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THE PALE CAST OF THOUGHT.
Thero was a task for me, and I arose
To meet it, for it stood before me clear;
In the night watches I had hoard it close
Beside the pillow, whispering in my car.
But in the morning other whispers came.
Blowing this way and that, until I grew
Full of all doubt, and nothing seemed the
same;
* Bo I lost sight of that I had to do;
Light reasonings decoyed me, one by one,
And then the sun set, with my task not done
Then did I know how" I had lived in vain,
!> And clearly sea my step3 had turned
astray;
For there be paths that in the dark lie plain,
Yet grow invisible when shines the day.
?Otccn TH'sfer, in Lippincott.
An Old School Diplomat.
BY AGNES GIFFORD.
Mrs. Fredericks hold a letter in her
hand. She had been reading it?without
glasses. "Would she ever have any
- of the infirmities of age! Her puffs and
curls of snowy hair under the ornamental
"coiffure" of lace and ribbons, her goldheaded
cane by her arm chair, seemed
simply to be the effective properties of a
well-mounted play.
1 "In short, Lena, I have resolved to
marry you to this youag man?if he
wits me."
Firm, calm, crisp words, spoken in a
voice correspondingly clear and mistress
of itself."
> " uiouuiunuuuti*
"Don't interrupt, child I I know everything
you could possibly have to say.
I have not lived in the world seventy
years for nothing! Yes! Yes, I know.
You have never seen this young man;
you don't know whether you can love
him,'etc. All that is nonsense! If you ,
don't know him now you will know him
to-morrow,when he arrives. If you don't 1
love hiu now you will love him?well, ]
perhaps not to-morrow; but nest day. ,
I have shown you his picture. lie is (
handsome; ne is of suitable age. I be- h
lieve in young people marrying when (
they are young. Henri Bowen is three- ]
and-twenty. You are nineteen. Very ,
suitable. Very suitable indeed. Put j
on your blue gown and look your best. ]
As for young Bowen's uncle, Captain ]
Charter, you need not feel intimidated \
Decause 01 nis coming, ne is a grave ;
and silent man; lie does not occupy him- |,
self with young girls. He rests on his j,
laurels now. He was a favorite with j,
many women; but when a man enters i,
middle age he drops those things. No; y
he will probably not notice you one way j
or the other. Young Bowen and yourBelf
can come to an understanding un- ^
molested by his presence. The Captain j,
Bnd I will entertain each other. We
shall have many things to talk of. 11 s
knew his father well; well?now go, jt
I am tired, I have chattered too much." I i
Mrs. Fredericks turned her cheek, cool s
and smooth as an old ivory, to the touch
of Lena's fresh lips. i
> "Good night, grandmamma." s
A radiant suuset after a cloudy, sultry I
day, a fresh breeze springing up from ^
off the sea, a large, old, shaded house
reachcd at last after a long drive and a ! r
day of dusty railroad travel?these were j a
grateful things. But still more grateful,
thought Captain Robert Charter and his [ c
nephew, the picture that confronted c
them in the wide, cool, old drawingroom,
with its wiudows open to the sum- I L
mer evening, when, the stains of the j 1
journey removed, they descended the ' y
winding oaken stair in the centre of the j v
house and were greeted by their hostess, j y
s Upright, near her grandmother's chair, 1 n
in her blue dress, with her fair hair in j p
a halo about her face, stood Lena, like a j p
Madonna. ' n
"Welcome, gentlemen," said Mrs. {d
Fredricks. I b
Vnr.n?? Prtrnnn V.orl nrnooelrwl Viic. ! o
A VUUg U\J ?? V/U UttVl ytwwuvu Uls7 ; ?.
uncle?a boyish, musoularly knit young !
Hercules, fresh of color, confident of' t]
mien. I g
"I knew your mother well," said the "
?ld lady. "And you, Captain Bob?"
Gently her line, pale, still pretty hand y
rested in that of the tall, dark man. He ri
bent over it, and softly, deferentially ai
brushed it with the long, black mus- p
iache, whose military sweep seemed to tl
harmonize with the bronzed hue of his
serious face. I F
> "Well! well!" murmured the old 1 %v
lady. "Just like your father, Captain S
Rob. He, too, had the manners of the S
. old school, "What does the rising gen- E
eration of to-day know of tho corrcct ^
way in which a gentleman should pro- sj
sent himself before a lady? Particu- h
larly an old woman like me? No offense, a
young man," turning to young Eowen.
"Doubtless if you were to kiss any one's u
hand you would prefer to kiss that of k
ray granddaughter her. Don't mind my y
chatter. What else can an old woman b
do but talk of. the past and its cus- L
toms?" t:
The Madonna, her delicate oval face r
disappearing under a pink cloud of a
blushes, received upon her timidly- n
extended lingers the salutation thus au- j i
thorized by the terrible old lady. 11
"Dinner is served," then said the |
latter. "Give me your arm, Captain, j t
-Our young people caa follow." ii
v? "Grandmamma talks as though Cap- j
taip Charter were as old as she is," J i
thought Lena, on Henri Bo wen's arm, |
4?o?/l T oiv. enri* hfi is not old at all. 11
don't believe lie has one gray hair in his ,:
head." _ ! <
- Henri Bowen's first remark she did not ; ]
hear and she had to ask him to repeat it. i
; "Mrs. Fredericks, your granddaughter '
is charming," suid the Captain, after;
dinner.
The two younger people had gone out
into the grounds.
"Captain Charter, I formed my granddaughter
myself," retorted Mrs. Fredericks,
dryly.
The Captain laughed.
"You are right. That is reason
enough. You have made her a charming
girl; you will make her a charming |
woman. For some man she will make j
n-1fn onil in Imr lofnn I
au auuiauit ?? UUU, ^ UWI jvu*v, j
site will be what you arc now."
"No, not quite," said the old lady, !
serenely. "Lena i3 a woman made for i
love. I was a woman made for rule, for
command. I am a tyrant. Oh, I know
it, and I choose to bo. I have yet to
find any one who can manage my aiitiirs
(and even those of a few others) as satisfactorily
as myself. But Lena is different.
She is a very teuder blossom. She j
will never care to be a tyrant. She will :
live for her husband?for his love. She
will only develop into all nature intended
her for under those conditions. Therefore
is it very necessary to find an exceptional
oak for my exceptional vine.
Dropping all metaphor, the husband who j
is to be worthy of Lena must not be the I
first chance suitor. If your nephew!
I
plcase3 me," concluded the old lady,
fastening her bright, piercing eyes with
masterful and humorous challenge on the
Captain's face, "I may capture him for
her."
"Henri is an excellent fellow," said
the Captain, with some emotion.
lie glanced through the window at
the two young people pacing slowly up
and down in the moonlight.
"I wonder what he is talking to her
about," thought the Captain. "His college
races, probably."
