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1? * ... 1 LITTLE MA I ? | A CHILD OF ii : : : : : : by b. l. i CHAPTER IX. Continued. r "That, as Little Make-Believe and Sara nne have lived all Uheir lives in Clare Market, and have never in all probability spent a day in the country ?have perhaps never even seen the country?what a capital thing it would be to have them down here for a little j ;while." "It would be a capital thing, Wally." : "That it would, dad."' That is how it came about that before the week was out. the postman, with a sharp double rap at the door of the house in Clare Market in which the sisters lived, asked whether Little Make-Believe lodged there. "In course she do." said the woman [who answered the door. . Is she in?" "Pprhnns she is and perhaps she ain't." ? "Would yon mind seeing?" j ' He had a desire to jrive the letter foimself into the hands of the girl with a name so strange. There is a legend that there exists in the force one who is at the same time a poet and a policeman, and that this remarkable individual has actually [written songs for the music halls. The present postman, who was new fo the Clare Market district, may have been the man. and his poetical tendencies may have caused him to be curious about a person addressed as Little Make-Believe, and have inspired him fwith an idea that he might make a song out of her for a Lion Comique. "I'll call her." said the woman, and Bhe screamed down the stairs at the top of her voice, "Here, Make-Believe! Vor TCflTltpfl!" Up ran Little Make-Believe. and confronted the postman. "Are you Little Make-Believe?" asked he. "Yes, that's me." "Well, here's a letter for you." j "A letter for me! Go on! Yer gam- j moning!" "There it is, at all events." ' And he pushed the letter into her i)and, and continued his rounds. \ , He had not derived inspiration from her for a comic song. Little Make-Believe stood for a moment or two in a state of stupefaction iwitn tee lener in ner iiuuu. A letter for her! It was an event eo strange and startling that it took away her breath. Never in her life had she received a letter; she could scarcely believe that she was awake. * "Whn she had sufficiently recovered she made her way downstairs. "What was it?" asked Saracne. ' "It's a letter," said Little Make-Believe, solemnly. Saranne looked up and laughed. ''You're pretending." she said. ! "Xot this time. Saranne. Here it is." Thanks to the good officers of Walter. both of them could read and write, and had the letter been in his writing they would have recognized it. but it !was Mr. Deepdale who had written. t :tiio xfai.-o.'rciiiovc* 1.1 id the letter JUilllU AUUUV A/v.lv ? v unopened on the table, and the sisters gazed at it, half frightened. "Who's it from?'' said Saranne. "What can it be about? I hope it ain't something bad." Suddenly she clapped her hands, and danced in her seat. ' "Somebody's fell in love with you, and has sent an offer of marriage!" What was it that made Little MakeBelieve tremble and turn red and Hvhite? "Open it?open it," cried Saranne, *'and let's see." Of the vwo Saranne had proved by far the apte^t scholar. She could read and write much better than Little- Make-Believe, and she spoke much better also. It was not that Little Make-Believe did not take as much pride in the lessons given by Walter as Saranne did, but she was the breadwinner, and had less time on her hands and something more serious to occupy ner mine. Saranne, therefore, being the prize scholar. Little Make-Believe opened the letter, slowly and nervously, and gave it to her to read. It was simple, terse end to the point. "Dear Little Makc-Believe and Saranne," it read, "we ar?, as ycu knew, in the country, where vre shall stop till summer is over, end my son has an idea in his head, which perhaps will please you. You don't see much of the country, which just now is very beautiful, and if you would like to come and stop here for a few days it would do you s^od. You have only to say 'yes,' and go to Mr. Eexter, who will arrange everything for you. A ramble or two in the woods will make you *trcng. Your friend, "YT. II. DEEPDALE." "Oh, my!" That was a'l they could sry for several moments. Saranne'c face was scarlet with excitement and joy; Little Make-Believe was no less happy, but she showed it In a different day. Her face was very pale, and her eyes Were full of tears. "Let's read it again," said Saranne. Him* runri it nfnin ami rend it n third time, and then Saran?e cried: "It ain't no dream! It's itai!" Undoubtedly it was real, i-ut for all that nothing would have surprised Little Make-Believe less than to see the letter and envelope suddenly whisked away. It was too good to believe. They had never received a letter?and .*"jere was one. . T!;or hml never lippn in tlfe -.-Oinlrv. rtkI here was an invitation to 20, not for *n hour, or a day. but for a few da.vs?an invitation from gentlemen who bad proved themselves their dearest friends.^Iliat two such stupendous, amazing, keSveI TT^ tiiin mil! I ML SLUMS. 