hu
mor in bis voice, "you ain't ever loac
' some."
"When I do get lonesome, pa," she
Bald, picking up her work, "I just keep
' thinking how it's all for the best and
that's consoling." '
John Free walked over to the win
dow. "If Rhoda was home now and
was teaching the school, I'd just about
be putting Nellie to the cutter. Rhoda
Uever did much walking over bad
toads when I was round."
"And Rhoda appreciated it, pa." said
Mrs. Free, after a pause in which she
bad been silently counting stitches.
"Rhoda was the best teacher they
ever had round here." And then, as
r'ffe was sVriffWi'S stitches and
"la not answer, he continue
gressively, "Everybody says thai
'Fourteen fifteen sixteen. You
never heard me say. pa, Rhoda wasn't
good teacher. All I said was a girl
;. Who could sing like Rhoda had no
business teaching the Hickory drove
chool or any other, for that maher "
"Brother Wllllims says there ain't
the same Inspiration In his preaching
now that Rhoda's left the choir; and
I will say," his voice sank to the tone
of one making a confession, "that
wane t go to church to worship the
")ra, tne worshipping was a little
Well, a little more pleasant like, I
night say, when Rhoda was there."
, "More than one has said that," re
marked Mrs. Free, complacently.
i never snw i 1 in
way
whole community leaned on
Jhoda
Twas Rhoda this and Rho-
kt! Nothing from a barn-raising
funeral could go on without her.
can't ever say our Rhoda was
with her singing, mother."
guess our Rhoda wouldn't be her
hughter If she was Mingy with
g," said Mrs. Free, quietly.
had a way of saying these
when least expected, and they
ailed to be disconcerting. "Now
counting on that having nny-
do with it," he said nwkward-
)r," he went on, after listrn-
Intly to "thirteen fourteen
flxteen," "shall you ever for-
fshe sang 'Lead Kindly Light'
Powers' funeral? Seems like
times 1 ever beard her, that
most moving."
Ift wool fell to Mrs. Free s lap.
.80 sympathetic," she said,
lee chuckled. " 'Pears to me
t't be her mother's daughter
n't some sympathetic."
Gn-fteen sixteen Jurn."
only response.
I might as well be about the
Does seem like this winter
Ing to be mighty long."
, pa, don't he so restless four-
teen sixteen I bet ! that's
'rod by the window, putting on
fy coat. "Looks like Fred Bar-
(itter coming, he remarked,
hoda was home it wouldn't be
where he was making
ked Mrs. Free.
..'long pretty brisk. Cold
ikon. He s got some one In
ain't a man. Moth-
Is of bands were tumbling a
Rhoda got out of the sleigh,
arrled In the valise, how Fred
t got away without being so
as asked In, they never quite
It was all a strange whirl, and
e door was shut, the Bligh-bells
ay, and Rhoda, after one
frightened look round the old
threw herself Into her mother's
f hat,, snowy coat and all; and
flurst from her" the wild, uncon
jde sobs which follow a long, bit
train. I mother stood holding her in ut
Jlence she was a mother, and she
t that was beat. But when John
I could bear it ho longer, ho put
Id on the girl's shoulder, and said
inly, bis own rugged face wet with
"Rhoda, girl, you're home now.
liatter what's happened, it's all
rid"1
now."
raised her head then and grop
6'
ed V her father's hands. "It was a
mistake," she moaned, plteously, "a
mistake!
"New, what's a mistake?" said John
Free. "1 Just want to know."
"Mother," cried the girl, her voice
till tick with sobs, "It's gone! Our
dream's gone, mother! I I oh, I
can't sAg!" She sank to a chair,
her headell to the table, and sobs such
as the oA room bad never heard be
fore crowded upon one another in bot,
passionate succession,
"BometSng'8 . happened to your
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- i
flfRhnHn I ::
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voice, Rhoda?'
asked the old farm-
er, timidly.
She grew more quiet then. "0S, no,
pa," she said, "nothing's happened to
It. It never was there-. I never could
sing."
"Wei, I guess we know better than
that! And whoever said "
"Now, pa," broke In Mrs. Free, "this
Is no time for arguing. Come right up
to the fire, Dodie, and we'll get off
those wet things and get a good, hot
drink. You'l take your death of cold
sitting there as though no one cared
whether you were wet or dry!"
After her feet were warm, and sho
had taken the hot tea her mother had
made for her, and the old surroundings
had taken a little of the sting from her
wound, the girl began casting about
in her mind for words which would
not distress her parents. They were
sitting on each side of her, eager to
know, and yet reluctant to ask ques
tions which would bring pain, their
sorrow, after all, tempered with glad
ness because she was at home.
"You see, pa," she began, quietly,
"there are no really great singers"
round here. I am the best there Is,
and so, because I can sing a little, MIjs
Parsons all of us, made a mistake and
thought I had a great voice, when I
haven't."
'Hut I can't see" began the old
farmer.
"Now, pa," protested his wife, "just
let Rhoda tell it."
"The city is full of good singers.
mother. They come from all over the
country. There are thousands of
them who can sing better than I can."
"Now I don't believe that!" cried
her father, slapping his knee hard."
e to believe it, pa, for my
le of tho best In the whole
so.
did he? Well, what had you
make him mad? There's
behind It!"
no, pa. And yon mustn't resent
was very kind of him. He
have gone on taking our money
long time, but he didn't, you see.
was very good."