Lena's grandmother, in her turn,
watched her companion's unconscious
face a moment.
"Well, well," she said, "we 6hall
sec!"
* * * ?
*
"But, Captain Charter, I don't know
why?"
"You don't know why I should complain?"
said the Captain, crently. It was
many evenings since the evening of his
arrival, and it was he now who was pacing
in the dusk by Lena's side. Conscience
stricken, he told himself that he
had no right thus to mDnopolize that
place. "Where was Henri, his nephew?
"Ah, well," he resumed, "you cannot
say that you always treat my nephew
kindly?a3 kindly as he would wish."
He was trying to smile, but his heart was
heavy. It seemed ulways to be so now.
Lena, with downcast eyes, made no
answer.
"Perhays you will say," continued the
Captain, still with his forced lightness,
that you have not known him long
enough to?to learn to think of him as he
would wish. But?"
Do you think one must know?a
person a long time to?care in that way?"
asked Lena, casting rapidly a sly glance
upon him.
"No!?I?I think a day?an hour?is i
often enough?often too much, if it is to i
make the unhappiness of a whole life?"
The poor Captain paused. What, what
l:a.i he been saying? Desperately he 1
strove to gather himself together. The 1
odor of roses and new mown hay was in
the air, and the rustic of Lena's white
ircss upon the gravel of the park made (
his pulses beat. Wildly ho threw him- j
self back into the way of duty. "But ,
that must not be with poor Henri, I
hope. If you could learu to care even a ,
little for him, the rest might come in ,
time." \
Helplessly he floundered on. Lena, ,
who a moment before had flushed like a
*ose, had now turned pale as a ghost
mder cover of the gloaming. When, the
iext time, they reached the end of the
valk, she left her companion and entered I
;he house. s
Her grandmother was sitting in the <
jreat arm-chair, under a shaded lamp, 2
coding Herbert Spcncer. i
"Where have you come from?" she >
;aid. "Butlknow. I should do better 1
;o ask where young >Ir. Bo wen is. You e
lave been walking with the uncle in- t
itead. Why was that?" a
The old lady's tone had never been F
' ^ 1 ^ ?.
ore autocratic, ncr eyes nau never uau *
t more arbitrary and sarcastic gleam. Lena t
)egan to tremble. Her tease nerves gave t
vay. t
"Grandmamma," she cried, "you have F
10 right?no, no right?to marry me ii
gainst my will." ii
Her blue eyes were flashing like dia- b
aonds behind the ?udden blinding tears b
if rebellion. a
"Tut, tut. "WhatT9 this? Who, pray, ?
3 trying to marry yoa against your will? p
Lre you not very fond of this charming ti
oung fellow who is so madly in love tl
rifrh you? If you are not, I marvel at tour
lack of taste. All this ie childish' p
ess. I know better than you^ ?Id ?
eople always know better than young ^
eople. It is very sensible to make their c
mrriacres for them. If ill were always-1 o
one there would be far less- matrimonial ?
lundering. Ask Captain* Charter if I A
oi uot right." ^
"You speak of Captain Charter or A
aough he were old!" cried the girl, for- oi
ettiugall things in her hot indignation. 9*
'He is only thirty-sis." ai
"Well, that is old for a girl of your T
ears," retorted the old lady,.with un- #
iffled equanimity. "Come,, kiss me, .
ad retire fol* the night. You cannot,
resent yourself before the gentlemen with
iat tear-stained face.'1 in
When Lena had left the- room, Mrs.; hi
"redricks glanced at the dosed door' d.
ith a very curious smile upon her lips, ui
he was about to resume "Principles of' &
ociology" when the Captain came in.. !
[o looked worn, haggard and pale- ir
.fter a few words of preliminary conver- h
ition ho observed that he might findi X
imself obliged to return to town within: tl
day or two. d
iiD?AtMr1orl Ifra Pr^lppirb. cr
that you are permitted, and I don't at all
now that I shall permit you 1 I belwye si
ou are all in league to make me pees, a tl
ad night. Here ha\>a I just dismissed u
,ena in a very bad state of agitation* set- p
ing herself up against me, the little w
ebel! and saying she would not do this c
nd would not do that, etc., ete.,. and b
iow you talk of leaving me! What doe3 i:
t all mean? That is what I would like s
o know." d
The Captain, who had been looking at /
he lloor, with his arms upon his huees, l:
q an attitude of corporal recklessness v
md mental dejection very unlike his I
xsual grave, strong, soldierly bearing,
j lanced up at this. \
"I can explain that which may seem a
strange in my own conduct, Mrs. Fred- ;i
;ricks," lie said, with an effort. ''Aud, t
perhaps, though I bad first thought to I
keep silent, i' would be best for me thus t
to do. I aL. afraid you will despise me 1
for what I am about to oonfess." t
4'Oh, I don't imagine that I shall," t
cricU 3irs. Jt'reciencKS, ligntiy. -touie;
to the point! I think I shall be able to
hear your confession without too great a
shock." (
"I love your granddaughter," cjacu- '
latcd the Captain abruptly, and his eyes i
still continued to study the pattern of the ;
rug at his feet. j
"Well?" ]
"Well, I know that you have other do- (
signs for her, I kno'.v that Henri loves ;
her?no, not as well as I do; that would j
be impossible. Still, he is bound up in j<
her, poor boy! and?and so you see that
I must go away." ]
"I see," pronounced Mrs. Fredricks
distinctly, "nothing of the sort."
As the Captain finally looked at her in
wordless surprise, she continued: <
"Come here to me, young man." lie :
approached the great armchair. The old
lady's little, shriveled, imperious hand
went up to his coat sleeve.
"Bend down! Nearer! Nearer!"
And the Captain was aware of having
suddenly received a kiss, which was like
a benediction on the roots of his hair.
"You will remain here and you will
be my grandson-in-law," cried the old
lady. "Ye3, yes I "Why do you look at
me so? I speak the truth. 'You will
certainly marry Lena. Why, silly warrior
that you are don't you know that she
has not thought of any one but you since
she first saw you? Young Bowen, indeed!
Saving the politeness I would
show your nephew, he ha9 been nothing
more to her than a handsome barber's
block, and that was just what I had intended.
I knew what you were. "Was
not ycur father, too, one of my dearest
friends I Oh, well, well! I knew that
no one would make Lena as happy as
you. I wished when ray end came to
leave her in your hands. What was it to
me that you were thirty-six and.the child
nineteen? I knew well enough that those
differences are nothing when they are on
the rght side. But I wanted Lena to
be equally convinced to judge of you in
comparison with the?excuse me for so
speaking of your nephew?whipper-snappers
of the day. For that reason
I invited you both here together that she
might see. But had I intimated to her
that I wished her to marry you, the
chances are?such, my dear Captain Rob,
is tho feminine heart?that she would
have found some charm in the younger
man?the boy who can only talk of his
ball matches and his college races. Lena
is not perverse. But she's a woman I As
it is, all has turned out for the best and
according to my most ardent desire. If
you are not persuaded, wait and see."
