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S&&&*M <4 Tale of the. I "V01 Anglo-Indian I MIST SecretService \ . 1 vj 2 * m ->* o.ia -J- mnan mSTSS . ? J1W if If JIW >V>Y>Y)V>TJ1 CHAPTER XIV. I) ' Continued. 4 *'I, too, have a favor to ask of you," she almost pleaded. "I am in your power, wholly and inevitably; but as an English gentleman, I beg of you to keep?this ..latter?a profound secret from Ivan Meyer. I am strong again now. I will go." With , a grave inclination of the head she passed him, stepping firmly on the dry turf. He watched her as she made her way along the edge of the stream by the little path that led to Walso. When Winyard reached Broomhaugh with rather a poor basket of fish upon his back, he was told that Colonel Wright had also returned, and was changing his fishing clothes. When he came down stairs a few * * - -Vl.fl minutes later, He louna nis guiei waiting for him at the door of a lit'.le smoking room which was specialty set apart for the gentlemen. The old fellow looked grave, and, ignprIng Winyard's inquiry as to what aport he had had, he motioned him to enter the room, and followed closely. Then the colonel closed the door, and held out a telegram. Winyard took the pink paper, and read aloud: "Would suggest Mistley engaging a valet whom I can recommend. Marie Bakovitch is in England." The message bore only the initials "M. L.," and had been dispatched from the Westminster Branch Post Office. Winyard read it over once for his own edification, and turned toward his chief with a smile. The colonel was standing with his broad shoulders against the mantle-piece, his eyes fixed on the earpet His hands were thrust deeply into his jacket pockets, and he moved restlessly from one foot to the other. v "As usual," said Mistley, still smiling, as he took a seat on the edge of the table, and carefully tore the telegram into small pieces?"as usual with news from headquarters, this comes just too late." "How?" asked the colonel, looking up rapidly. "I had the pleasure of meeting Miss Marie Bakovitch this morning." "You? Here?" "Yes. She had a shot at me with a very nice little revolver at a distance of about five yards, and missed me!" "Whew-w!" remarked the colonel. Words usually failed him at a critical juncture. Mistley laughed as he dropped the remains of the telegram into the waste-paper basket? his usual laugh, which had little hi larity in it, serving, nevertheless, very well as a stop-gap. "She was in the train by which we came. I remember seeing her at King's Cross. No doubt she is staying at Walso. Privately, I think she is a little vague in the^upper regions; she did not appear to know exactly what she was about, and?and it was ?desperately poor shooting!" The colonel tugged pensively at his gray mustache, while his kindly eyes rested with an expression of wonder on his companion's face. "Now that I come to think of it," he said, slowly, "when I drove ;-our mother and Mrs. Wright into Walso the other day, L saw a foreign-look (ng girl accompanied by a tall, fair fellow who looked like a Scandinavian Thft ladies were in a shoD and I was waiting outside." "The. foreign-looking girl was Marie Bakovitch," said Winyard, partly to himself. He was slowly stroking Adonis with a soft pressure of his slim brown hand on the" shaggy head. "If," he continued, after a long pause?"If it had only been a man, the wjiole affair would have been intensely funny; but, somehow, since I have seen the girl, the humor of the thing has vanished." Lena and Charlie, passing the open window at that moment, heard Winyard's remark. There was no mistaking the neat enunciation, no misconception of the meaning, and as they passed on, each wondered a lit UB over most; worus caugui ou me wing. Presently the colonel walked to the window, still pondering over the event just related to him. Then, without looking around, he asked: "Will you have this valet?" "No, thank you! I do not believe In that system, for one reason; and I require no one to protect me from a girl, for another." Then the colonel turned sharply round and faced his companion. "Who was the man I saw with her?" "I was wondering," replied Winyard, adroitly. ? "I think," continued the colonel, irhilo "hie IMn/llv nvoa onnniroH o now keenness, "I think?L will go and see?Marie Bakovitch." "No!" exclaimed Winyard, incau?tiously; "you must not do that!" Then there followed rather an awkward silence between these two men who knew each other so we'l. ^The younger busied himself with Adonis, while the colonel looked on with a misty look about the eyes. "You must think me a great duffer, my boy!" he said at length, a little grimly. Winyard shook his head, but did npt look up. I am afraid, continued the old dbldier, "that I must be one, or I should have suspected it before. Now?when it might have been?too late. I see it all. That first letter from the Society of Patriots "Lunatics," suggested Wuijard. with rather a lame little laugh. [ .