"Huml" grunted John Free, dubi
ously.
"And he was so very kind about It.
It was after my lesson, and I was
Stnnding there, putting on my gloves,
Ahen he looked over at me in a strange
kind of way aiid 'aS'ke'd fSB irasfrwmArr'
hoped to make of my voice. I didn't
quite know what to say, and then he
asked me pointblank if I expected to
make money out of it, to make back
the money 1 was putting into It then
he asked me something about our cir
cumstances, here at home. oh, very
kindly, pa," as an angry exclamation
burst from the old farmer. "and when
I told him we wern't rich, that that
it bad been an effort, you know, ho
looked at me very queerly, and then
ho sat down and told me tho truth."
She hesitated, and then went on with
a .little catch In her voice: "And In
spite of all I've suffered. I thank him
from the bottom of my heart."
Her mother reached over and took
one of her hands. "Just what did ho
say, Dodie?"
"Merely that it wasn't great,
mother; that It wasn't worth the
money we would have to put Into it.
He says voltes can be made now with
out much to start on, but It tnkes a
long time and a great expenditure, and
when there are so many who have
have something good to begin with,
why, my voice would bring us nothing
but disappointment. And I can see
that he's right.
"He says it's a nice little home
voice," shJ went on, trying to smile,
"but that Is all It ever will be, you
know, and I can't afford to pay five
dollars a lesson for don't you see,
mother?"
Mrs. Free only pressed her child's
hnnd tighter, fighting the lump which
kept rising In her own throat.
"I wasn't very philosophical about it
at first," continued the girl, her voice
shaking us If It might give way with
any word. "Of course I didn't cry
or make any fuss before him. and I told
him so, and that I wouldn't take any
'nore lessons. Oh he was so good
about It! He told me that we couldn't
all have great voices in this world;
that It wasn't our fault of we didn't
ave them, and that If we did the best
!vo could with what we hud, there was
nothing to be ashamed of. He shook
hands with me, and said he had liked
me so much, and that It was just be
cause he liked me he had told me.
"I knew that what he said was true
about our only being expected to do
our best with what we had, and yet
0 mother! mother! yon know how
foolish I've been! You know how I've
stood up In our little church, and
dreamed it was a great city church
with thousands of people you know
how I've gone to sleep at night dream
ing I was taking great armfuls of flow
ers, whilo people clapped and clapped
to bear me sing again! Mother, you
know!" and Bho pressed the worn
hand she held close to her cheek,
while the hot tears ran down her tired,
white face.
"When was all this?" demanded her
father, his voice gruff with the effort
to keep back the tears.
Rhoda hesitated. "Ten days ago,"
she said, at last
"And where undor the sun have you
been ever since?"
She pushed backed her bair wearily.
"I've been trying to work In a store
and I was almost as dismal a failure
at that as I was as a prima donna."
"Now, Rhoda how could youT"
cried her mother.
"Oh, you don't taow the feeling I
had! 1 wanted to come home, and yet
1 Just couldn't. It teemed like eoming
home defeated. ' It seemed I just must
do something in the city, and so one
of the girls got me a place in store."
She paused, and then laughed the
nearest to a natural laugh they bad
heard since her return. "I was an aw
ful clerk! I hated It! The air was so
bad, and some of. the people were so
"You'l .B
leach'
city, si
"Hod,
domwto
soniolng
it It
mfcht
k(r a
lie
snlpy and horrid. And then, father,
one night I came homo with my head
and feet both aching, and all tired and
sick, and I found your letter about Mr.
Chllds wishing I was home to take the
school, and about you and mother be
ing so lonesome, and and that letter
brought me home."
John Free cleared his throat and
looked over at his wife with an air
which defied contradiction of rebuke.
"It's a curious thing," ho said, "that
I was telling your mother th!s very
afternoon that I had nine-tenths of a
notion to go and telegraph Rhoda to
come home. I I ain't feeling any too
well this winter."
"Aren't you. n-j?' sheas';?'!, in quick
concern. "What seems"
"Oh, I'll be all right now" he hasten
ed to say, and lsoked boldly over at
his wife.
He went out to see about the chores I
then, and the girl sat down and talk- 1 courso of his remarks ho said that
ed her heart out to her mother. When ' he believed that many dairymen at
it cama time to get sunper, she went ' tempt to fe?d too economically. Tho
about some of her oil duties naturally, average cow wants all she can eat.
almost gaily, and she mere than once j The first thing she does with her food
brought joy to her mother's heart by Is to repair to the wastes of the bajy,
letting her htuh ring gUdly out i all excess going toward the production
through the old kitchen.
"Mother," shs called from the win
dow, where she was standing beating
an egg, "where under the sun Is father
going this time of night? He's got
Nellie hitched up, and he's goligofi!"
"Now I do ray!" cried Mr.i. Free,
and hurried to the door to enter pro
test, but cniy In lime to rce her hus- J containing protein are n:t raised on
band wave Us hand in provoking ' our farms in uuffie'ent quantities to
fashiou nnl drive away. balar.ee the others. ("beer, alfalfa
"Well, if that isn't funny!" laughed and bran are very good protein b nr
tho girl, and went on beating the egg. ! era, but tho food tint baa the must
When he came back, about half an ' prote in is cottonseed r.i:al. It is
hour later, he sat by tho Are and also probably tho chiapest source of
watched Rhoda set the table. "Joe ' protein. Next cheapest are oil und
Chllds was mighty tickled," he gluten meals. The speaker also said
chuckled, at last
She put down the sugar-bowl with
a thump. "Nov.-, father, where have
you beeu?"