She rang a bell at her elbow. "Tell Miss
Fredericks I wish to see her," she said to
the servant answering the summons.
In a moment Lena, pale still, and with
traces of tears recently sbed still on her
cheeks, came slowly into tho room. She
hesituted on the threshold.
Captain Charter had sprung to his
feet. -
Mrs, Fredericks opened her lip3 fo
fi..a/.1* fP k r\?> r> V* s\ rsftiipn/1 1 aaI'Iti r*
IUCU out ivyvxxiut^ *4V/*IA
one to the other.
Suddenly.
"Captain, you can explain all this far
better than I can. Children, go out into
the grounds together!"
* * * * *
It is to be inferred that the Captain's
explanation was satisfactory, for Miss
Lena Fredericks has been Mrs. Charter a
fear.
"In this world," says Mrs. Fredericks,
yho still reads Herbert Spencer without
glasses, "nothing is so necessary as a Utile
diplomacy. Nothing gives such good
esults."?New York Mercury.
A Chinese Pirate Story.
A short time ago a Chinese junk was
warded bv eisht Diratesnear Newchancr,
ays the Shanghai Mercury, and the
:rcw of tho junk came frankly forward
md told the robbers that there was nothng
of any value on board, as the vessel
vas in ballast. The pirates, being good
lumored fellows, laughed at the fool's
irrand they had come on, and asked the
>oatmen could they have a meal at least
,fter their trouble. The batmen, apjarently
delighted to get off so easily,
eplied in the affirmative, and flncovered
he hatches leading to the hold,, whither
hey told the pirate3 to descend before
hem while the chow was in ccnrsc of
(reparation. The pirates, never rireamng
of any trfck from the harmless lookog
old boatn*m,- did as they were told,
>ut they were no sooner below than'the
oatmeu fastened* down the hatches
gaiu ana caugnv tnem iairiy m a irr>p.
fot content with, having captured the
irates, or else fecving to trust such cu>ociers,
the boatmeni straightway flooded"
be bold with the inflation of drowning
tie pirates like rats. In their alarm the
irates began to fire fiheir guns at one
aother. In a little time, however, all
rss qniet in the hold, and tbs boatmen
oaciuded from the silence that all wa3 \
vev? So they ran their juok inshore
bki eommunicated with, the authorities.
. pcrty of troops came on beard, and
hea they raised the hatches discovered i
ve ( '? the eight pirates^dead and the
ther three in a dying ccnditieo. The [
irvivocs were handed over to- justice (
id suffered the penalty- of tlic law. <
he boatmen were suitably rewarded for [
leir tuavery and presence, of mi-nd.
Origin of the Ssti&ro,
The? view long entertained; by a great {
.ajoriiy of geologists that:the. great Sa- ;
ara Efescrt is an old sea bcrtcm lias been J
iscrcdited by Dr. Murray,, the nat- |
ralist.of the celebrated Ghd longer expo- t
Ltiocw 1
This- well-known scientist;, as reported f
t <xtutrt, recently related, the results of
is aberrations in the Sahara during
3S9v among which was the discovery
lat. the sands of the dese:fe.are the prouetaf
disintegration of the rocks enLrdling
that arid waste.
According to Dr. Murray, the sun I
loco on the rocks and they exjsanded; ,
ae sudden cooling at night broke them '
p? the wind carrie J away the smaller
articles, and so continually the rocks
/li^infnrrroftfil Kxr mnnnc ftf ,
? UAVJ UCIU^ utouivv^iuu?Mi Kfj V?. ,
hinges otber than watwu It kis long '
een well known that en. the Sahara, ow- ,
ag to its vaporlcssnesis. the tciapcrature j
cmetiuies falls from 10.0 degrees in the |
laytime, to the freezing point at night. 1
l similar thermal variation was observed ;
y the Russian explorer, Prejcvalsky, (
rhen leading his expedition across the i
)csert of Gobi.
Dr. Murray's reiasouing, therefore, is ]
cry plausible. The apparent abund- i
.dcc of water to- be gotten by sinking 1
,rtesian wells in the Sahara leads him
o form a favorable opinion of the
French scheme to carry on their railway
o Tougourt (at present a week's journey
rom Algeria) in the hope of tapping all
he trade of tho North Soudan across the
Sahara.?New York Herald.
Mainmo42i Butterflies.
~ t? t -ce tv.
UQC Cittyj TVIit'U Ull UlU iomuu
>f Malaiti, of the Solomon group, Mr.
Wooiford and others, uuder the proteo:ion
of sentries, went to bathe in a pool.
SVhile in the water he saw a huge butter3y
coming slowly along the beach, and,
hurrying out as he was, he seized his net,
:lashed off, fell over the stones, rose
igain, and just in time to catch the fly.
\Yhat a picture! "I leave it to many arlent
entomologists,"hesays, "to imagine
my feelings." lie had rediscovered tne i
long lost Ornithoptora Victoria:," and
why should he not feel like Alexander on
tho Granicus or Ilnnnibal at Cannoci
These "bird winged'' butterflies are
some nine inches across the wings. One
is blue wi?h a yellow body, another is
velvety black and metallic green. Thej
excel in size, but other kinds wear
equally magnificent raiment and make
glorious forest beautiful.?London Spectator.
A newly discovered cave in Josephine
County, Oregon, is said to be three,tniles
long and to contain several mineral
springs. _
EEY. DR. TALMAGE.
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUNDAY
SERMON.
Subject: "Farming a Gospel Type."
(Preached Before the American
Farmers' Encampment at
.Mount Gretna, Peon.)
Text: Elisha, the son of Shayhat, who
was plowing with tu clve yoke of oxen before
him, and he with the twelfth.?I Kings,
xix., 19.
Farmers of America! Accept my saluatalion.
Oar text puts us down into the plow's
furrow, where many of us have been before.
My boyhood passed on a farm and my father
a farmer, your style of life is familiar to me
One of my earliest recollections is that of my
father coming in from the hot harvest Held
exhausted, the perspiration streaming from
bis forehead and chin, and fainting on the
doorsill, and my mother resuscitating Lim,
until seeine the alarm of the household he
said,* "Don't be frightened. I got a little
tired and the sun was hot, but I am all right
now." And I remember mother seated at
the table, often saving, "Well, I am too tired
to eat!" The fact is that I do not think the
old folks got thoroughly rested until they lay
down in the graveyard back of Somerville to
take the last sleep.