* i li A " I \ By- ? JNG \ Henry J ISefon / Merriman. r / S _ f "No; let us call them Patriots, for some of them, at least, are sincere. Their first letter threatened us both. You answered it, and, contrary to your custom, you forgot to keep a copy of what you wrote. Since then there has been no question of me, but only of you. Oh, what a fool I was not to have thought of it before!" AS usual, Winyatd laughed, but the colonel held to his point. "As usual, Win, my boy," said the old fellow, slowly, "during the last two years we have been very good friends, and that under exceptionally trying circumstances. We have gone through a good deal together, and we have shared everything. I think it would have been right and fair? in fact, you must see for yourself that I have a claim to share this additional danger * with you as we shared the others." . .. V y.V ?..?> CHAPTER XV. A Little Note. The little parish church of Broom was remarkably full on the Sunday morning following these events. This fact was observed by the young vicar without surprise, and moreover without prejudice. He shrewdly suspected that these strangers had come, not to worship by preference in his church, but to see the well-known Colonel Wright and his distinguished young coadjutor; yet he thought no worse of them for that, and was honestly glad to see them all, remembering that a seed sown by the wind may* well find a fruitful resting place. "Ivan Meyer had not come to - - . . cnurcn rrom mere curiosity, out wixn a set purpose. Marie Bakovitch had been more incomprehensible than ever during the last few days, and her patient lover was slowly awakening to the fact that her mind was no longer reliable. Nevertheless, he hoped on; but to continue hoping and watching in silence and alone was a heavy task for one of his impulsive nature. He suddenly deterr mined, therefore, to seek assistance, and this from Winyard Mistley himself. Something in his artistic soul, some strange love of. a crude contrast, prompted him to do this; and so convinved was he of the wisdom of his appeal, that he had come to Broom Church with a little note . in his pocket to be passed into Winyard's hand. As the congregation trooped down the narrow aisle, Winyard caught sight, for the third time in his life, of Ivan Meyer; and in his eyes he saw the gleam of recognition which is so difficult to conceal, and with it he thought he detected a peculiar pleading expression which he failed at the time to understand. Without turning round to look, he felt that the tall foreigner was' immediately behind him as he passed out of the-low door, and it was characteristic of his readiness of mind that he showed no surprise when a note was thrust rather clumsily into his hand. He must have slipped it into his pocket with wonderful celerity, because he was shaking hands the next instant with Miss Mabel Sandforil, who appeared to be completely satisfied with her new summer costume. v Her interests in theatricals was rather too ostentatious, and Mrs. Wright, with a woman's quick insight, saw, as she came out of the church, that she was displaying her intimacy with the young diplomat for the sole benefit of her lady friends. Mrs. Mistley had for some days been trying to secure a tete-a-tete with her son, and with little difficulty she now arranged that they left the churchyard together. For some moments the mother and son walked side by side in silence. They were now walking by the Broomwater, and the ripple of the stream as it danced and tumbled along filled in the intervals of the conversation, and led to long, thoughtful pauses. "Tell me, Win," said Mrs. Mistley, at length, with a hesitating glance toward him, "what do you think of doing in the future?" "I?" he began vaguely. "Oh, I told them at headquarters that I was ready to go anywhere at any moment." "You have no thought of settling down yet?" gently and suggestively. "Settling down?" "Yes: marrying and going into Parliament, and behaving generally as a well-bred and somewhat ambitious young Englishman ought toN do, according to precedent." "I have no respect for precedent, mother." "Nor I. But why not give up wandering, Win, and go into Parlia- ( ment?" she added softly. "A man who has mastered a specialty, as you have this Russian question, is cer-1 tain to eet on there." "But I liavfi not mastered it yet." "Well?you and the colonel are the accepted authorities upon the matter. I do not see what more you can