"Hum! Guess I've got a right e go
about my own business, 1 had an er-rand-up
to Joe Chilcls', and while there
while there," he repeated, eyeing her
cnllon that
you were home and say. he
JT''d
riL'ht out of his rh:lr. and waved his
arms and shouied at tue, 'Loik here,
John Free, will Rhoda teach our
school?' and I replied that you might
consider It."
"Now father! "
She laid the knives nnd forks round,
and then stood there, locking at him
with eyes a littio misty. 'Hut it is nice
to feel you're back where some one
wants you, where where you're a suc
cess," she said, tremulously.
"Never was a teacher round here
like you," said John Free.
It was after they had finished sup
per and the dishes were cleared away
and washed, and Rhoda was sitting by
the table, reading, while her mother
sat" clCSe-aV'trartrr. trtrrriUlS, upon the
soft wool thing, that the old farm
shifted In his chair and began, a trifle
nervously:
"If it makes you feel bad, Rhoda,
don't think about it; but many a night
I've sat here before I went to bed, and
tried to think how it would seem to
hear your voice In my ears again,
and"
"Now, pa." broko from his wife,
"how can you?" j
"Tomorrow, father," said Rhoda,
terniulously.
"All right just as you say," nnd the
old man turned back to the fire.
For a long time Rhoda sat there,
pretending to read, but not srelng a
word. She was thinking of what the
teacher had told her of doing the best
she could with what she had, thinking
how kind they bad been to her In her
hotne-c onting--Low they had made It
almost happy, inste.ul of sad. She was
thinking that to them her voice would
always be beautiful that the world's
cold shoulder could not thrust away
a faith born of love.
She rose then and walked over to the
little organ which stood In one corner.
"I will sing a little, pa," she said, "It
you want me to." t
They drew their chairs round where 1
tbey could soc her, and waited for her
to begin. Her mother's face was wet .
with tears, and the old tanner put his
hand to his mouth and coughed.
Rhoda sat at the organ for several i
minutes In silence, her hands resting
on the keys, wondering what to sing, ,
wondering if disappointment had not
ruined all the voice she ever had. And ;
then it seemed that the spirit of that ,
home, that little country home where j
there was love and peace, wrapped her !
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IUIJIIU "I," ..........
,She raised her head, and her voice,
sweet and tender, carried out Into the j
old room, to the two faithful hearts,
the beautiful, never old words:
"Mid pleasures nnd palaces though we
may roam.
Be It ever so humble, titer's no place
like home.
A charm from the skies seems to hal
low us there,
Which, sought through the world, is
ne'er mA with elsewhere."
Rhoda had never sung bo well be
fore, for she was singing out her grati
tude and love singing out her heart's
thankfulness fcr this refuge from the
stress nnd Borrows of the world.
Youth's Companion.
Not to Be Freshly Informed.
A tall old lady, dressed In block,
and with a very businesslike manner,
walked Into a well-known establish
ment and, declining the service of the
shop walker, made directly for the
crepe counter. She had rather a
thoughtful air as she examined the
stock, and the obliging young shop
man remarked affably.
"We have a very large stock of
crepes, madam. Just allow me to
show you some new French goods,
'very popular Just now for every kind
Of mourning. Now, these tight crepes
are all the' rage for half-mourning for
cousins. May may I ask, madam,"
he added, hesitatingly, "for whom you
are In mourning?" ;
"Husband," . said the customer,
briefly.
"Ah, yes. Then I have Just the ma
teria!" you require; the best style Is
1 "Young man," interposed the old
lady, severely, "I am much obliged tor
your explanation. TuU may know a
lot about the fenhlon, tint, 'as, I
buried my fourth hnsband yesterday,
you may be sure I've got a grip bt thf
abject"
The Balanced Ration.
This was tho title of tho subject al
lotted to a speaker at one of tho
auxiliary meetings of tho MicMgm
Stato Dairyman's Association. In tho
of mill;. He advised a liberal supply
of different kinds of feed. Feed all
that (he cow will eat, but show some?
discrimination as to kind of feed. A
cow In order to give milk should have
flcsh-nourlshlng foods and heat-forming
foods. Good f, -odors always have
enough heat producing foods. Foods
that lie had use I corn silage nnd col
li nsced meal last year nnd found it
I very patlsfnetnry ration.
Caring for Harr.cis.
In lii'i with the Siigsestiois before
gUen about having place in the barn
on which to bang llic hntut'ssj Is the
nlan of kr-i ivim in r::ti;ns on hand
iiinl ;inj. repair the lr.rness so that
it will have the loiigiV possible leas"
of life, if til" harness i's very sol Ice
and stiff tlie best way of ':;ttlns it
In prime condition is to Inks it ap.irt
lit every place where It is fastened by
a buckle and soaking it .in water
which has been a trtf warmed.
Then lake a stiff br,:sh, n sfl.all
scrubbing brush will answer 111- pur
pose, and scrub cai !i part of the
harness thoroughly. Then spread it
out to dry and If any portion 1s still
sticky :.: i ub it c.'.'iin.
To sofl"n and preserve t'.ie leather
notl.ing is bettor than neafs-foi.t oil.
which Is readily obtained. Apply a
small quantity to the harness and
rub It In thnroitgltly with the hand.