Office seekers go through the land and they
stand on political platforms, and they tell the
fanners the story about the independent life
of a fanner, giving flattery where they
ought to give sympathy. Independent of
what? No class of people m this country have
it harder than farmers. Independent of
what? Of the curculio that stings the peach
trees? of the rust in the wheat? of the long
rain with the ire down? Independent of tha
grasshopper ?of the locust? of the army worm?
of the potato bug? Independent of the
drought that burns up the harvest? Independent
of the cow with the hollow horn? or tha
sheep with tie foot rot? ?r the pet horse with
a hall in his too?? Independent of the c?Id
that freezes out the winter's grain? Ind<Jpendent
of the snowbank out of wlijch
must shovel himself? Independent 6f tha
.it. 1.- i_ i-i u:
uuju netuuer uu butiiua burcumiK iiia
rrambed fingers around bis body to Keep
them from Deing frosted? Independent of
tbe frozen ears and the frozen feet? Independent
of what? Fancy farmers who have
made their fortunes in the city and go oat
into the Country to build bouses with all the
modern improvements, and make farming a
luxury, may not need any solace; hut the
yeomanry who get their living out of the
soil, and who that way have to clothe their
families and educate their children and pay
their taxes and meet their interest on mortgaged
farms?such men find a terrific struggle.
And my hope is that this great National
Farmers' Encampment may do something
toward lifting the burdens of the agriculturist.
Yes, we were nearly all of us
bom in the country. We dropped corn iu
the hill, and went on Saturday to the mill,
tying the grist in the centre of the sack so
that the contents on either side of the horse
balanced each other, and drove the cattle
afield, our bare feet wet with the dew, and
rode the horse* with the halter to the brook
until we fell off, and hunted the mow for
nests until the feathered occupants went
cackling away. So we all understand rustic
allusions. The Bible is full of them. In
Christ's sermon on the mount you see the
full blown lilies and the glossy back of the
crow's wiDg as it flic? over Mount Olivet.
David and John, Paul and Isaiah find in
country life a source of frequent illustration,
while Christ takes the responsibility of calling
God a fanner, declaring, "My Father is
the husbandman,"
Noah was the first farmer. Wo say nothing
about Cain, the tiller of tflie soiL Adam
was a gardener on a large scale,- but to Noah
was given all the acres of tho earth. Elisha
was on agriculturist, not cuituring a ten
acre lot; for In my text you find-him plow- ]
ing with twelve yoke of oxen beSarehim, and i
ke with the twelfth. In Bible times-the laud i
er? nn/1 tVia inV>oV.ifto erv f**mr
<hat Noah was right when he gave to every ]
inhabitant a certain portion of limrl;. thafr <
laad, if et&ured, crrer after to be his- ow? ;
possession, (
They were not small crops raised in those- |
times, for though the arts were rede the |
plow turned very rich soil, and barley,1 i
and cotton, aid fla^ and all kinds of grain' ;
came ap at the call of the harvesters. Pliny ?
tells of one starlk of grain that had on iVbe*- (
tween flirec and four hundred ears. Tba (
rivers and the- brooks, through artiGcial i
channel!;, were brought down to the roots of j
the conir and to this habit of turning a river- )
wherevfe? it> was wanted Solomon refers whec> |
ie says: "The King!s heart is in the hand of' <
the Lord, and He-fcurneth it as the rivers c&<TTater
are turned,. -Withersoever He will" ' .
The wild-beasts were caught, and then at* I
hook1 was put into their nose, and then thsy- 1
n-cre led over the field, and to that God re-- ,
fens when Ho says to. wicked Senacherib,. ;
"I will put a book in- thy nose and I will {
bring thee back by the way which thou < ;
;amesfc:" And God has a hook in every i
man's-nose, , whether it be Nebuchadnezzar ,
jr Aiab or Herod.. He may think himself ;
rery independent,. ba< some time in his '
ife or ia tne hour of bis death lie will find !
lhat th& Lord Almighty has a hook in his j
lose.
This wa? the rule in regard to the culture ;
\f tV?r? flrmnTiH "THaii ohflilt rxnf. rtlnar tfifVi or? i
jx and an ass together,.* illustrating the folly j
)f ever putting intelligent aria useful and {
jliable men in association with trio stubborn
ind the unmanageable. The vast majority
>f trouble in tbe ohurche# and in reformaory
institutions comes from the disregard of
his command of the Lord, "Thou' shalt not
)low with an ox and an ass together."
mere were largo' amounts of property in
vested in oattle. The iloobites paid 100,(XX
sheep os?n annuoll tax. Job had 7000 sheep,
0000 camels, 500 yoke of oxen. The time ol
vintage was ushered'in with mirth and music.
The clusters of the vine were put into the j
wine prass>.and then' five men would get intc i r
the press-and trample out the juice from the j '
grape until their garments were saturated [ 7
with tbe-wine and'had become the emblems ; "
of slaughter. GlirisS Himself, wounded until I ,
covered with th9 blood of crucifixion, made |
use of this- allusion when the question was ! asked:
"TVTheref ors- art Thou red in Thine ap- 1
parel ami Thy gauiaents like one who tread
eth the wine vat f He responded: "1 Have.- '
trodden the wine press *lone."
In all ages there has been great honor paid'
to agriculture. S?ven-eighthsof the people j
in everv ocuntrr are dkciDles of the olow. A ;
government is strong in proportion as it is
supported by an athletic and industrious
j-eomacry. So long ago as before the fail of
Carthage Strabo wrote twenty-eight books !
on agriculture; Hesiod wrote a poem or/the
3ama subject?"The Weeks and Days." Cato
was-prouder of his work on husbandry, than
of ali his military conquests. But I rniat not
be tempted into a discussion of agricultural
conquests. Standing amid the harvests and
orchards and vineyards of the BiUe, and
standing amid the harvests and orchards and
vineyards of our own country?I waat tornn
Mitthe analogy between the production-Df
crops and the growth of grace in ,tshe soul?
all these sacred writers making *ose of that
analogy.
In the first placc I remark, in rraco as in ;
the fields, there must bo a dIow.. That which.
i;ueoiogiaL!> culi conviction is ouly tueplowshare
turning up the sins that have been
rooted and matted in the soil. A farmer
?aid to his indolent son, "There aro a huur
,lre<l dollars buried deep in that fieM." Tip
oju went to work and plowed the field frcm
i'ence to fence, and he plowed it very de?e
and then compiained that he had not foucd
che money, but whea tha crop had teen
^atheral an;I sold lor a litniJrea acuars more
than any previca; year, thou the young man '
took the hint as to what his father m?int
when he said there were a hundred cloilars
buried down in that field. Deep plowing for
a crop. Deep plowing for a soul. Be wlii;
makes light of sin will never amount to anything
in the church or in t'ao world. If a
man speaks of sin as though it weroan inac- '
curacy or a mistake, instead of the loathsome,
abominable, eonsumine and dnmnine
thing that Uo<l nates, that mau will never
pieUl a harvest of usefulness.