9 7K \ farjeon. j almost incredible events should occur all in a moment required a good deal of getting over. "Did you ever," asked Saranne. "pretend anything half so wonderful, Make-Believe?" "Xo," replied Little Make-Believe, "I never did. Saranne.'' It required such a very great deal of getting over that they had not got half, no, nor a quarter over it before a visitor entered unannounced. It was Thomas Dexter, who had also received a letter with reference to the proposed holiday. His appearance did not surprise them: it would be difficult to say what would have surprised them just then. Directly Thomas Dexter entered Saranne said to him: "I wish you would do me a favor, Mr. Dexter." "What is it?" "Pinch me?bard!"' Thomas Dexter pinched her hard, so hard that she gave a scream, and cried in the same breath: "I don't mind, so Jons as it ain't a dream." Thomas Dexter understood the meaning of these proceedings. That the girls should b& astonished was quite natural; he was astonished himself. But it was a good opportunity for the sisters, and he was glad for their sakes. When he had succeeded in somewhat calming them, he explained the object of his visit. Their distant friends had shown not only kindness, but thoughtfulness, and he was the appointed agent to carry out their wishes. "The question is," said Thomas Dexter. "as you've made up your minds to go?(as they had made up their minds to go! what a thing to say!)?"the question is, what are you going in?" Their faces dropped. WJiat "were they going in? It was indeed a question, for the clothes they stood up in were all the clothes they possessed. "It wouldn't do," continued Thomas Dexter, "to go as you are. Tou must each of you have a decent frock and a decent pair of shoes, and a decent hat or bonnet. How is it to be done?" Down to earth they came, straight from their seventh heaven. It was Saranne's eyes now that were filled with tears, and Little Make-Believe's face that was red. "Yes, Mr. Dexter," said Little MakeBelieve, sadly; she hardly dared to look at Saranne. "it's very good of you to remind us. We can't go as we are, and we ain't got nothink better to wear than what yer see. It'd make people talk, and Mr. Deepdale'd be sorry he'd arksed us. I'm afeered, arter all, we shan't be able to go." "Oh. don't say that Make-Believe," sobbed Saranne. "don't say that!" "It must be sedif it's got to be sed." was Little Make-Believe's response. I "Saranne, my dear* yer know, don't yer, that I'd sell my two hands if any1 body'd buy 'em so as I could get yer a i frock and boots and a hat? I would, sir. indeed, indeed I would!" "I quite believe it," said Thomas Dexter. "I wouldn't mind staying at home while Saranne went; I'm happy enough so long as I know she's enjoying of herself. But if it can't be done, it can't be done; we couldn't do nothink 'arf so wicked as to give Mr. Deepdale and Master Walter cause to be ashamed of us when they set eyes on us. And they couldn't do nothink else but be ashamed if we was to go down to them | -with such things as those oil us." A speech which only caused Sa[ renne's tears to flow more freely. "Can't you see'no way, Make-Be| lieve?" asked Thomas Dexter. "No. Mr. Dexter," replied Little Make-Believe, mournfully, "I can't. It's as fur out of my reach as the | stars. We ain't got a friend in the world, except you, and Mr. Deepdale and Master Walter, and you've done more for us than ever we'd a right to expect. That being in the country where everything's so beautiful and I sweet?it must be. though me and Saranne has never seed it?they should think of us at all shows the feeling they've got for us. God bless 'em for it! There's the pawnshop?but we ain't got Eothing to pop. If they'll take T'.l r.) r\/J rv>T"* C* + h I O Hi f 4 A U. k Kf clilVi [;iCUgV UJJ OCJ1 UiiO minute. but they know* their book, the pawnbrokers do. No, Mr. Dexter, there's no way as I can see." "As to pretending, now. Ain't there nothing to be made out of that?" She looked at him reproachfully and said, so pathetically that Thomas Dexter resolved to torment her no longer. "Don't pake game of me. sir.'' "I don't mean to do so. Don't think that of me. But now, Littie Makej Believe. I'm a-going to pretend.'' She smiled pitifully. "Who knows? Something j come of it. But yer mustn't look at me; it's a new game to me. and it might spoil the luck/' Little Make-Believe laid her head on the table, not in obedience to his wish, but because grief impelled her to j do so. Snranne's back was turned, and slip could not see him. "I pretend." continued Thomas Dexter. "that on Thursday, as sure as ever it comes round. yon and Saranne shall be taken to Victoria station and put in a second class railway carriage, with tickets for Rochester. I pretend that yer shall both of yer have new frocks, and new boots and new hats. I pretend that before yer so to sleep tonight yer shall write a little note to air. JL?eepciai<??you ve trot ins auuress in that letter ? tliankir.gr iiira for bis invitation and telling bim you're cornin?. I preteml that ^?r shall so tomorrow, or before :rer two bours oider : . . ...... ?there's plenty of shops open; it's only eight o'clock?yer shall go out and buy the frocks, and