In lb" ib-;en.-e of this oil use sweet
After thoroughly oiling seoMhat
. - i. . .ma iW.
rod tiwewirfi.1. siihtw
none of the si itches Is broken at tho
S(,nm3. Twice or Ihre? times a year
... overhnulinr; the harness as suggest-
f() w!1 ifcp t in such condition that
it will b't !nr y?ms longer than
when carelessly
lis News.
treated in'.irnapj-
Giirding Co'n fo- Ho-u.
There is such a variation in results
ef ex): Timents conducted to ascer
tain whether II is best to grind feed
for hogs that the Individual feeder
Is left to be his o'.va judge and to
ascertain for himself whether It pays
best to grind the f ed or to food II
whole. My op rienco has beeu that
young animals will rl'.e'.v their feed
better than old ones and that almost
any ho'; will chew crn very well be
fore It drier, cut. Whl'e young hogs
will chew dry corn reasonably well
old ones nre liable to p-iss half the
grains unbrob.cn in their voidlngs.
Last year I undertook to fatten a stag
five years old and afi r the crn got
dry he did not, from appearance,
break half th grains.
I am now fattening a r.cv about the
same ago and the same is tr ie with
her. I nm feeding her ground feed
now, however, nnd feel pretty sure
that it pays mu to go to the trouble
of grinding It.
If the grains are not broken It is a
clear case that the animal will not
ret much benefit from the feed, nnd
when any considerable quantity ol
, ..i.i,i ...I,,.,... nl,aa,lrr
g"'M " "
the animal It would seem to be the best
P' have the feed ground. 0 course
it will be somo trouble and cost to grind
tl,c u't,(1.
but If tho animals are not
chewlnc their feed well the extra
troublo will be amply repaid in extra
grain f'.oM the same amount of feed.
J. P. Fletcher in the Indiana Farm
er. How to Mate Fowls.
The mating of the fowls Is of great
Importance to the true fancier, and
should receive careful attention from
him. The experienced and success
ful fancier well knows Kb Importance,
and realizes that upon his knowledge
of the same much of his success de
pends. Many a season's work has
been a failure, . from a fancier's
standpoint, simply because of mis
takes In mating. The stock may have
been good but not well mated, and the
result therefore was a failure.
To the beginner It may seem that
by mating his highest scoring male
with his highest scoring females he
has made his best possible mating
nd can confidently look for good re
sults in their progeny.
This may at times prove correct,
but not always; It depends upon cir
cumstances. No bird is perfect, and
therefore must have Its faulty points
as well as its good points. How to
mate a male bird having a faulty
comb with females with a like de
lect, we must not expect the outcome
to be good; for the offspring are apt
:o come with this detect mugninea,
(Ve should not expect good results
from mating a male and a female with
the same defect, for we will not get
ny but bad results. It require but
little thought for one to plainly see
this, and cause him or her to say that
with such a male one must mate fe
males having good1 combs of .good re
sults In that direction to be ex
pected. You may see by so doing
you will not always obtain good re
sults or bad, but you will not always
have bad chicks. To obtain chicks
s near perfection as can be got, al-
ways breed from the very best ttock
that can be obtained. J. A. Roadruclf
la the Indiana Farmer.
Vitality of CoeJ.
The vitality of seed depeno..
partly on lis manner of harvesting
and partly on tho way It Is preserved.
Imported seed is rarely so full of
vitality as American grown seed. The
reoiat climnte of Europe and the sea
voyage Injure It. Se?d kept In air
tirht packages, cnpclally if stored
before It Is "bans dry," loses Its life.
Pec Is differ greatly In the time they
will ulain their g-rminativo power.
Cr.bhagc and turnips can bo safely
planted the third year, and will retnin
so.no vitality up to seven or eight
jvars.
ferrets, r-srs'cy, spinach nnd
pnrsa'p.i have low vitality after two
years, and frch seeds are much to
be pivfcrird.
I'm umbers, melons, etc.. will retain
a vitality of To percent up to tho third
year.
l'tppor nnd egg plant re of lilllo
value a'lor the first year.
II els a--- ilvir best the first and
e 'ltd yoe.r. hut have been known
to ;.ro.v a crop at eight years of age.
l ettuce is good for four years, but
cilery is not sife to plant after the
first y nr.
Tomato, when well cured, Is good
for two or I'aree years.
F'i a i and ln-nvs are pood for two
yee.r.i. and if w 11 cured may grow the
third year.
Weil cured Hint corn will give n
r0 percMit stand the third year.
Dent C M'U and sugar r'irn are of
weaker vitality, and new seed should
always be ptanlol.
Buzzes.
Store tho honey product In a cool,
dry plana.
Tin re Is little if any better honey
plant than alike clover."
A bcekeper tt:nn!ly gets what
he works for. no nnre. no I- ss.
See that your bees this winter
kept dry and warm with plenty
food.
For every pound of comb It
titrated It costs the boes
of honev
I a k. ep lle.unt honey Horn be-
coming candled, Real It up hot like
you would fruit. I
Do not hold the new honey back. I
Sell It as soon as possible for It will '
sell better when fresh. I
Many beekeepers reserve un- '
furnished sections and place bees
In hlcs that are short on winter
stores. I
Qcynless and weak colonies of
anv kind should In- united for winter- '
ing. In uniting take nway all but ono j
queen.