When I was a boy I plowed a field with a
team of spirited horses. I plowed it very
quickly. Once in a while I passed over some
Df the sod without turning it, but I did not
j'ork back the plow with its rattling clevises.
[ thought It mado no difference. After a
while my father come along and said:
"Why, this will never do; this isnt plowed
3eep enough; there you havo missed this and
70U havo missed that." And ho plowed it
over again. The difficulty with a great
many people is that they are only scratohed
with conviction when the subsoil p&w of
Sod's truth ought to be put in \jp to the
beam.
My word ia to all Sabbath-eckaol teachers,
to all partjttt3, to all Chrtifcto WQ4'iiers? .
plow dwp'ptow deep 1 1
Ana it in your own personal experience
you are apt to take a lenient view of the
sinful side of your nature put down into
your soul the ten commandments which
reveal the holiness of God, and that sharp
and glittering coulter will turn up your
soul to the deepest depths. If a man
preaches to you that you are only r> little
out of order by reason of sin and that you
need only a little fixing up, he deceives! You
have suffered an appalling injury by reason
of sin. There are quick poisons and slow
poisons, but the druggist could give you one
drop that would kill the body. And sin is
like that drug: so virulent, so poisonous, so
fatal that one drop is enough to kill the soul.
Deep plowing for a crop. Deep plowing
for a soul. Broken heart or no religion.
Broken soul or no harvest. Why was it
that David and the jailer and the publican
and Paul made such ado about their sins?
Had they lost their senses? No. The plowshare
struck them. Conviction turned up a
great many things that were forgotten. As
a farmer plowing sometimes turns up the
skeleton of a man or the anatomy of a monster
long ago buried, so the plowshare of
conviction turns up the ghastly skeletons of
a in long ago intombed. Geologists never
brought up from the depths of the mountain
mightier ichthyosaurus or megatherium.
But what means all this crooked plowing,
these crooked fiyrrows, the repentance that
amounts to nothing, the repentance that ends
in nothing? Men groan over their ana, but
get no better. They weep, but their tears
are not counted. They get convicted, but
not converted. What is the reason? I remember
that on the farm we set a standard
with a red flag at tho other end of the field.
Wo kept our eye on that. We aimed at that.
We plowed up to that. Losing sight of that
we made a crookod furrow. Keeping our
eyes on that we made a straight furrow. 1
Now in this matter of .conviction we must
have some standard to guide us. It is a red
standard that God has set at the other end
of tho field. It is the cross. Keeping your
eye on that you will make a straight furrow.
Losing sight of it you will make a crooked
furrow. Plow up to the cross. Aim not at
either end of the norizontal piece of the cross
but at the upright piece, at the centre of it,
the heart of the Son of God, who bore your
sins and made satisfaction. Crying and
weeping will not bring you through. "Him
hath God exalted to be a Prince ana a Saviour
to give repentance." Oh, plow up to the
cross!
Again i remarjt, in j^roue its m tae ueiu
there must be a sowing. In the autumn
weather you find the farmer going across
the field at a stride of about twenty-three
inches, and at every stride he puts his hand
'uto the sack of grain and he tprinkles tho
teed corn over the field, ft looks silly to a
man who does not know what ho is doing.
He is doing a very important work. He is
scattering the winter grain, and though the
snow may come, the next year there will be
a great crop. Now, that is what we are
doing when we are preaching th-3 Gospel?
we are scattering the seed. It is the foolishness
of preaching, but it is the winter grain;
and though the snow of worldliness may
come upon it, it will yield after a while
glorious harvest. Let us be sure we sow the
right kind of seed. Sow mulleu stalk and
mullen stalk will come up. Sow Canada
thistles and Canada thistles will come up.
Sow wheat and wheat will come up. Let us
distinguish between truth and error. Let us
know the difference between wheat and hellebore,
oa.ts and henbane.
' The largest denomination in this country
is the denomination of Nothingarians. Their
religion is a system of negations. You say
to one of them: "What do you believe?" I
"Well, I don't bcSeve in infant baptism.''
"What do you believe?1 "Well, I don't believe
in the perseverance of the saints."
"Well, now tell me-what you do believe?" I
"Well, I don't believ% ia the eternal punish- |
ment of the wicked."' So their religion is a
row of cyphers. Believe something and
teach it; or, to resume t&e figure of my text 1
scatter abroad the right kind of seed. I
A minister In New Y orlff preached a ser- |
mon calculated to set the- denominations of
Christians quarreling. He was sowing net- ,
ties. A minister in Boston1 advertised that 1
be would preach a sermon on'the superiority <
af transcendental and organised forces to un- t
transcendental and unorganized' forces.
What was he sowing? The E<wd Jesus C&rist
nineteen centuries ago planted' the divine '
jeed of doctrine. It sprang up.- Gn'one-side i
>f the stalk are all the churches -of Christeoiorn.
Ontho other side of the stalk are- all
ibe free Governments of the earth,- and on :
ihe top there shall bo a flowering' millen- 1
uum after a while. All from theGospel seed (
>fi doctrine. Every word that a> parent,, or :
ijabbaib-school teacher, or city missionary..
?r other Christian worker speaks for ' Christ- 3
romes op-. Yea, it comes up with compound! I i
oteresfc?yon saving one soul, that one sa-v- I j
ng ten, tbo ten a hundred, the hundred a> | .
jhou6Q?od, tfao thousand ten thousand,-the ten; :?
iicusand one hundred thousand??v on< for*-1 !
, _ | 1
agmm x remars, in grave as in cue - itu un here
must be a harrowing, I refer now not j
? a harrow that goes over the field' in order- i:
:o prepare the ground for the seed, but ahar- '
ow which goes over after the seed ia sown*. ; j
est the birds pick np the seed,sinking it down' |
nto the earth so that it can take root; .Thereire
new kinds of harrow, but the harrow as '
['.remember it was made of bars ot wood ;(
miled across each other, and the under side- ,
>? each, bar was furnished with sharp teeth,
md when the horses were hitched to it-it went
scaring and leaping across the field,- driving
ihe soea diowo into the earth until it sprung ig
:p.in the harvest. Bereavement, sorrow,. ! (
persecution, are the Lord's harrows to sink. j|*
:heGospel truth into your heart. There were-;; *
juths that you heard thirty years ago that ' >.
lare-not affected you until recently.. Some
jreat trouble came over you, and the truth t
^?B.harroweil in, and it has come np. < What
iid.Grod mean in this country in 1857? For a . :
,-cntury there was the Gospel preached, but
^graat cfcai of it produced no result. Then
Jodihaimefified a wild panic to a .harrow.of > >,
. oimneraal disaster, and that harrow went
lowmWali street and up Wall street, down.