require. Whether you have mastered it or not, you know more than any other man." "Yes, but it is like exploring a new country?there is no end to it. One must keep up to the times and be ever in the front, or it is usoless competing. Once the ground has been traveled over by another man the interest is lost. While I am here, the Russians are not by a?y moans idle; p,?k! if 1 slarlei.for Ceulral Asia to-] ' morrow, I should find that things had moved onward since I was there before?onward for them, backward fpr us." . "Then von have not altered your plans. You intend to continue being a wanderer on the face of the earth, a man whom' the Cabinet keeps in sight ^ being reckless enough and clever enough to send on any wild- 1 goose chase they may have in hand." i "Do they keep me in sight on that 1 account, mother?" 1 "I was told so by a Minister." "I am glad to hear it. A man ruay get very good sport after wild geese, and who knows what may come of t his knowledge of the country at some l future day. I tell you, mother, .his t is an age of specialties?universality 1 is at an end. My specialty is this Central Asian question. At any time, at any moment, we may find ourselves upon the brink of the big- i gest fight the modern world has i seen; then my time will come. Then ? the first words of the War Office will i be: 'Send for Colonel Wright and t Winyard Mistley'?the one to plan, the other to execute. When that time comes, mother?nous verrons!" "In the meantime, it seems to me t that your entire life is being sacri- < Seed to be in readiness for an event i which may never occur." . < "Mother," said* Winyard, with a I cheery laugh, "you are getting senti- i mental, and that will never do. If you infect me, I shall die off in a week. And as for talking in that insinuating manner about settling t down, how about a certain elderly t lady who "is always flying about the j world ?- Scotland, London, Paris, i Rome, und even St. Petersburg? ^ nursing the stricken, and consoling \ such as are love-side or martyrs to indigestion?'" "When you marry,/I will settle dow^i in a cottage near at hand, take f to .needle-work, and'worry about v your wife. There re Lena coming j alone; run away and meet her while j I go in and take off my bonnet." { .They were now upon the stone ( terrace, and Mrs. Mistley pointed j down the valley as she walked to- j ward the house. "I expect," said Winyard, partly \ to himself, "th?t Charlie has been caught by the Sandfords." At the head of the narrow steps which he had just ascended, he drew the note handed to him in church from his pocket. It was In French, one line, in a fine, clear handwriting. "Meet a friend'to-night at the bottom of the small steps. I. M." "I. M.!" mused Winyard. "Ivan Meyer; and he calls himself a friend! I am gradually getting into a fog with all these muddling conspirators." V Then he thrust the note back into his pocket, and ran lightly down the steps to meet Lena.' * "You are polite!" was her greeting. . "I am, he replied, bowing low. "I am nothing if not polite." "Then you are nothing," she answered saucily. "Thank you. I was afraid you did not think so mnch of me." v "You have allowed me," she continued, severely, "to walk home from church alone, and to carry this t unassisted." , ' z She held out for his inspection a r tiny prayer-book, .of which the 8 weight might safely be set down as i three ounces. "Good gracious!" exclaimed Winyard, "you do not mean to say that you carried that all the way!" And e he gravely took the burden from her ? hands. "I thought Charlie was with you," ha continued, apologetically. "No, Mr. Mistley, I was alone." "It shall not occur again, Miss Wright." . . "It is not polite to mimic people, Mr. Mistley," said Lena, looking straight in front of her. They were at the foot of the stone stairs cut in the wall, which were just broad enough for two persons' to pass. men ner numor suaaemy cnangea. ? "How very foolish we are!" she f exclaimed, laughing. Ju9t as she spoke she slipped backward, and her laygh turned into a little cry of fright. (To be continued.) Gnn-Malring is China.. A correspondent of the Lahore Civil and Military Gazette visited one of the Chinese arsenals, and thus put down his impressions: "Finally we were taken?among other places? i to the great Chinese arsenal, some way beyond treaty limits, where every form of munition of war, from rifles to forty-five-ton guns, was Veing made. We wandered through a wilderness of factories, covering acres of ground, and were shown the whole process of manufacture. Aud there were powder factories and other institutions not far away, which we had no time to visit. "That was, perhaps, the most sigm'flrn nf flrnorlonoo a f