the boots, aud the hats, if you don't care to wait. I pretend that you've got money to pay for 'em. I pretend that yer shall come to me and confess that I ain't making came of you. And thirdly and lastly, as the preachers say. if my pretending ain't as pood as your pretending, my name ain't Thomas Dexter, and ?'ll never try to pretend no more." A deal silence followed; there "was not a sound in the room except that of Saranne's suppressed sobs. Surprised and relieved at the silence ?for while Thomas Dexter was speaking she was in an agony of torture? and moved by Saranne's sobs. Little Make-Believe raised her bead, and was about to clasp Saranne in her arms, when she started to her feet with a cry of almost delirious ecstacy. For on the table lay a sheet of note paper and an envelope, stamped, and by their side lay two golden sovereigns. "Look, Saranne. look!" exclaimed Little Make-Believe, beating her bands together, and pulling Saranne from her chair. "He wasn't pretending at all, and he wasn't mocking us! Oh, Saranne. Saranne!" The revulsion of feeling was. indeed, almost too much for her; she laughed and cried in a breath, and Saranne. seeing that heaven had opened its gates to them, laughed and cried with her. It was a long time before they were sufficiently composed to speak calmly of the matter. "I didn't think it was in Mr. Dexter." said Saranne. "to be so out-and-out good to us. I'd like to kiss him." "TTe was verv kind." said Little Make-Believe, "but the two sovereign's don't come out of his pocket. Yer mustn't forget that." "He gave 'em to us. Make-Believe." "And Mr. Deepdale sent 'em to us. Don't yer see what-it says in the letter? 'You've only to say yes, and go to Mr. Dexter, A-bo will arrange everything for you.' Well, instead of our going to him he's coming to us. Now, Saranne, we must write the letter to Mr. Deepdale." "Oh my, Make-Believe! What shall we say?" "I don't know; we must think. You're the best writer, Saranne. Take hold of the pen. It wouldn't do to write something out of a book or a newspaper, would it?" Little Make-Believe walked up and down the room, and puckered her brows, and closed her eyes, and rubbed her forehead, and looked into the corners of the ceiling, as many a perplexed writer has done before her while Saranne put the pen in hei mouth, and gazed anxiously at the brain-worker. Little Make-Believe wanted to think of something very grand to say. but nothing grand would come; her mind had become a perfect blank. "Make baste. Make-Believe, or all the shops will be shut." This quickened her somewhat, and she said. "You'd best commence with 'To-night.' That'll show we're writing to-night." Saranne. after much preparation, put her pen and paper and then discovered she had no ink. Little Make-Believe ran out and bought a penny bottle, and by the time she returned had formulated her ideas. "Now then, Saranne. 'To-night. Respected Sir, and dear Master Walter'?" "That's nice." said Saranne, " 'and dear Master Walter.' Go on." " 'We're that grateful to yer,'" continued Little Make-Believe, "that we don't know what to say, except that we're coming, and we shall never, never, never forget your kindness. From the bottom of our hearts?' and that'll do, I think,'' said Little MakeBelieve, pulling up suddenly. "We must write our names, MakeBelieve, or they won't know who it's from." So they wrote their names, one under the other, and put the letter into the envelope. Then they went out to post it and to look at the clothes shops. "I hope the postman won't stick to it." said Little Make-Believe as, after some hesitation, she dropped the letter into the pillar box; "I've a good mind to wait here till he comes, to see as he doesn't take it out of the bag and pocket it hisself." But with the delightful task in view of spending money in clothes she gave up that idea, and walked away from the pillar box with many a lingering look behind her. To be continued. Tlio Coming Esistcncc. A recent storm prostrated telegraph wires, and for three days New York City was without communication wnu the great commercial cities of the South and West. The wireless telegraph in another year will be in working order all over the United States, and weather conditions will be powerless to interrupt communication. The rapid development of suburban railway traffic has got beyond the ability of the steam locomotive, and the electric machine is ready to take up the work. New York's great population could no longer ho kaulcd in steam cars, and the electric lighted and electric motor trains of the Subway give relief. The surface cf the earth is no longer able to carry people back and forth, and the flying machine will relieve the earth's surface of its burden. Aftoi. o ivliilo (ho fnn<1 tlif> wnvlfl nrn duces now will not support the population, and the chemists will find a way of sustaining life on less food or of making the present supply of food deliver more life-giving qualities.? New York American. Say Tliete Onickly. See if you can say these sentences fast: She sells sea shells by the seashore. Seven selfish shelfisli shoved some shrimp sideways. Trudently peel prime potatoes. Royal rulers rarely really read ridiups i Faint flames frequently feed fierce fires.?New York World. The Berlin authorities have declined the request made by the Manufacturers' Union for permission to erect tall steel frame buildings of American design in Berlin. . . . . . ii & .: i./V < ZfLt* r.