rbind street and up Third street, down State 1
Ftreetand up State street, until the whole and
was. tern to pieces as it never had beea j j
xjforo. What followed the harrow? A*.!;'
preat awakening in which there were 500,00'J !;'
wuls brought into the kingdom of our Lord, i i
So .harrow, no crop. j *
Again I remark, in grace^asr in the farmfi.;
mere must do a reaping,
rpeat o? religion as t'aou^i it were &t:j
nattet- of ccoa)mics or insrjance. They.;!"
ixpect to reap in the next v ?rid. Oh, noi'| ;
Sow. is the time to reap. Gather up the . ;i
ijy o?the Christian religion ,thts morningsx
;his afternoon, this night. 1$ you have n??ii
ls much grace as you wouid iike to have,, jl t
,hank God for what you iiave, and pray |j J,
'on mcro. You arc no worse enslaved than.!;
fosapfc, no worse trouble! tjnan was David,. !j
10 worse scourged than was Paul. Y.ct, '<1
unid the rattling of fetters, and tunid !: s
;ho- gloom of dungeons, and amid the- i ?
ionrcr of shipwreck, th&y triumphed, in. j
:he grace of God. Tfea weakest mac*; c
jere-has 30) acres of spiritual joy all rip*.1.. ?
Why do you not go and reap it? Yoc?haw s
3 ea groaning over your infirmities. Cpr
:hirty years. Now give one round shoui.ov.er
pour emancipation. Y;*? say you hava-ifc 30 I
ami; you might have itv*orse. You vendor i
vKr- thi? crnAt cold trciible keeos revolving f
lirough your soul, turniagand turning,.with *
k black hand on the craak. Ah, that trouble ?
5 tha grindstone on which youare to -sharpen c
rour sickle. To the fluids! Wake up! Take f
i(T your gram spectacles, your itlu^specticles,
your black sn-jsrcacles. Pull -.ijj .the <ror
aers of your moutq,a6far as you j?iill tii?a 5
lown. To the fielcsi' Reap! rea?! ii
Again I remark; in grace as :&,faz:tiuing 0
there is a time Ajp threshing. I; tell you
bluntly that i3 ds&fcb. Just as a '&raer boats r
the wheat out of.tfae straw so detUh beats the t
soul out of the body. Every sickness is a t
stroke of the 3aii, aud tho siokbed is the
threshing Qocjv. \Vhat, say yea,, is. cfiaath to .
i good man inly taking the ^beat out of the
straw? Thi&isal). An aged man has fallen l<
asleep. Only, yesterday you saw hLai in the t
sunny porta.pla.ying with hjxgrandtchildren,
Calmly ht^oceived the message to leave this t
world. Bo bada a pleasant good-byto his old ;
friends. The telegraph carries lie tidings, | ,
and on swift rail~trains tihe. kindred come, I, z
wanting onc<a more to lack on. the face or {: \
ilear old grandfather. Brush hack the gray t C
hairs from his brow; it will notvr ache again.. t
Put fcirn away in the slumber of the tomb*
He -virill not be afraid ef that night. Grantifather
was never afraid, of anything. 33*
will rise in the momiag o? ithe rc-surrectian.
Grandfather was always the flrst tc.rise. '
Bis voice has already mingled in the .loxol- ]
ogy of heaven. Grandfather always ai?l ?
sing in cburcb. Anything ghastly in that?
No. The threshing o? the wheat oat,of the 1
straw. That is all. |
The Saviour folda a lamb in His. bosom. .
The littlo ciild fillod hll the hous^ with her '
music, and her toys are scattered all up and
down tb,a stairs ju3t as she left them. What
if the band that plucked four o'clocks out of
$he jaeadotv is still? It wUi Wave the eternal
triumph. What if th^ voice that made musfo
in the home i& skill? It will sing t*2e
jtoniftl hosauna.. Put ft wblte rose in ouq
nana ana a rea rose in cue ovter nana, ana
a wreath of orange blossoms on the brow;
the white flower for the victory, the red
flower for the Saviour's sacrifice, the orange
blossoms for her marriage day. Anything
ghastly about that? Ob, no. Tbe sun went
down and the flower shut. The wheat
threshed out of the straw. "Dear Lord,
give me sleep," said a dying boy, the son of
one of my elders; "Dear Lord, give me
sleep." And he closed his eyes and awoke in
glory. Henry W. Longfellow, writing a letter
of condolence to those parents, said:
Those last words were beautifully poetic:
'De.^r Lord, give me sleep.'"
"Twas not la cruelty, not in wrath
That the reaper came that day;
Twaa an angel that visited the earth
And took tbe flower away.
So it may be with us when our work is all
done. "Dear Lord, give me sleep."
I have one more thought to present. I
have spoken of the plowing, of the sowing,
of the harrowing, of the reaping, of tbe
threshing. I must now speak a moment of
the garnering.
Where is the garner? Need I tell you? Oh,
no. So many have gone out from your own
circles?yea, from your own family?that
you have had your eyes on that garner for
many a year. What a hard time some of
them had I In Gethsemanes of suffering thoy
sweat great drops of blood. They took the
j ft iu-:
UUUU1 U CUiUUUg auu lUty pub 4b W bUCU
hot lips and they cried: "It it be possible,
let this cup pas3 from me." With tongues
of burning agony they cried: "0 Lord, deliver
my soul!" But they got over it. They
all got over it Garnered! Their tears wiped
away; their battles all ended?their burdens
lifted. Garnered! The Lord of the
harvest will not allow those sheaves to
peristi in ttie equraor. Uarneredl Some
of us remember, on the farm, that the
sheaves were put on the top of the rack
which surmounted the wagon, and these
sheaves were piled higher and higher, and
after a while the hcrses started for the
barn; an 1 these sheaves swayed to and fro
in the wind, and the old wagon creaked
and the horses made a struggle and pulled
so hard the harness came up in loops of
leather on their backs, and when the front
wheel struck the elevated floor of the barn
it seemed as if the load would go no farther
until the workmen gave a great ahout, and
then with one last tremendous strain the
horses pulled in the load; then they were unharnessed
and forkful after forkful of grain
fell into.the mow. Q* iny Frienoi ouFgelHrfg
info Tie5^lTmay be a pull, a hard pull,
a very hard pull; but these sheaves are
bound to go in. The Lord of the harvest
has promised it. I see the load at last coming
in the door of the heavenly garner. The
shpftvfK* nf thfl Christian soul swav to and fro
in the wind of death, and the old body creaks
nnder the load, and as the load strikes the
floor of the celestial garner it seems as if it
can go no farther, it is the last struggle,
until the voices of angels and the voices of
our departed kindred and the welcoming
voice ot God shall send the harvest rolling
into eternal triumph, while all up and down
the sky the cry is heard; "Harvest heme!
Harvest home!"