If you are not prepared to look af- j
ter your bees properly you bod better
get rlil of them, as they will never
make you a profit uneared for.
Success In beekeeping must bo
gained by actual experience. Olhers
may supply f rets, but l':e results, I
even if they agree, must be tho work
of experience. '
Keep the dark nnd ill flavored
eon:b off the market. Feed It back
to the bees, sell It to tho baker, do ,
anything with it. but don't put It
where It will kill tho sale of honey, !
good or bad alike.
The liblquitous Drumm?r.
Many an uncommercial traveler has
been surprised on encountering. In
seme out-of-the-way part, of the world,
the American drummer on business
bent. Probably few have been more
amazed than was an Englishman, Mr.
John F. Kc-ane, who met two of them
in Arabia.
Keane was on a pilgrimage to Mec
ca. Carefully disguised as a Moham
medan, hiding In (ho retinue of an
African prince, and dally believing
himself in Imminent danger of his
life, Keane at last reached the tomb
of Mohammed. And there he found
imn nimmont tvntcal Americans.
who scorned disguises nnd had trav
eled to Mecca clothed in flanneht and
checked trousers, nnd wearing Pana
ma hats.
They were on the best terms with
the leaders of the faithful, and were
prosecuting their mission with the
most complete success.
"As a result," said Keane, on his
ireturn to England, "the tomb of Mo
hammed and the streets of Mecca are
now Illumined with 'low-flash' Ameri
can oil."
Vegetable Medicines.
Turnip, onions, cabbage, cauliflower.
water cress and Loresradlsh contain
sulphur. '
Potato, salts of potash.
French benns and lentils give Iron.
Water cress, oil, Iodines, Iron phos
phate and other salts.
-Spinach, salts of potassium and
irou. Food specialists rate this the
most precious of vegetables.
Cabbage,' cauliflower and spinach
are beneficial to aenaemlc people.
Tomatoes stimulate) the healthy ac
tion of the liver.
. Asparagus benefit the kidneys.
Celery for Teumatism and .neural
gia,.. -
It Is claimed that carrot form blood
and beautifies the skin. -
It is claimed that carrots forms Mood
nd improve the appetite.
j' Lettuce for tired nerves.
j. Parsley, mustard, cowslip, horse
radish, dock, dandelion and beet tops
clerr the Wood, regulate the system
and remove that tlrjsd feeling so pecu
liar to spring. Washington Star.
SMors than 624.600 acres of the col
ot India are devoted to the raising of
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'1HE PULPIT.
BRILLIANT SUNDAY SERMON
THE RtV. W. S. BAER.
61
tnWrl: " tlirlFllan Ule."
r.rooklyn, N. Y.-The Rev. Wlnflclil
PcoU Utter, who camo from Urace
Cliuivh. .Sandusky. O.. to assume the
ivolot ybip of fit. tii-urge's Church,, si
n r.ie.u of ullVitcllve personiillty and an
cxcelleat speaker. Ilia subject Suuday
Liiirning was "Christian I.lfe." His
text was fran IVnlius xxit:l-2: "I
will lift up mini- eyes unto I lie bins
from whence ctmtcih ir.y help. My
l:o!p coine'th from the Lord, who made
hcu.cn au.l canh." .Mr. User said:
It is frutn lite heights thai wu gain
our ('ides: vUimi. It Is from llitf
heights of human ultaiiiinent that we
see life most truly. To gain llies
heights we need to gi where Christ
I'M o. imbed. 'I here ave certain luei
ilenls In His lite which preserve to
us the inliniale conne.-tion between the'
truth n( His lite and 'lie place where
ItMvns teveaied In lis Inline. Let
us till tip our eyes unto Hie bills, from
whence i oii:i'ili uttr belli.
l.p into u mount, with a few chosen
iic. pies, lie went by night to pray.
In ll:e ilaikiicss of ilie night liui.se j
wlio ;i , en ii i hi n ieit Hint Lelield a V'siou.
lieore thorn was the Sou of Man,
transfigured, witli sbiui ig face and
;,ii iiiem mi ;i',u. 1 lieu lucre CI 1UH j
a loice from Ifml, "This is my beloved
Son. bear Hiie." j
lln-.v otli'ii in Ike days In conic must
they have recalled that vision with
joy. How often in the night of their ;
purpii'Mty. when they questioned what
lo i!o, must they have beard the voiio,
"This is my Sun, hear Him." Their
brethren saw not the vision, heard not
the voice. In the valley below tbey I
slept. They bad not been asked to go
wi.'li their Master, and they did right
lo rest their wearied l mines for (lie !
work of the nmmiw. Hut those who
went Willi it i in saw the vision and :
beard the voice which declared to
them that whatever oilier teachers
were, or had taught, the perfect now ;
was come, nnd the Imperfect was done
away. The glory of the morning star
is swallowed up in the light of the
sun, which it foretells. So, day by
day, these u eu saw in Him (he trans
figuration of humanity, the gkiry of a
life lived with the Father; they heard
the voice of Hint Father saying, "This
Is my Sou, hear Mini," nnd knew In
Christ the perfection of sonshlp as
Coil Intended It to be.