-if* - A FAMOUS PRANCE TREE. ! Its Romantic History an<l Its Nainerom Descendants. In the nursery of "Fruitlands," on I 4Vm siu+ci-fftc nf A'ntrnsta. Georcia. stands a peculiar orango tree, which I has had a more romantic history and is represented by more varied descendants than almost any ether tree in the country. It is a thcrny bush, green even in winter, although its leaves are gone, and looks core like a hedgeplant than an orauge tree, in spite of j the tiny yellow balls which ornament I its branches. When Japan was thrown open to ! Western commerce, its quaint plants ! and shrubs were among the first things j to attract attention to it. Tiny orange j trees, so small that they grew in tubs j and could be set on a stand in an ordinary room, yet so perfect that they | produced blossoms and fruit in season, j and so gnarled that they were evident! Jy very, very old, were brought to j America to ornament the conservatories of plant-lovers. American gardenI ers sought in vain the stock which I was the basis for these dwarfs. The j Japanese were willing to export the ! product, but they kept the secret safe- I Jy at home. It was evidently a grafted tree, and from its seeds a variety of things, none of them like the roztstalk, were obtained. Some of the earliest of the importations came to Fruitlands. Many died. One of those'which died was thrown out on a heap of rubbish, became buried, and was forgotten. After a while, however, an odd plant was discovered to be coming up in the rubbish-heap. ! and on investigation n wus iuuuu >u<ii i I the dwarf tree had sprouted from the j roots. Of course all the fruit, and J consequently the seeds of the plant, i had come from above the graft, and so j had been hybrids, partaking chiefly of i the cljaracteristics of the bud instead 1 of the root; but this new stalk camc j from below the graft, and was own child of the root?a bit of tlae garuine, I long-sought stock. I That carefully nursed and guarded i tapling is the odd-shaded buch in the Fruitlands garden. As feoon as it began to bear fruit its seed^ were planted and guarded as carefully as the original stalk. Year after year all the seeds were planted, and even the seedc of the new plants, till ;:.t last the nursery was well . etcc!::C with, the thorny Citrus trifoliata. Commercial crangec are blents cf many varieties. A delicate tree bcarI ing a sweet fruit may be grafted upen a hardy root, and thereafter the new plant *will be hardy and bear sweet oranges. Seedlings frcn it may be worthless, but trees propagated by cuttings retain the sweetness and the hardy qualities. Citrus trifoliata is extremely hardy and very productive. So upon the seedling of this tree has i been grafted almost an infinite variety | of other fruits to obtain ccnxcrcial trees. Orchards all over th? country, and in fact In all parts of the world where oranges are grown, are stocked with descendants of Citrus trifoliata, although of course not all are from this stock so oddly obtained, for about the time this fortunate accidental discovery was made in Georgia other gardeners succeeded in wrcctiug the secret from the Japanese end bringing over seedlings. Actors and IleherBal*. The question of the payment of actors during rehearsal time is cne that naturally agit-tes actors and actresses a good deal; and when one hears, as one frequently dees, of a play in busy rehearsal for six or even eight weeks, often involving heavy and late night work, the cace for the payment of such labor certainly seems a strong one. To add to thD severity of such instances. the performances thus laboriously prepared sometimes fail to attract the public, and all that the actor has to chow fcr eight or ten weeks' work may be a couple cf weeks' pay. j One manager docs, we believe, pay half I salaries after the third week. That I seems generous; probably fourth salar! ies would be regarded as suQcient. I ? w Orie result of some such arrangement j would be that, f:r the sake of the I management, the rehearsals would be I compressed within a shorter period of | time, and would be lees casually conj ducted than is sometimes the case at I present, arid that, too, would bo a i benefit all round. There ere, of course, j difficulties in the way, and cons as well : as pros in this as in every ether pro( posed reform; but it should net be impossible for our theatrical managers? I whose general good will to their companies is beyond ail Conbt?to arrive at some businesslike compromise ir. the matter. As ttings stand at present they certa'nly involve hardship to a large number of members of the theatrical profession.?London Tall Mail Gazette. Princess Longed to Bo a Reporter. Princess Charles of Denmerk was recently seen at a railway terminus bidding adieu to a distinguished guest. Looking around with n bcred expression she saw a newspaper reporter scribbling away for dear llfo in his notebook. She, too, drew a tiny notebook frcm her pocket, wrote a message upen a leaf, and folded it into a tiny pellet. The reporter watchcd every motion with glistening ey^. Seme important bit of news, he was sure, was about to be ?iven tim. Sure enough, the princess threw the pellet of paper directly at him, with au unusually good aim for a woman, and immediately turned the other way. absorbed in her hospitable task. The reporter straightened cut the crumpled jcar. un it were inese worus: i r/isu i I were a reporter!"