oil Vnii m d V UlUVt'.Ub \^ApWiigU\/Vy VI Mill a VU uiu^ j have seen gun factories before, but , have you seen a place turning out , great guns by the dozen, and machine guns by thtf hundred, perfect 1 in design and constructions run, from coolie to head mandarin, entirely'by Chinese, and with only couple of Englishmen engaged ^olely in con-" sultative supervision? Have you seen a roomful of Chinese draughtsmen i aud designers, in pigtails and blue gowns, solemnly, stolidly and assiduously getting out the drawings for a new gun? It is a sight that furnishes food for thought. And as you leave you ask yourself the question: 'If these men can make the guns, wViv mav thev not work them some day?' " Earliest Musical Notes. The earliest written signs for r.usical notes were the lettfers of the alphabet; and their use for this purpose dates from a very early period. The ancient Hebrews employed cer- * tain accents to mark the rise and fall of the human voice in chanting i their psalms and prayers. Among the curios preserved io the Bank 01! England is a banknote that passed through the Chicago fire. The i paper was consumed but the ash held i logenie1, ruu me ^nuuui; ,i> ijuuc i legible. It is kept carefully under Siass. Tlie baft;U paid tl-e note. " / ' V w; . .. ^ N^^5]S<wlH0C1E P Varnished Linoleum. When linoleum begins to wear mint the surface with a good flooi rarnlsh, allowing a longer time foi t to dry in than would'be the cas arith wooden boards. > The Carpet Sweeper. If the carpet sweeper is pushed in he same direction as the warp of the ug, not against it, it will be found hat the sweeper can be uped with )etter success. . - In Mending Silk. . Oil A. IS UC3U U1CUUCU WILLI HD V YY &J avelings. Carefully ra.vel threads ol he required length, darn as neatlj is possible, and press flat with aD ron that is not hot enough to leave in imprint or discolor the silk. t Soap Economy. In h.uy.ing soap it is much cheaper o purchase it in large quantities ii >ne has the necessary room to store t. It not only means that there is a :onsiderable reduction In the price, jut the soap improves in quality and lurability the longer it is kept. Pointer on Darning. f When darning large holes it is ofen a great help to first baste a piece >f thin net over the hole and then >roceed in the usual manner. The nesh of the net makes the groundvork for the. cfarn. Old veils and )its of old lace may be used. Pasteboard Squares. To prevent the marring of mantels, 'urniture and window sills by flower rases or pots, place beneath them lit!e squares of oiled pasteboard cut rom cracker or cake boxes now so :ommon on the market. A supply >f these squares can be cut in a few 4 P 4*1 n VnT?<<TT uuiucuu), auu, 11 aujju iu. a uauujr )lace, their use will soon become a lablt, saving furniture and woodvork from many unsightly rings. Rubber Shoe Protectors. To make rubber shoes wear longer, !rom the tops of old. rubber shoes cut )i$ces the shape of a he'el. Smear ;hese pieces on the lining side with :hick mucilage, or any sticky subitance, and place in the heels of rub)ers, pressing down firmly. These )rotectors prevent the rubber from eceiving the direct pressure of the >oot heels, and can be renewed when ;hey show the least signs of wear. Lamp Chimneys. There is not the slightest doubt hat lamp chimneys and globes may >o tempered in such a manner as to nake them less susceptible to breakage. It is not to the interest'of the nakers to have thom last too long, jut the housekeeper can lengthen heir days by puting them, when first jurchased, into a pan of cold water. Then place the pan on the stove and et sfey there until the water boils, fake it off and leave them in the waer until it is perfectly cold. It is tstonishing how strong this simple nethod of tempering makes the glass md how much longer they may be ised. \, Avoid Monotony. Let all those who wish to be conlidered good cooks avoid monotony ibove all things. It is quite possible ;o starve in the midst of plenty, that s to say, we may eat, day after day, >f a substance which is very nourishng in itseir, and yet derive no beneit from it. Strive, then, to have variety, and itrive to have each dish as ".tasty" is possible. Eggs for instance can be cooked n a great many ways, and yet some people's sole idea of cooking eggs ia :o boil them, or fry them, until they ire leathery and indigestible. It is not merely to pamper the appetite that I would urge you to make everything as tasty as possible. Taste, and a variety of tastes, are necessary to the digestion as wel} as the enjoyment of food. It has Been satisfactorily proved by scientific experiment that no man ;an be properly nourished on tasteless food. The taste and smell of