Is Ibis a vision of past history? A
pave torn from the biography of
Jesus or Nnznreth? Is this a day when
I here is no vision, and no prophet; Is
this the mount of (iod far nway, and
must one journey to the Holy Land
to see it? Nay; since lie trod the
earth, all Innds are holy, and we may !
go into the mount, mny gain a vision
nnd hear a voice. For the clorv of
Christ Is not dimmed, nor the voice
iod stilled. As one looks back
vista of centuries ntnl
he force which has uplifted
dawns upon hltu for an- ;
of t !i 3 transfigured :
seeks r the highest
inspiration of brush and chisel, again,
clearer or dimmer, ss ho mny see, there
stands before him the vision of the,
transfigured man. As he gazes at
glorious cathedrals, wondering at Hie
greatness of the work and the beauty
of the art. again the Son nf Man ap
pears ns the Alpha and Omega, the
beginning of the iuspirntlen, the end
of all the faith.
All, ye -, and one need not go to
tn erpieces of urt to discern tlie
transfigured man. Closer nnd nearer
is He to us In II. e than in canvas or In
stone. Wherever man kueils down In
prayer, wherever in thought he lifts
up his heart to Hod, wherever in time
of meditation ho goes npt.rt to be with
the Father, there conies a vision of
(ransllgiired mini, glowing with tho
glory of Cod. The young man looking
out Into ne world, the old man wnlt
lug his ''.minions h.iinc, each ninv have
Ills vision nnd must have It, if he
would do his work r.right. How sail
cur life as Christians would be If all
we did was daily roiiiu, of duty on the
treadmill of exisletue. How long the
days -ould be; how j yless the tnsk,
with our song at best a stoic chant.
How glad when weary work was done,
nnd near.v eyes were closed, and weary
hnniis were folded nn the breast. Hut
that Is not the ( hristian lile. It Is life
nnd more abundant, with ts outlook
nnd He hope. In study of the Scrip
tures. 11 iniislms h hi n the heart is too
tull for speech, lu hours 01 worshlu
when hearts and voices nre upraised
to (Jod,. there may come to us a vision
of strength, ot truth, of the better
man to be, the answer to all our pant
ing and throbbing desires to come into
the fullness ot life. It may be dim,
because our eyes are dull. But as our
eyes grow brighter, the Indistinctness
fades nway Into tlie glory of the
transfigured mau 'Tirlst Jesus. The
vision of mau Is given to us In Him.
We long, too, for knowledge of God;
as we creep up "(lie great altar stairs
which slope through darkness up to
God," far, far above us we see the
light of the eternal glory. And ns we
draw nearer, the light resolves Itself
into the face of the transfigured One.
"We have (he kuowledge of the glory
of God in the face of Jesus Christ," In
whom God graciously veiled Hit
brightness that our weak eyes might
see.
Our fullest vision of God and our
clearest vision of man are had In Hlm,
We may see Hlm lu life of nobleman
snrt pure woman as we walk through
the streets. We may suddenly be
brightened In the darkness of a home
of sin by a glimpse of Christ shining
through the life of one who lives with
Hltu. Let ns ever seek for that vision.
of Christ in the life of our fellows, sod
if we seek, we shall find. But let ut
remember that it is well to take time
with Him In worship, In family prayer,
'wnere two or three are gathered to
gether, In our own communing with
the Father, ns we go apart In the
mount of prayer, which is the mount
of vision, the mount ot glory.
Another vision, not now on mountain
high, npart from others, with veil of
alght drawn down, but in light of day
on littio knoll by side of road where
throngs from the city pass. Three
crosses reared black against the sky,
aud the form of Him In the midst it as
the form ef Him who was transfigured
011 the munt. When He came down
from the mount of transfiguration He
met Hit disciples at the foot of the htU
surrounded by curious and disputing
crowd. There was a strife of tongues;
there was neea ana sorrow- 01 mu,
there vat weaknest of Ills followers.
The call wts made on Him, and the
demon wat expelled, sorrow was done
way, the distressed through tils
Strength wat restored to peace, Thlt
was the epitome of Bit lite. Theu
He set Hit face steadfastly to go to
Jerusalem. Prom vision to service;
from coramuulon with God to service
of man: from transfiguration to cruci
fix lou. Hit life wat life of ter rice.
He came not to be -ministered untot
but to minister; He wat teacher, a
preacher, setter forth of God nd
man In word and 11 r. He ministered
to men's bodies; He enlightened their
in i ml : He cleansed their souls; Ho
strengthened tbeiu to realize the Ideal
which Ills whole life was pouring out
for mail in sacrificial love, ns He hum
bled Himself and became poor that we
uilglrt become eternally rich; He gave
Himself up to dentil for us miserable
sinners that wo might have eternal
life. The depth of sin shows the
height of Ills love. The Cross of Cal
vary Is the offering up of self for
otber..
As we know well there I wondrous
strife of tongues. From every quarter
there nre questionings. Old forms of
belief are loslug power, but the old be
lief, we know, is not. It still inspires
and uplifts, because li is life lu (iod.