?New York Globe. | Subterranean Dwellings In Ireland. A:i interesting find of subterranean dwellings of primitive man has been made in County Antrim, thus, in all ! probability, establishing tlis presence I at one time in that part of Ireland of I a race which occupied a great part of j the European Continent before the appearance of the earliest Celt. It is Held by many autiiorities tnat uie Lapps are the living representatives of the early race to which these underground dwellings are ascribed. It seems alse extremely likely that a large proportion of the fairy lore of the later races is derived from the actual existence of these "little people" Jn holes in the earth in the out-of-thev.-ay places to which they had retired for safety.?Lcndcu .County .Gentleman THE GREAT DESTBOYEB SOME STARTLING FACTS ABOUT THE VICE OF INTEMPERANCE." Poem: The Big-Hearted Fello-w ? New York Doctors Hold an Important DI? camion on hnbject of Alcohol?On* of the Evils Threatening Civilization. He dines on rich dishes and wears the best clothes; He cares not for money?he spends as he goes; He has a sweet partner and little ones fair, And a home neat and tidy, but seldom gees there; He frequents the clubs and visits the play, And*he flirts with each coquette who falls in his way, The while his true wife nts at home in her woe? But then he's a big-hearted fellow, you know. How swift flies the time when the champagne he quaffs! How he jokes with the boys! How he shouts! How he laughs! But when at his own ^earth, how altered his tone! If the children approach him he utters a groan. If his wife even hints, while he pores o'er the news, That the coal is all out, that the children J .1 neea bxioch, He raves like a madman and swears till he's hoarse? But he's a big-hearted fellow, of course. At length, whea his means are exhaustedj he tries To borrow from others, less free, but more wise Than himself. Then he finds that there isn't a friend, Of all the gay throng, who has money to lend. So he lives on "freelunches" and "sponges" his drinks, Till, rum-slain, he into a pauper's grave slinks, And leaves to his sad wife the record he bore As a big-hearted fellow?just this, and no more. ?Francis S. Smith. A Physician's' Symposium. The New York Coonty Medical So ciety discussed tie question of alcohol in an important symposium held recently at the New York Academy of Medicine. Professor Chittenden, of Yale University, took up the question of "Alcohol in Health," and declared that alcohol should not be used except under the advice of physicians. Dr. Peabody, in speaking of "Alcohol in Disease," showed that for a large number of ailments substitutes had been found less injurious and more effective. Mr. Atkinson, the chemist of the New York Board of Health, pointed out the dangers of "Wood alcohol," showing its poisonous effects on dogs. This was apparent in tbe profound ooma which it produced. He concluded that it was one of the most dangerous of all the alcohols, and should be restricted and guarded in its use. The New York State Deputy Commissioner of Excise, Mr. Clement, of Albany, spoke of the "Legislative Aspects of Alcohol," indorsed the Raines law and ar&ued from various statistics that it had diminished crime and pauperism throughout the State. "Substitutes for Alcohol" was discussed by Dr. Fitzpatriek. He claimed that pure wates, fresh air and improved hygienic influonooc Tjr/vnlrl diminish th*> demand for spirits, and discussed at some length the various drugs -which were superior to alcohol as tonics and stimulants. Professor Lusk, of Bellevue College, in the discussion -which followed, spoke of the chemistry of alcohol. Dr. T. D. Crothers spoke of the indifference of the profession toward the subject of alcohol, and declared that it was a medical topic, and yet less than 200 physicians in the country had taken interest enough in tLe subject to appear as teachers and students, while on the other hand over a million persons were joined in associations and efforts to remedy and prevent the evils from alcohol. He declared that unless the subject was taken up by medical men and discussed as any other problem in science would be. little advance could be made. Hon. De Lancy Nicholl, former district Attorney of New York, spoke of tne injurious enecis 01 aicouuj seen from a legal standpoint and declared that no good work could be expected from persons who depended on this drug. Dr. L. D. Mason, of Brooklyn, N. Y., discussed the economic side, showing the