food cause the digestive juices to How more abundantly. ? New York Press. * Bread Pudding?Take three cups of stale bread crumbs and one cup of raisins and four cups of milk, one cup of sugar, flavor with vanilla, put Into a pudding pan and bake from thirty to forty minutes. Fried Rice ? Any cold rice left from dinner may be made with the hands or with a spoon into cakes. About an inch thick, dipped in an egg and flour batter and fried a good brown. Vanilla Tp.iner?Take two CUDS ol sugar and ten tablespoons milk; boil five minutes; beat till cool enough to spread. Vanilla flavor is nice foi icing. Use part of icing, then chip bananas, mix -with remainder, and use for filling. Eggless White Cake?Two cups of sugar, two cups of sweet milk, six tablespoonfuls butter, four cups ot sifted flour, four tablespoons of baking powder, sifted with flour. Use any flavoring you like. Color layers red or yellow and have one white. Vinegar Biscuits?Take two quarts nf flour, one laree tablesnoonful of lard or butter, one and a half tableBpoonfuls of vinegar, one tablespoonful of soda. Put the soda in the vinegar and stir -well. Mix in the flour and add two eggs beaten light. With warm water make a dough stiff enough to roll out. Cut in fancy Bhapes and bake in a hot oven. All sorts of prettily shaped biscuit cutters are sold in the stores now for four or five cents apiece. : .-i . * X'sir THE SUNDAY SCHOOfc INTERNATIONAL LESSON COM. MENTS FOR JANUARY 6 BY ' THE REV. I, W. HENDERSON. Subject: God the Creator. Gen. Is 1-23?Golden Tent, Gen. 1:1? Memory Verses, 1 t6 3?Commentary. .' Whatever may he our opinion as to the historicity of the story which is the subject of this lesson, upon this we are all agreed: that the beautiful word picture which so simply tellprthe Btory of God's creative work in the days of the infancy of the world Btates ithe central, ultimate and greatest fact of the universe of God. In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. Twentyfive times in the first twenty-five verses is the name of God used. What a sublime, what a scientific, what a philosophic record this is. If it be ai allegory it is the profoundest allegory that the world has ever read. These twenty-five verses reveal God, firstly, as a fact in the earliest his1 tory of the universe: "in the beginning God." Secondly, they reveal God as a creative force?"in the beginning God created. Thirdly, they reveal God as a creative personality ?"and God said," "and God saw," "and God made." - ' The fact of God is the ultimate statement of the wisest and the most searching philosophy. Whether we call God a force, an energy, a creating power or a personality, we must, in sound sense and as the result of universal experience, admit. Him as a fact. This lesson nresents find. secondly, aa we have seen, as a creative force. Out of chaos, by the exercise of .,His own. will, God created the world. But the Genesis story delineates God to us as something more than a mere creative force. It takes us into the realm of the personality of God and it introduces us to a Creator who speaks, who sees, who thinks, who wills. And it gives to us- a God who is a creative personality. It is noticeable also,- as in the eighteenth verse, that Genesis gives to us a photograph _df a God who is possessed of moral attributes?"and God -saw that it was good." A God without moral capacity would be unable to make a moral distinction as between good and bad. A God who did not know the right, and who failed to exercise righteousness, would be unable to distinguish moral worth either in His own actions or in the works'of men. The Genesis record, despite all difference of opinion as between theological schools will be forever, as it has been and is to-day, the simplest, most easily understood, as well as a profoundly philosophic, statement of the fact of a personal, moral, creative God. This we should not forget, this we should not fail to force home upon the attention of all students of the Scripture. Inescapeably this lesson , teaches the fact of God. , The following notes may be found to be of value: ? ; Vs. 1. "In (the) beginning." No article in Hebrew is given. But It is here properly supplied. The first verse tells in general language what God did. The rest of the verses particularize from this generalization. * "Created." This is a special term for the new aAd unique. It does not of necessity imply creation from nothing. God likely in the idea of the writer is conceived as beginning with primeval chaos. The writer does not go back further than that. But either view may be held from the context. That is to say, there Is reason to believe either that God is pictured as making the world out of nothing