Change is on the face of the earth;
new slid strange things lire taught,
sometimes even as the gospel of Christ;
the seejhlng waters of life rush to nnd
fro, and at times one Is templed lo be
lieve that there is a reversion to chaos
in spiritual things. We pass from this
church, where we nre gathered to wor
ship (Jod Willi (he voice of thanksgiv
ing and melody, the sound of prayer
nnd praise, or we go from the quiet
silence of our m'"' it a lien, which was
all tilled with tiod's voice, inlo our life
with other men. They may have no In
terest In Ihese things, or best It may
he an Intellect,,:'! or speculative Inter
est. They are very critical
In that babel lo wh.ui shall wo
listen, whnt voice will still the djep
nnd make .1 great cnlni? What but
the old voice cf the Transfiguration:
"This is my Son, bear Him." Study
His words In asci-rlain the truth to
meet the inquiries of lean's mind.. Hut
with all the study that we c-u give It
' tii' can never emi.c to 'lie truth of Hint
: which .lo taught iinlil In our life we
i live the i 'c of soreice. ns He; He
I served; tberefote is lie great. It Is 11
' Idessjd privilege tu be 011 the mount
with Hod. Inn the vision must pass
Inlo service, as we go down, and by
Words and life dechire the vision which
we Imve had nf Irulli 11111I love. It will
mean cost. If He found Hint service
of olhers meant ',).;, I.ltlcr (rial and
weariness of In ly mi l mind, can wo
e:;p:cl (hat as His followers we shall
have naught lu c:i'!;ire? Mny (here
net be far in mlsuiidcrstuiulin.';,
temptations from lorliuie and power
ami ambition? May there, not be hard
ships for us, does service cost naught?
It cost 11 i in lee cross. And the dis
ciple is nut nbove Lis Master. I'lil
nearer we come tn reilizing Hie vision
of the perfect 111:1 a the closer we draw
to Calvary in tlie nlT-riiig up of self
for others. This mount of service and
sacrifice is not far away, inaeccssililu
peak cupped Willi the everlasting snow.
The service Is here, where throng C
men pass to and fro; it is a lowly
mount, the mount of service; lu tho
turmoil anil dust of the streets, ninom;
busy men thronging the city of mar.,
which should be the city of Hod. it is
lowly, yea, but bard to climb. Easier
far to go up on mount of prayer nnd
gain tlie vision of what we ought to
be than in life of service to lie what
wo ought. Hut thanks bo to Him
who is with us on Calvary as on Trans
figuration. His spirit strengthens and
helps lis nnd enables ns tn offer our
selves a living sacrifice, holy, accept
able unto Hod. ".My help coineth from
sen ns, neatbj
Nav. Christianity Ts not n .law ot
death, but n law of life. Hiidilhisin
mny hope to escape lifp, but Christ
cnine that we might have life, nnd
have it more abundantly. Christianity
is life, not death. A few weeks after
the crucifixion, on another niimiit, was
n gathering of men with loving eyes
tixul on 1 1 i in who was the centre of tho
group; and His form was as the form
of Iliin wlio had I een nailed to the
cross, the same, yet changed. Giving
t hem His command, and His benedic
tion. He ascended inlo heaven. Vision,
service, life not vision, sacrifice,
den Hi. Through His obedience to
what He knew to t right, through
j His translation inio a life or service
i of the perfect vision, which He had,
I He had come into the higher life, and
I is seated on the throne with God. It
was the lining end and glorious con
summation of such a life, the crowning
with the glory of nianiincti. fulfilled
nnd ennobled to Us greatest height.
The law of snciitice is not the law
of death, but the law nf spiritual life.
He that lo.-elh bis life for My sake,
tinileth it. lie thai biiuibleth bioirelf is
exalted, lie that bendelh down iu
love, nscemlelli up lu glory.
For the u ntil of I he Mount of Ascen
sion Is a higher life for man Into which
lie comes through vision nnd throui.li
service. Is it wrong t wish to uso
aright these powers which we feel
within; is it wrong to long for a fuller
life than that which now we have;
must we be content with what we nre
In spiritual attainment. In character?
Nay, if we be Christians, we cannot 1
lie content, as we behold the hills of 1
Transfiguration nnd Calvary, of vision
and sacrifice, and on the hill of Ascen- !
slon behold manhood crowned by God ;
In a fuller nud larger life than that I
which ear'h affords, with clearer range .
of vision, with larger realm of service,
with richer glory of the man, as He ,
conies more mm more lino tue likeness
of Ills Lord nnd Saviour Jesns Christ.
Love.
Nothing Is sweeter than love, nothing
stronger, . nothing higher, nothing
broader, nothing better, either In
heaven or eiirtb; because love is born
of God, and, rising nbove all created
things, can find its rest in Him alone.
Thomas a Kempls.
Poiina by Proxy.
- - , .
Any one who knows now long
takes the average portrait painter to
make his preliminary stuaies
portrait may well wonder how tho
fashionable woman of the social world
ever finds time to spare for the long
and tedious sittings. The answer to
this problem Is easy, once you know
the rules of the game. She doesnt
find the time. The artist has to get
over that by hiring a model to pose
for his eltter tor the details of the
painting ot the subject's frock and
while the accessories are being brush
ed In. ,
Unless the gown It an unusual one
the model hire one of the same col
or and material s that In which the
titter is to be represented; an all
pink satin, for example, It aUke. or
looks alike, when the artist flnlthes
hit Idea, of It. Of course, If the cot
tume U a special one, Uke that In
which Alexander painted Mrs. Clar
ence Mackay last year, and which the
wore to the famous James Haten
Hyde ball, the model hat to don that
for the time being.' Sometimes tor
standing figure an artist will drape
a lav figure, but If he
It at til conscientious he doee not
like to do that fc to him the. It
never the tame feeling of life bout
the tet of draperies. But, however,
be gett around It, tlrere It one thing
certain no society woman undergoes
the tiresome straltf o posing tor the
whole wort-New York Frees.