tremendous losses to society, to Individuals and others from the use of this drug, and predicted that the time would come when alcohol would be regarded by the taedical profession as one of the most serious threatening evils of civilization. He urged the profession to take up this subject and teach the public the real danger. This symposium was remarkable as ?1 eAT>firv?onf o vr\nn O* BUUVWU& uJir iiiuiigcu. ociiuLucub ?ujw*a0 physicians concerning alcohol. Evidently the subject is attracting attention* in the profession to a degree of greater prominence than ever before. None of the speakers, excepting Drs. Crothers ar.d Mason were known as opponents of alcohol in their public writings, and yet all recognized the evils and in a way more or less timid pointed out the possible means of e*? cape.?The New Voice. Schoolboy Drankards. Alarming revelations as to the consumption of alcoholic beverages among the young in Germany were made at a meeting of the Teachers' Total Abstinence Society held at Bremen recently. One of the speakers stated that it was a common thing for infants to be given beer in their bottles, and that in the national schools in Dresden, Saxony, there is not a single child who has not fasted alcohol. Out e?f forty-two boys in one class at a Leipzig school, where the ages of the pupils are from seven to eight, fourteen confessed to having been drunk on beer or gin ? Loiiioii Mail. Temperance Notes. The greater part of Manitoba is under prohibition. The W. C. T. U. of Ireland will hold a bazaar in Dublin to raise money with which to carry on an aggressive temperance campaign. """ 1 ' ! ~ T." 4- r* rwr* r-? + r- Tl Ckl O _ .L/0CU1 OJUIUII . UI miu vuumj, ware, is the first of a number of proposed similar bills to be presented to the Legislature of that State. Archbishop Farley, of New York, has just issued a church order prohibiting selling beer at pk-nics, as a means of money raising in Catholic parishes. It is stated that in Great Britain seventy-live per cent, of ail classes of pauperism arc due to drink, and in Germany ninety per cent. In Germany drink leads to 1G00 cases of suicide every year and supplies the lunatic asylums with something like oOOO victims. Concerts in saloons in Milwaukee must stop. This is Chief of Police J a nssen's order. Neither male nor female vocalists will be allowed in any saloon. Many of tin? so-called theatrical turns in these concert saloons were of a low order, and tbe saloonkeepers took advantage of the concerts to conduct disorderly resorts ' ...... -.,-r ... :j. . v-'-.'r' . \ t THE SUNDAY SCHOOI \ INTERNATIONAL LESSON COMMENTS FOR MAY 21; Subject: Jesus Before Pilate, John xri1l? 28-40?Golden Text, John zvlil*, 37Meinory Verses, 37, 38?Commentary on the Day's Lesson. I. The Jews accuse Jesus (vs. 28-32) | 28. "From Caiaphas." The high priest I Jesus was taken from the gardet where He was arrested, first to Annas, ex-high priest. Annas sent Him t< Caiaphas, where the Sar" edrln, the great Jewish council, was hastily called together. Jesus was questioned and it was decided that He was worthy of death. But the Sanhedrin had no authority to investigate a capital offense during the night, and so an adjournment was taken till daybreak. It was during the time of adjournment mat jesus was mocKea ana maltreated, and it was while these scenes were i being enacted that Peter denied j Him. "Hall of judgment." The j "Praetorium" or palace. "It was t early." Probably about 6 o'clock. The Greek word' rendered "early" is a technical word for the "fourth watch," the time between 3 and 6 o'clock in the morning. Pilate had by request of the chief priests ordered the band of solj diers to arrest Jesus in the garden, and ! he had doubtless held himself in readi| ness all night to give their prisoner a I hearing. Roman'courts frequently sat I at night. "P?e defiled." If they entered Pilate's palace they would be unfitted for the rites of the Passover. 29. "Pilate." Pontius Pilate belonged to an ancient and knightly Roman family. Of his early history nothing definite, is known. He went to Judea about A. D. 26, and remained in office about ten years. His capital was at Caesarea Philippi, but it was his custom to go to Jerusalem at the great festivals to secure order and safetv in the city. "Went out." Pilate went outside of the judgment hall. > "What accusation?" He demands a formal charge. 30. "If he -were not," etc. They did not wish Pilate to investigate the case, and so they tried to bluff the governor. They knew that their actions would not stand Tigid test. 31. "Judge Him." If He is to pass for a criminal simply in accordance with your sentence, then execute Him also according to your law. Pilate meets fanatical presumption with frigid sarcasm. They could excommunicate Him and scourge Him, but not put Him to death. 32. "The saying of Jesus." See chapter 12:32, 33, and Matt 20:19, where Christ foretold His crucifixion. II. Pilate confers with Jesus (vs. 33? 37). 33. "Then." After the Jewish authorities had brought their accusations. "Called Jesus." Before the iudgment seat for a private investigation. "Art Thou?" Thou, so humbled,. 