or out of formless matter. Vs. 2. "Without form and void." The R. V. gives "waste and void." These two words represent our "chaos." "Deep." Primeval abyss. "Moved upon." R. V. "was brooding upon." This word suggests a generative process. Vs. 3. "Said." God's word Is absolute. Thus the words of a god were considered in that day to be unalterable. "Light." Not the sun, moon, stars, etc., but generic light, cosmic light. "There Was light." A creative act of God. It was a definite act and not . a mere emanation from God. Vs. 4. "Divided." A further picturing of the act of God in bringing chaos into shape. <Vs. 5. "Called?day." The name God gave it is important. Names were very important among the early Jews. They never mentioned the real name of God. They used the symbols, but they used a different word having the same consonantal symbols to designate Him. "Evening?morning." The Jews reckoned from the evening in counting the hours of their day. That may explain the context. R. V. And there was evening and there was j morning, one day. "Day." This author thought of a day in the narrow use of the-word. This does not prevent us holding to an evolutionary theory of creation if we so are impressed by scientific knowledge. The writer of this story is not relating scientific, but religious truth. He is pointing to the fact of God. Ve fi " EMrmamcmt." Mnanse. Vs. 11. "Grass," general vegetation. "Herb," grain. Vs. 14. "Lights, sun, moon and stars. Subdivisions of the light of vs. 3. "Signs," astronomical. Vs. 20. "Fowl," birds, insects, flying things. Vs. 21. "Whales," sea monsters. Vs. 24. "Beast," wild befests; "cattle," domestic animals; "creeping tilings," reptile^; iietter Drirts looo Allies. With a pint bottle for a mail pouch a letter committed to the sea by a Monterey (Va.) man has been safely delivered. C. C. Arbogast, the writer, was on his way from New York to Panama, when he bottled three letters and consigned them to the | sea. The letter was committed to the waves on April 1 and washed ashore at Georgetown, Exuma, one of the Bahama Islands. It was delivered to the 'resident Justice, who fo/warded it to the addressee. The bottle must have drifted 1000 miles. Sinai Boundary Settled. The Sinai boundary dispute between Great Britain and Turkey has been settled. The maps prepared in accordance with the agreement have been signed and the Turkish troops stationed at Kuseimeh, which Turkey considered to be the most important strategic point, have been withdrawn. Curfew at Haverhill. To suppress rowdyism, City Marshal McLaughlin,of Haverhill, Mass., will enforce the old curfew law. Boys under twenty-one found on the streets after 9 p. m. will be arrested. I THE GREAT DESTROYEII SOME STARTLING FACTS ABOU1 THE VICE OF INTEMPERANCE. A Lesson Too Painful For Any Pen to Picture?Last Resort of a J Desperate Woman as She Met Her Husband in a Saloon. "I am not Mrs. Nation; I have no hatchet; I am not crazy." These words came from the lips of a Lewis woman, as she met her husband face to face in a hotel barroom the other evening, says the Lewis Pilot. They were directed to the bartender and the loungers, as the former handed the woman's husband a glass of whisky. She continued: "That man has not done a day s work this winter, ana I am worn out trying to support him and the rest of the family. I want to know if something cannot be done to keep him from destroying his own life and starving his family?" v The wom/in was thin and pale. Her lips quivered as she spoke. Her frail body could hardly stand the strain of the unfamiliar environment. As she finished the little girl/fit her side burst into tears, the bartender took back the whisky, the abashed husband stood with bowed head, one by one the loungers left the room. Presently the bartender, gazing at the poor woman, solemnly vowed that the man should not drink at his bar again. It was a pathetic scene; it was the last resort of a desperate woman. As she left the hotel with her husband and the little girl there was'a lesson too painful for any pen to picture, Bad Girls Warned. ' Magistrate Gallagher pointedly talked at the Eleventh and Winter streets station to a group of thirteen flashily dressed girls and -told them of the effects of a viciouB life. TJiey had been arrested on Thursday night" for disorderly behavior on the streets or in Chinese restaurants in the Tenderloin. Three of them, who were In short skirts, said that -they had run away irom tueir iiumtp ia jn.uu.ttyunk and Roxborough to enjoy life in Chinatown. .' Pointing to an intoxicated' woman, who was brought in c^/ered with mud, her face bleeding and raving from the effects of drink, the Magistrate said: 'D6 you Bee that? Is not that a