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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. [
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JNG \ Henry J
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"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."
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.