3espised?without a single follower, without weapons or wealth, handed over to me as a malefactor?art Thou the King of the Jews? An ambiguous ?harge, forged out of Jesus' avowal that He was the Messiah. 34. "Of 99 Ac (TArnrnnr bocf fhnn nTTU 11JJ OCH. AO IjVTbiJUVl^ UUtfV IUVU UUJ information that leads thee to suspect Me of rebellion against the Roman au-?ority? 35. "Am I a Jew?" Have I any interest in a Jew's roligious hopes of a Messiah or king, or any knowledge about them? "Thine own nation." If :be charge had been preferred by a Kenan centurion it. would have been worthy of examination. But when was it ever known that the Jewish priesthood complained of one who sought the political emancipation of the nation? None knew better than Pilate how un?asy were the people under the Roman poke. Had there been any danger of sedition from the teachings of Jesus the Romans were the proper parties to interfere. "What hast Thou done?" Let me have Thine own account, that I may at least know something definite' of the case. 36. "Not of this world." iret in this world and over this world. Therefore not in rivalry with the Roman Government. "Servants fight." I bave servants, but not one makes the slightest attempt at My liberation; this, to Pilate, who was acquainted | IV1111 llie JLluuue ui uie uiaiuiuautCi contains a striking proof of Jesus' in, aoeence. 37. "Art Thou a king?" Are you in any sense a king? "Was I born." I was born into the world tbat I might set up and maintain a spiritual ?overnment, but this government is established in and by truth. All that love truth hear My voice and attend to the spiritual doctrines I pFeach. It is by truth alone that I influence the minds and govern the mauners of My sub! jects. Then Pilate asked, "What is truth?" (v. 38). Pilate asked the question of questions which the best minds of every age have asked. III. Pilate confers with the Jews (vs. 3S, 39). 38. "Went out again." The Jewish prejudices prevented their entering the judgment hall. "I findno fault." This was a wonderful testimony in Jesys' favor and from the governor himself. Pilate understood our j Lord's words sufficiently to see that He ; did not claim to be an earthly king and I was not in any way opposing the Iio| man Government. 39. "Ye Have a custom/' xne eus! torn of releasing a prisoner at this ! feast, however it originated, was so j completely established that Pilate was obliged to attend to it (Mark 15:S). Here the cowardly, weak, double-minded character of Pilate is seen. .He J knows Jesus is innocent and that he | ought to free Hin, but he fears to of fend the Jews. IV. The Jews call for Barabbas (v. 10). 40. "Not thia man." Pilate "knew that the chief priests had delivered Him for envy." and vet he is about to submit to their murderous demands. Although He had not been found guil| ty. yet they considered Him a criminal, j and gained their end by starting a tu! >i .at.. ..i. n\ i.D? hKot" I Ilillll IJiiirik JO.U, 11,1. UU1UUVUO. An insurrectionist, a robber and a murderer. A Pecaliar Suit. There was filed in one of the Missouri , courts a suit that for novelty beat anyi thing anyone ever Leard of. It was a suit to recover a sum of money for the deprivation of the company of a dog for several days, and the petition will recite all the agonies tbe owner of I the dog suffered. The story is that a certain man, fancying a liver colored bird dog, took it out of the city one day with the connivance of another man. The dog did not belong to either of them, and the owner soon found trace of it. By the plentiful use of war talk he induced the man who took the dog to bring it back. The owner has the dog, but he is not satisfied. . . . pjt 16U Kmed by tne Storing. It is a pretty rough storm which kills lisb in tbe sea oy wnoiesaie. ai- i tor one of the recent storms there were bushels and bushels of dead eunners I 011 tbe beach at Peaks Island, Me. Tbe fishermen explain it by saying tbe force of the gale and incoming tides drove tbe eunners from deep into shallow water near tbe shore, where they became thoroughly chilled and finally helpless, after which tbe waves .washed them up on the beach. The Way to the Higher Life. The way into the higher life may bM divided into three sections. The tirsMj of these is covered by that compreH hensive act which is known as surren^B der. Only he who gives himself completely to God. taking His will a^| supremely good and wise and lovinjME and submitting himself wholly to seeking God's glory rather than own selfish ends and aims, dedicating? his money, time and capacities to Go^H and regarding himself as not his ow^B bnt the purchased possession of JesaHj ?only such a Christian comes td tast|B the deepened spiritual -life. Have. yojHj got as far as this, my friend? If nolHR you are a long way off from santifica^H The second section of the^road tfl| holiness bears the name of puriflca^B tion. "Wash ye. make you clean," iSf the divine command to the people God. God's Spirit cannot keep comjB pany with an evil spirit, and so ion^Hj as -we give tenantry to out own 'ev^H desires, we have within u? a