horrible sight. That woman i3 not yet twenty-five years old. You girls are starting on the downward path even younger than she started. II! you do not change j*ur course, you will be like her before i you are twenty." The younger girls in the party shrank away from the drunken woman and then i ell to crying and wringing their hands. They pleaded' to be allowed to go home, saying they would nevjr come back to China-; town. Thoy were handed over to their parents.?Philadelphia Ledger. t r ' Some Striking Beer Figures. The London Home Magazine gives some interesting statistics regarding the consumption of beer. With every tick of the clock ?6 15s. worth of beer vanishes down the world's throat; every minute; ?410 worth disappears; every hour the world pays ?24,651 for its beer; and every day it swallows the yearly income of <iUOU miaaie-ciass iamuies iu ueanj ?600,000 worth of the "brown beverage." Stupendous as these figures are, especialy when we eonsider the world'8 beer bill for a year amounts to ?216,000,000, the figures which represent the quantity consumed are almost incredible. The beer which is consumed throughout the world in a single year would make a lake six- feet deep, three and three-quarters miles long and one mile wide, or 2319 acres in area. In this vast lake of beer (says the writer) we could easily drown all the English-speaking people, to the number of 120,000,000, throughout the entire world; or we could give a beer bath to every man, woman and child at the same time in the entire continent of America; while all the peoples of England, Scotland, Ireland and France could find standing room on its bed. Menaces Germany's Progress. In discussing a resolution in the Prussian Diet relating to alcoholism, Count Douglas, a descendant of a Dt'UlUil cuiuici ui wi vuuvr .? mltted the resolution, declared that while he is not an abstainer and likes to drink good beer or wine on proper occasions he is nevertheless deeply Impressed with the injury inflicted in Germany by excessive consumption of alcoholic beverages. He asserted that the Germans spend .3,000,000,000 marks ($75,000,000) a year in drink, twice the amount of the combined army and navy budgets. On> third of thq^ inmates of Insane asylums in Germany are victims of intemperance; eighty per cent, of the idiots are the offspring of intemperate parents and the number of persons convicted of crimes has increased from 299,249 in 1882 to 478,139 in 1899. Mexico's Liquor Problem. Mexico, according to -William E. Curtis, is confronted with a serious liquor problem. Pulque, the national drink, is consumed there in enormous quantities, and the effect on the Inhabitants is deplorable. Mr. Curtis calls this liquor the curse of the country. He says the working people spend the larger part of their incomes for it and are debased by it, body and soul. Makes Saloons Too Influential. Boston's Police Board has barred all political posters from the windows of saloons of that city on the grounds that this practice has made the saloon too influential a factor in the politics of the Hub. Corkscrew Deadlier Than Can Opener Another notaoie eauonai tmui, asserts that, "In spite of all reports, the corkscrew still beats the canopener as a health wrecker, and the teer faucet distances tli^m all." Alcohol. Prof. Shattuck, of Harvard Medical School, says: "I give less alcohol because I give less drugs, and alcohol Is a drug. I reserve its use for only acute diseases, feeling my serious responsibility as a physician in regard to its use. I used to prescribe ale or beer, and sometimes fnr-rrt a nf ?al/?nhrtHr> HHnks. tn SUUIIfeCTi. IW1U*W V4 MtVVMWV ?- ? , WW patients with debility from one or another cause. I do not do so now." Drink Versus Success. The great physiologists of th? whole world we against the drink, j j y x . - DO IT NOW! A Do you know a heart that's sad?? '</^E Does God^whi?per: ^ "Mako him glad!" fl Your time, alas! may "be too late; ^Hj Pray, then, do not hesitate? HU Speak to-day the message needed -: Trusting that it will be heeded? uo it now: Has this ever comb to you? . ' "I will read God's message through?" H Do it now! ? S For when mem'ry has grown old, , Like a sieve, it will not hold; And life a multiplying care Leaves bat little time-to spare? 'V Do it bow! hfl Would yon write a .letter home To the "old folks"?you who j3am?-r I >Do it now! ' . /' >: " For the mesuges are few . And restrain the threatening tear! Have you ever heard & voice H Saying: ^Make My^path your chtMCe?