At Work "While Asleep.
There seems to be no limit to the wonders
displayed by the hmman . subject
while sleeping. Condorcefc, the mathematician,
solved on<* of the most difficult
probtems while asleep?a problem, too,
which puzzled him daring bis waking
tiours.- A professor of theology in the
University of Basle once wrote a sermon
while asleep; he found it on bis desk
est morning. The preceding night he
could not; grapple with the subject as he
desired, but the performance of his sleep
ing hours was quite satisfactory- Coleridge,
the dreaming philosopher;, composed
"Nubs Khan" while fast aaleep.
Next morning he was sure that there had
jeen an acquisition to his lltex-aturef but
ivas too negligent to write the stanza?.
! few days afterward he attempted t&re
:all the verses;, but they had in most par;
led; the poemj.as it now stands, is^ but
i fragment.
Jenny Lind was the most celebrated
singer of her tide. No one could rraal
ict powers except a factory girl. The
jirl could not attempt any difficult pieces
when awake, but" when sleeping she snag
10 correctly, so like the renowned Jcalie,
that it was difficult to distinguish
jetween their voices. On one occasion
Fennie heard the- girl, and even tested
- ?? rv.-jRroTO Kit rrivinrr lipr flc
licr Uiai>ClUUO J to* * *"t> "wa ?
bng and elaborate chromatic exercise.This
the sleeping giri performed, much.
10 the wonder of the-famous prima donna.-.
Reporters of public debate must often*
sxercise themselvas- to their utmost to?.
teep from sleeping. A few years ago
>ne of the reporters for the House of
Commons took down a speech while hat
,vas sleeping. Hia.statement rests on hia>oth.
Calvin tells of ? i&iend of his who read i
doad while asleep;. In cases of this
lied the organ of dsion alone is believed!
d be all that is active.?St. Loui* Re*fuLLic.
f
Chickens Plncliptl t? a Tornado.*, i
One of the oowxpants of the Good'" j
wttage near Lnke- Gervals. an elderly | ;
<tdy, was very frrad of taking care,-of j J
s??-l<5 and hail r.-a?.*3 nearly a hundred !
riiickens and -J-ailcs. These were-all I.
HTicrl by the sto-.niv The lady had also .j,
l.ade a nice lot of.' 30ft soap, o? which f
the was very pitted'. The soap trad been m
L*f: on a board the side of tlw house,,!'
uiJ, of course, ;^is carried away by the 'j!
uiid. The oc mpmots o? the house, ,iHj(
vill be remcrnba^d, took refuge in the j :
rellar when th> ?Corm wm seen coming.- j'<
i.il were more ar-Vess injured and their jj.
riothiug torn iAlio their bodies. It was- J;
loarly half ar huor before c'J were rt- ;;i
eased, more than alive.- The lacfy- j''
poken of wc-khalf unconscious, and the- , \
nomeut she * r& taken frc:a the coll^r-j! <
he took one glance at the .work of sho !j'
ornado, thr.iv up her hr,pds, and j' ]
'.aimed: "( fc:!.' where arc say ducksicd; |
ay chicken:^lad where iviay nice. I <
oap?" I '
Her soft _oup hasproh^&Iv dissolv^dao ? 1
.,nke Gerviss. but the remains ci. hsr > \
lucks aud chickens we?* found hcra-oad 1
aerewitlja a radius '"if a mile ;#-kwo> '
rom the Jousc. The ilea that x tor- ]
iado cc*id pluck th* feathers iroia a i
owi as cicoa as cou!<!.j the most accoca- '
ilished ah&i has be-, a laughed at., bet ;
ome oiftho chicken;*and ducki;lwl.ccngag
to ,he Good family were stripped of
very father. But hat was not: the only
emaiJe?Me thing ifcaut them. Some oi
he ciackens fouu,'o nearly a mila from,
hel.ous* had thiir-necks stitcher! to a
em stable lengths, the neck*of some, it ]
; by those who saw thorny being at
2?ct:afoo^ lotg-.. AuothrtP-incident of (
hastormjis that ono of ladies who },
oeic refuge i^tfee cellar ws almost cov- 'j'
?<rd with oat},, the sharp *ec-<Me3 of which. J'
toctntfed ier clorhing iad stuck to th* 1
\dn. The-husband of the lady vouchta
or this occurrence, an3 says that it tc^k
icarly hsjf an hour ta remove the oats,
?St. -Paul Pioneer-Fy-eia^
' i>a>f coughlin, vrho is serving tus
ife sentence in Joliet Prison, Joliot,
L1L, for his port in the Cronin murder,
s almost ft physical wreck. His cheeks
&ve pale and sunken and ho looks as if
tie would be sleeping under the flowers
before long. He receives many visits
from his wife and child, and no doubt
their welfare worries him. His expectation
of ?V tiew trial is what keeps him
u^ If this hope is blasted it is thought
he will tell all he knows about the
murder, v *
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SABBATH SCHOOL." ;
INTERNATIONAL LESSON FOR
SEPTEMBER 7.
s|g
Lesson Text: "Jesus and ZacchaeuJV
the Pnblican," Lake xix., 1-10
?Golden Text: Lake xix.,
10?Commentary.
1. "And Jesus entered and passed through
Jericho." The last,verses or the previous
chapter tell of His healing a blind "inn ai
He came nigh to Jericho; while Matt, xx.,
20-34 tells of His healing two blind men at
He departed from Jericho. The simplest
way to tak? the records is just as we find
them, and thus they tell us that as Jesus entered
and passed through Jericho, or, rather,
as Ho entered and departed from Jericho,
He healed three blind men. Tiiere was nothing
strange in this, for Ho was always healing
thesick and preaching the Gospel of the
Kingdom, where the inhabitant should no
more say, "I am sick" (Isa. xxxiiL, 34). The
blind men, when healed, followed Him, glorifying
God. They were not entangled bv
riches as was the rich ruler; they not
even on occupation to give up except that of
begging. They were like Lazarus, poor in
this world's goods. They were like the little
children, empty, helpless, dependent. Being
willing they easily entered in. They
knew they were blind; they were anxious to
see; they asked and received- then followed
Jesus, and evidently became His disciples.
2. "And, behold, there was a named*
Zacchaeus, which was the chief among the '
publicans, and be was rich.*' We are not
told whether the other publican was rich or
poor, but we are sure that he was poor in
Sirit Instead of a rich ruler, esteemed by
e people as in the last lesson, here is a rich
publican, one of the class whom the Phaxi- j
see thanked God that he did not belong to; 1
but presently we shall find this rich chief !
among the publicans, in the company of the
healed bind men, a follower of the meek and
lowly Jesus.
3. "And ho sought to see Jesus, who He
was; and could not for the press, because he
was little of stature." His motives are not
given,but we infer from the rest of the storr J
that he, too, would be a follower of Jesus u jgji
He would have him.