foe tflH righteousness. "VV^ mu'st cast sin conflfi pletely away, the last vestige of give up every known indulgence. conBj fess our shortcomings down to the en^H of the list, before the. Spirit of Hol^H ness will so much as cross the thre^H hold into the heart. No human perso^E ever shunned a house infected wtt^Bj smallpox more than the Divine SpIrl^H shuns a heart that has still within i^Bj an unforgiven sin. tfy The sign-board over the third sedH| tion reads Faith. That means lookin^B away to God instead of looking intflj self. It leads to prayer?devout, frj^R quent, continuous, soulful prayer. HoHH can we get help without asking for It sends us to our Bible. His minOa| not our own, guides us, ana nence ?i search the Scriptures that, we know His mind. Faith keeps us neaHH the cross, since its atonement is ojHn sole dependence, and to cling to nn^H thing else is like reaching to seize crest of a wave and expecting that.jH9 hold us up.?fohn Balcom Shaw. Ka(nre'? Matin and Vecper ^ervJce.Hhfl Some of us hare heard violin not^BH of such refinement that when tb^Hj ceased we were startled and ba^B dazed as one coming back from a spi^H itual realm. But science is to-day proi^U ing that the air i9 fall of music whi?)HC however, for the most part we fail near, ror experiment proves mat ini lowest sound wuicli the acatest ed^H can detect is at the rat? of 16.5 p^H seoond, and the highest within rea<HB of the ear is at no less a rate tha^H 38,000 vibrations per second, bnt tt^Ej vibrations caused by moving light so high as "seven hundred and sixtj^H Ave trillions" per second. So that vsflg miss whatever music there is betwee^H thirty-eight thousand and seven huMI dred and sixty-five trillions in vibrflH Give imagination liberty to dweHfl and kindle here for a little and tiflfi reader will fairly tremble with eagAS snd confident expectation of the eej^H tatic music wnich now exists, axBB which he may some day have ears flH hear. We have heard some orchestr?| rrhinh H70T*0 nhntHw UI HUlU yaiOiuiauv.c>} Tt iuvm 1IV*V all the tension of oar excitemeflH could bear. But let the imajrinatif^H run on with the Psalmist's outgoinflH of the morning and evening as th<fl| sing. Then we may appreciate to t^H fall the poetry, eloquence, music aiHH truth of the inspired writer's utte^H ance?"Thou .makest the outgoings H the morning and evening to sing."^H John Brittain. He Met the Teat. 9H It is saTd that when P. B. aiejtr heBS the first meeting in his church fH workingmen he said, "Men, we woi^H call noe another brethren, but we w^N call each other brother." The next as Mr. Meyer was walking on streets a scavenger shouted to hii^H "Good morning, Brother Meyer." IflBj replied. "Good morning, my brotheJ^H Then the scavenger got down from'd^J cart and went over where Mr. MotH| was and respectfully saluted him. when Mr. Meyer attempted to take Jj^H band the man drew back, saying, cuse me, my hand is not fit (or t^H likes of you to take." But the preaJ^H er said: "There lots of soap afl^| water at Christ Church. Give me yclHJ band." Later in the day the scavengil meeting four' of his comrades, safl^H holding up his right hand, "Say,-i^H| lows, the new parson over to Chr^^B r*' 1-~ ? ?.UAUam VIA CXI UI'L'U JJUS guu&cu uauug * * . Land." "Well," they said, "if he done that he'll do." Bm|3 "Thou Art My Light.M NHS A touching incident was narrated Hfifl Dr. R. F. Horton, on the second day after his return from months HH treatment by a celebrated German ulist. He was waiting in the oculist's c||B suiting room, not knowing whetherHB not the remainder of his life was tolflH passed in darkness, when he put hand into his pocket and drew out HBI little Bible?not to read it but to llfl if he coulil. As he opened it his efl^J fell on the text: B9H "For Thou art my 'amp, O LoflHH and the Lord will lighten my "I had net been aware of the existence of this text," tie said, "MH I do not know who but an anget-cc^^H have led me to it; but I felt tKH whether I received my sight or those words were enough for me, from that time I seemed to know tHgM I should continue to proclaim words ol' this blessed Book." HMBl ??? aHB What Yoa Bury. ImgE There is room enough on earth to graves for the finest abilities noblest powers. The ground wl^RH received one talent will also rec^^H the five. Every man can be his <^2 sexton. You can easily find a spnn to dig a grave for your talents BHM abilities, your money and your But understand that in burying talent you are burying yourself^^H burying aught that (Jod has given 9HBQ you are burying part of your very^^H ?Joseph Parker Big Rhubarb Farm. ftfinS Clark ?tandiford, a former known grocer of Marysville, CalHBp preparing to engage in the cultiva^^l of rhubarb on an extensive scale ai|Hn ranch near Chino Mills, Butte Cot^GH Five tons of roots have been sbiflBw to him, and they will form the iHBS for his enterprise. fflSKHB Champion Light-Weights. gpxjjfl frl,? nnUhl fomilr in TlHHfll lilt Jlgllivoi licij,ui muiuj sas is found in Cloud Count?. Heilman weighs 100 pounds, his JMHB weighs eighty-live pounds and the iBaw three pounds. Total, 1SS pounds, J