THE GAME.
If 11 Itwly mflt a bndy
Cut tin";: its n
N'pnl a Imitv nll a
, Fur hi Lwnt !i of mat?
Fviylmiy who can do It's
i'mtinvr up n fiont,
Ar.d he v. in the game
makes a
Base till of a tumt.
Y, L. V. In Puck.
Mrs. Henpecque Married men live
longer than Finglo men. Henpecque
Ye; mul it serves them right. Detroit
Free Press.
Ecth 1) you think yon can hit
rabbit? Josie Depends where the
rabbit la when the gun goes off.
Philadelphia Telegraph.
Hev. Dr. Thirdly (vl;it ing) Tommy,
do you know hat a miracle Is? Tom
my Yes; pop said It would be a mil
acie if you didn't stay to dinncrr
"IIow are you rnakifig out In writ
ing for thtfj? -igasslnwr "Just holding
my own. TiiPN'Aend me back as much
as I send them." l;el roll Free Press.
Grocer (to small customer) John
ny, would you like to have un apple?
Johnny No, rir. I'm afraid to eat
'cm. Grocer Why? Johnny 'Cause
my grrxiillalhcr died of uppleplexy.
Orator (excitedly) -The Uritlsh lion,
whether It is roaming tlie deserts of
India or climbing the foiests of Can
ada, will not draw in its horns or re
tire into its shell. London Tit-Bits.
A minister made a call on a lady
of Ills acquaintance. Her little daugh
ter grew weary of his conversation,
and whispered in an audiule tone:
"Hidn't he bring his amen with him?"
Mr. St.iyhitc-1 was going to call last
evening, but I understood you were out.
Miss l-atienci- The idea! I wish you
hail called. Mr. Siayliue Ah! you were
really at home, then? Miss Patience
No.
Ilenhani I have had my life assured
for live thousand dollars li) your favor.
Mrs. flenham Well, I'll be glad to
have the money, but I think yju've
(nerestimntcd your value Equitable
Record.
"It is bitter cold," remarked the; ,
shivering husband. "Why don't you
button up your jacket?" "The Idea?"
exclaimed the wife. "Why, If I did
then no one would know It Is lined
with fur."
"Well, Kadley is dead. He was a
mighty tough character." "Yes; killed
out West by a premature explosion r
dynamite, wasn't lie?" ' It wasanex-
)ntilnn.'if.ilynanite, but Iwouldn't call
It
Friend You must enjoy your new
position. So much honor, dignity and
prestige! University President Yes;
but 1 didn't gel so much money as the
head coach of the football team.
Somervllle Journal.
lib ks Kluseiiian's a nervy Indiv
idual. It's a wonder he doesn't get
l is throat cut some day. Wicks Why?
Hicks Well, he has the nerve to shave
himself In the morning and go Into a
barber shop an hour or so later for a
hair cut.
Pure Charity "You must admit," re
marked the pessimist, "that old Rich
ley never gave a cent's worth to help
the poor." "Hut, I don't admit It,"
replied the optimist, "didn't he give
his 2, ooo.oiH) daughter to a foreign
count the other day?''
1st Doctor So you've lost your rich
patient at last. 2nd Doctor Yes;
still I had him for a long while. I
had two amputations out of him, two
years' attendances, and the usual op
eration for appendicitis. I think I did
extremely well over him.
Hicks My wife saw (he new minis
ter for (he first time yesterday. Wicks
Oh, the Rev. Mr. Hoamley. What
did she have to say about him? Hicks
What every good woman says about
a minister, no matter how ugly he may
be: "He has a good face."
Editor I'm surprised that Nurltch
didn't want any notice in our society
column about his going to Europe. Re
porterWell, you see, he wants to
give the Impression that he's so swell
now that his going to Europe shouldn't
excite any comment at all.
"But," persisted the optimist, "It's
possible for a man to live upon very
little If he'll only make up his mind
to It." "Huh," growled the pessimist,
"it's impossible for him to live upon
more than a very little, because he
can't get any more than that"
A Tokyo Incident.
Tho Russian cathedral In Tnkvn. -
I K.Viu .. Annni.,n.. t i
H111UU IS vwai)ivuuua .Dui9 m u,v ,
1 d,gtr,ct of the caDltal wnere ,t h lo.
cated, has been carefully guarded by
police ever since relations with Rus
sia have been strained. When hot- .
tllltles broke out precautions . were) -redoubled.
No one is now allowed to '
go into the building without permis
sion. '
Recently an American journalist'
paid a visit to the cathedral, tent In
his card and was permitted to euter.
The day -was Sunday, the time about
4 o'clock In the afternoon.
On entering the building the visitor
was astonished to see a number ot 1 '
Japanese collected In the space be- -neath
the dome. It turned out that
marriage service wat being cele
brated according to the rites ot the
Russian Orthodox church, the bride -
and bridegroom being Japanese.
. It says not a little for thel- high
courage and firm faith lu ihefrrellg
ion that these people should have dS---
termlned to get married tn the Rus
sian cathedral at a time when such a
cloud rests upon - everything Rus
sian. It tpeakt still ' more strongly, ,
ot the broad toleration of the Japan
ese people, Who permitted the cere
mony to be performed. Youth's Com
panion. "-7. "itj,. .
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Felling 260 trees, comprising 700,800
feet of lumber was the remarkable feat '
accomplished by three Snohomish led
gers in eight dayt" time. .
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