* For with every passing, day I It grows harder to obex,.. H Youll escape a deal ot sorrow, WU If you wajt^ not till to-morrow. I From the snares your feet delay ". I Would yoo^eyer break away? ' Hour by hoar their grip grows str&ngw-* Be a habit-slave no longer; I From your^ fetters riije, victorious?' " 8 ?Rev. B. F. Meredith, La Grande, Ow. Faith Subdues Fear. IB I knew a yputh nearly forty yeai?jH ago who was staying with relations1?? when a thunderstorm of unusuaj vlo- MB lence came on at nightfall. A stack was struck by lightning and set. on fire -within sight of the door. The grown-up people in the house, both M men and women, were utterly oyer- HE come with fright. ?j The strong mer* seemed even mare afraid than th&Hj women. All the inmates ot* the! houqe sat huddled together. Only fl this youth was quietly happy.. I There was a little child up stairs IB la bed, and the mother was anxious about tt, hut even her love could not give her courage enough to pass the staircase windows to brlhg that child down. The babe cried, attf youth, whom I knew right tfell, who was then but newly converted, ..weatflB up stairs alone, tooti the child, and II without hurry or alarm hn>QSht itijfl down to Its. mother. He needed ho IB candle, (or the lightning was sp con tinuou8 that' he could see his way^l He felt that the Lord was wonder-^B fully near that night, and so no feUp H was possible to his heart.' He>jia&^B down and read a Psalfii afond Co hi* M trembling relatives, who looked oill the lad with loving wonder. 'That I night he was master of the situation, I and those in the house believed HR there was something in reltglon,'H[ which he had so lately professed. I I -believe that if all of us can, by God'* (y?AAA ffflf enrtli ' aanoA glAVC) gVb BUVU W vvutiw , V? .j nearness to us In times of danger and I trouble that we remain calm, we fl shall bring much honor to the cause of God and the name ot Jesus.?Rev. I C. H. Spurgeon. - . ./; ; The Cross That Sanctifies. ' U In a mediaeval book we found tb^M following sentence: "God had dneH Son without "sin, but never a child H without a cross." How simple. and B yet how true a statement of the AC- H tual life of the kingdom. Said, fl Jesus, "Whosoever does not bear hift H cross and come after Me, cannot be My disciple." Throughout the epia-H ties we find the. same undercurrent^? of pain and toil and cross-bearins: atfl the condition of the new UgM00|8f^H| Not that the world does not its cross as well, but'it does not HID cgnize it as a cross that many tify. Suffering is tne ton 01 sm, all men alike must pay it. There^^H no heart'so glad but will be.even^H| ually saddened; there is no sky sftfM blue but will sometimes be cloudedwfl there is no hope so bright but ^ill at'l some time "be disappointed. But to fl the child of Qod all these things. B which the world ascribes to ill for B tune or mere chance, are discipline;; fl they are "afflictions," "temptations," fl "crosses," "chastisements," or what- fl ever else the Scriptures may call B them.?Christian Observer. B H Christ the Bnflder. fl "I go to prepare a place for-you." fl One Sunday morning a Sunday school superintendent was reviewing fl the lesson before the school. He fl asked some of the children what Christ's occupation was. Some of fl them said He was a carpenter; others that He made things; one little fel- fl low said He made houses. Upon this fl answer a gray-haired old saint fl shouted out, "Yes, and He Is buifd- fl f?ior them There are houses of fl worship, hospitals, Christian homes, all His work.. Verily, He is the master builder of the ages. ? Ram's Horn. ? '' World's Vast Fellowship. Sometimes the hope arises within" us that the idea of the world's vast fellowship will triumph in the min^ and life of humanity, and bring in the great glad age, when "the peace that is passionate and the passion that is peaceful" shall reign.?W. J. Jupp. ^ Unamiable Goodness. If a man through ignorance /or bid , taste does his duty unamiably or with too little regard to the prejudices of J,-1n ?- H otners, any ujaime ui auuv;?>w which he may meet in sicch a case ought not to be classed among those tribulations through which our way, to the Kingdom of God necessarily;' leads us.?Thomas Arnold. The Circle Complete. His death was the last segment in \e perfect circle of His life. Alaska's Yield of Gold. " f Few things of a statistical nature are of keener Interest than the' story, of the development of the mining in-* dustry in Alaska in the last decade. It is attested roughly by the increati|6 tn the value of its annual output from $2,400,000, in 1895, to mora, than $15,000,000 in 1905. The pioneer miners of the Yukon could not afford to handle gravel averaging less than $10 or $15 to the cufcle% yard. In the same district good wages can |ow be made, even by crude methods, in extracting gcid* from pay streak averaging less th?\_ J 5 to the cubic yard.