4. "And he ran before, and climbed up ]
into a sycamore tree to see Him; for He was j
to pass that way." He was in earnest to ]
see Him, he came out from the crowd, and
unconsciously hid himself. In listening to
the preaching of the Gospel, or the teaching ?
of .the Sunday-school lesson, all aro apt to
loie themselves in the crowd, instead of taking
tho truth borne to themselves# If we s
are to profit our own souls it must bo by
separating ourselves from others and by bolieving
that Ho means me; as when Paul ?
said, The Son of God loved mo and gave .
Himself for me" (Gal. ii., 20). And then self
and all its fancied goodness must be hid as
unfit to appear before God. There must bo
rone of tne Pharisee's ltGod, I thank Thee
that I am not as other men," but a true humiliation
of self before God.
5. "And when Jesus camo to tie place,
He looked up and saw him." He who knows
our down sitting and uprising and under* .
stands our thoughts afar off (Ps. exxxix* 2)f
who saw Nathaniel under tbe fig tree (John
: 4C\ aatt. aI<w iVii.l ?vl A? ottUav* U/N Wf fk/%
Uy iXJ&J IUH JLLIUU HUC11 UO IViV tuw
crowd and climbed up into ibis tTee, The
leaves of the syeainore could not hider liim
any more than t&e trees of the garden could
hide Adam and Eve.
"And said unto him, ZaccLaeus, make
baste and come down; for to-day I mast
abide at thy house," How Zaccbaeus's heart
must have leaped a? these words; and thav
lie called him by name, Uhere was no mis*
taking it, He surely meant him. And Eesnid
He would abide at his house; and H#
said to-day. Ob, what joy! bow could Zaochaeus
get down from that tree quick enough?-'
Fancy some one faying,. "Don't make a fool,
of yourself, Zacchams;; be calm and dignified,
and come down as becometh a man of
your position." I think he-would hare been
willing to have come' hoad first, or in any
way, seemly or unseemly,, that would bring
him more quickly to the feet of Jesus.
C. "And be made haste,, and came down,
and received Him joyfully." Thank God
for that. However, be camodowoi; he came
quickly and received Christgladly. As the .
angel hurried Lot out of-Sodom, saying: JL
"Escape for thy life; basto- thee; escag^-1
thither" ((Jen. xix., 17, 22),.so wo who are 1
saved would urge the unsaved to make haste
and ccme to Jesus, if we only heartily be
iievea wnat we proiess 10 ouueve.
7. "And when they saw it, thepcll mur- mured,
saying, that Ho was gone to be guest
with a man that is a sinner." Here iaSacan
resisting, the devil angry because he has lost
a captive. In Zech. ill., 1. we see or man
c'cthcd with tilthy garments standing before
God, and Saten at nis right hand to resist
him, but a little further on in the chapter
the lilthy garments are gone, and Satan la
gone, too; there is a glorious change of
apparel and the angel of the Lord stands by< I
\V henever a sinuer comes to Christ, -the
devil is sure to And fault and point to the >
filthy garments. Ho did so through Simon,
the Pharisee, when the poor woman came to
Jesus (Luke vii., 39), and again in chap, rr,.
2, when the publicans and sinners came near
to Jesus. He is always do ng it it is his
business to resist everything truly good; to
hinder sinners from coming to Christ, and to
kinder saints from serving Christ.
8. "And Zacchseus stood, and said nnio?
the Lord." He could not walk with Christ. i
till this was settled. With sin on the conscience
there can be no-true fellowship with.
God. But here comes iho evidence of tha sincerity
of his conversion. His faith be-eomes
manifest in his works. He show* that: ,
ho hns tnilv renented. J
-Behold, Jxird. the half of my goods!
totbe poor; and if I have taken anything
from any man by false accusation, I restore
hira fourfold." These things were neither his
salvation, nor tho ground of it, but. rather;
the-evidences that no.had passed from death,
to. life. Wemustkesp in mind and stand
fiiro on this, that thuv is no salvation by.works
revealed in Scripture (Rom. iii:;,.'2Q;.
iv_, 5; Eph. ii., 9). We rest only and wholly
ini Christ for salvation, but being savod ,we
must prove it in ourt lives. Here is r.man.
who right off, as soou as ho receives Christy
decides to give hal^ifef his goods to tUeipoor,.
and make full restitution according ts-tlie
law (Ex. xxii., 1: ^ Sam. xii.. 0). Surely.
this is a genuine case of receiving Christ, and t ^
if a determination to be wholly His.
&. "And Jesus laid unto him, Th&day ii
salvation come ^tbis house, forsonmch . at
tie is also a son c& Abraham." "Salvation is-;
d?. tho Lord." "Behold, God is'say, salvation."
"Neithcp.-is- there salvation, iin any.- ,
jfiber*' (Jonah ai;.9';Isa. xi'., 2; Acjsiv., .life).
Sod manifest aJhe flesh had corr.c t<j thafci __ *
SMin, and to bouse, and haa;ibeen. nv- 55 "
ceived; and Trbfcre Jesus is there ivsalvatio^ .
iV. r or ijsoiyaui j?au ? \;k.juo iv scoa. [
wd to save :hat which was lost.v. This uac*e,
"Sou of 'hr*s special reiei cnc^ to the'
Christ as scnjzf David, and y<%, c^ache^sbe- !
rond to Christ as the true lsa;?, . the true
seed of Ati^ana, in whom all nations shall |
>e blessecL He- is now gathering o*.vt th&
leavenly tiat He may coriuo agaia and
estore tfee-oattlily seed. Tha.Caurqfc and
[srael Nctica that He is a?t<<r- lost people;
lot good v. nghteous or whclfe,.. but juch aa.
;he peniseut publican and as Jiav^ tl.t little '
:hild spcit He does not we.it for- men to. i
:ome ti'JIica: He socks then}, He iocs not
help ?s^u.to save themselvss, He saves thec%
by His,mighty power. WJio wiL'l let liicast
IVha/wiil be a seeker of loit. wix %'ith him^?
L&w&n. Helper. .:
Ea^etntion of a Eero^ajianary Tractor.
Uu June 28, 177Cv iu a ticld near
iiis "Bowery lane,"1 in the presence of
40,000 spectators,. thoro was hanged by
order of General "Washington one
Thomas Iliebey,. a private of his own
body guard, convicted of treasonable
correspondence with tho enemy. It
was an anxious time, as. more fully
appeared on the following day. In
hi; orderly book Washington expressed
a hope that the unhappy fate of Thom- ,
as Ilickov, executed that day for mutiny,
sedition and treachery, would be
a warning to every soldier in the line !
to avoid the crimes for which he $uf?
fercd.?[Ncw York Sun.
The real giant Is the cian who 076>.
somes himselt ^ j