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He looked down on her, on this soft, lovely maiden, and a mad longing came over him to seize her in his arms and flee with her from this dark, ill-omened place, to place her in safety, and shelter her in his loving arms from the evil of the world, and the terror of the gift she had inherited with her blood. He walked up and down the room almost heedless as to Antoinette's sleep. Time passed on. The sunset died away, and the quick gray twilight covered the world and filled the room. He could no longer see An Ai'rifiHfl'e ffioA' nnlv tho otill mitlinn i of her figure softly breathing. Then he heard sounds outside, the echo of many feet, and the old clock in the nan trembled out its faint strokes. It was eight o'clock; they had come to carry away all that was left on earth of Antoinette's father. i\o one disturbed them. Doubtless the kind-hearted women told the Mayor that the young orphan was still asleep, and that her fiance was watching her, and he would let no one intrude. He had a sympathetic nature. He felt that if the noise of their movements should awaken tlio sleeping girl, that nothing would so scften the anguish of that awakening as the presence of her lover; and with quiet, silent order the sad little ciremony went on. The curious crowd, which had gathered to gape and stare, by the quiet authority of the Mayor and the Cure resolved itself into a nrnressinn. As thev moved away, bearing their burden in the midst of them, the Cura began to chant the ' De Profundis." Arthur heard the words as the chanting died away in the distance, and he also repeated them. Presently Nanon came in with a light. The poor old woman was hardly recognizable, her face was so disfigured by crying. She looked so old and worn, her white coif was all awry, and her grey hairs escaping under it. "Ah! my poor Monsieur," she said. "Chn ctill cloftnc mv l?imh mv Arthur felt very grateful to them for coming back to him; it took away the feeling of forlorn loneliness which had been creeping upon him, mf?i}';ig him dreatl Jie scarce.ty kJiew .vb.'t. KJLX\s OViit Ui/ iULUU) MAJ precious one; but she will awaken soon. Alas! if cne could sleep away the griefs of earth, one would not ask for Heaven. But 1 came to tell you that Monsieur Tasset left a message for you. He said he would come back to see you. and Monsieur Is Cure, both. They said they could not go away happy -to-night before they heard how our poor demoiselle woke up, and how she was. So you see, Monsieur. 1 got Catherine to do a little cooking for me, and there will be something to eat, for one must eat, even though it may be the last day itself. Ah! my sweet, my pretty one," looking down on Antoinette, "the longer thou sleepest the better." The poor old woman lingered about, evidently longing, not daring, to ask something. At last she got it out. "If I might ask, Monsieur, if Battiste will be home to-night? He does not eat much, as you know, still a cnesiDui soup is always comiorung after a troubled day. But if he will come to-night?"' "Not to-night, Nanon," said Arthur, with a feeling of choking in his j throat. ' The business is not over yet.'' "Do they still say he did it?" she asked, twisting lier apron round her I hands. "Some do; hut, Nanon," and he stepped forward and took her hands, "all that man can do I promise you I j will do to save your husband." "God will reward you," she said. I "Well, well, it is the first time he has ever been away from me since we were married; but what an old fool I am to care so much for only one night. I must go and see about the supper," and she went away muttering her words, "Oui dame; one must eat thougn the last day be at hand." The time passed away. Presently a little knock at the door announced the return of the guests. Arthur rose and went to them. They sat in a sort of ante-chamber communicating with the room in which Antoinette lay. Old Nanon had prepared food there, and they all sat down and ate. Arthur left the door between the two apartments a little ajar, that he might hear the sound of moving if she was to awaken. Not to disturb her rest they moved quietly and spoke in low voices. The Cure sat opposite to Arthur. He had a gentle, pleasant face, with the kindly expression of interest in all the world, worn so often by those who have known no great cares, and have traversed no heights or depths of weal or woe. fscS^il: SHSESE5B5H53SZEJHSHSHSHSH A ft J~3 cS cln dHr3 *" dSP5HTEL'Tclb c?5"5 V , K' 5b'SHSHSESES55Hi-HSH5HSE <# 1 iSSSHSESHSESE?"^^5H5&EJE5|| A fg DIVINING || ROD. g? S j mmilifillfiililiiil 0 IGARETH MAJENDiE. HHMM t lLi-lh dAn rLb d_5"ELb db d5"?b dJa d-b d-b d 3 f "I fear, I greatly fear, in spite of [ our conviction of his innocence, that old Battiste will be condemned," said Monsieur Tasset, mournfully. "I cannot see who else can have been guilty, although I feel morally sure that he is not; but everything is against him. It seems he has, without the smallest scruple, said that he possessed a duplicate key of his master's room." "A duplicate key!" exclaimed the Cure. "Then why did he suffer the door!) to be broken down?" "He does not know what has become of it. He will not, or cannot, say why or when it was lost. He is half in his dotage." "But that he should have mentioned that duplicate key does not seem like guilt, and must be in his favor," said the Cure, quickly. "So it is old Battiste whom they .accuse?" said a voice, very gently and slowly, whose tones made all three start to their feet. It was Antoinette. She had come into the salon and had heard the last words. She was perfectly calm, but she had pushed back all the fair hair frnm hpr brow, and that and her deadly pallor gave her a look of extreme desolation. Arthur advanced quickly to lead her to a chair. She gently put him aside, and leaning one hand on the table, she said: "It was not Battiste, Messieurs; of that I can assure you." "If, Mademoiselle, you have indeed any proof," said Monsieur Tasset, eagerly, "then it may indeed save the old man's life." She sank into a chair, and her pathetic eyes turned from one to another of the three anxious faces. "Messieurs?," she said, "tell me the truth as vou hope for salvation. Will Battiste be condemned?"' A cold terror of what she might be going to do or say struck upon Arthur's heart. He spoke eagerly. "Not necessarily, Antoinette. Juries rarely convict on circumstantial evidence only. There is an absence of motive admitted, and we have yet to communicate with your cousin." She turned her eyes from him to Tasset. "An Englishman cannot be fully j conversant with French law," she saici. 1 conjure you 10 ien me uie truth. Will he be condemned?" "I fear, I greatly fear," he stam-. mered. Arthur shrank back, shrank back against the wall. He knew what wa;j coming. She turned to him with her eyes looking up to his, wild, despairing, terrified. "No! no!" he cried. "Do not ask me! I cannot!" "Your oath!" she answered, in a voice out of which all tone had died away. "Heaven help me! Must it be?" She only repeated once more. "Your oath!" As if under n resistless snell he placed the talisman in her outstretched hands. The silver case fell to the grornid. In the dead silence that followed, they heard the clinking of the metal as it rolled away from under, foot. Antoinette had covered her facc ; with her hands. She remained so for some minutes, so long that Tasset and the Cure glanced at each other, fearful lest she should have fainted. Arthur never moved. He stood fascinated, motionless. He put his finger to his l'p when they would have interrupted her. At last she put down her hands and rose slowly to her feet, and the three men started with a thrill. A most strange and awful change had passed over her, all the softness had gone out of her face. It was hard, rigid, carved in marble, like that of Medusa. The large, gray eyes strained wide open, the lips apart; all the wild, fair hair, blown backward, seemed to stand erect round her head as if it had been a halo. She saw nothing, heard nothing of those beside her. Then for the first time the two perceived that she held between her hands, in a strange, stiff way, a slender willow wand, and they knew instinctively what it was. "No, 110," cried the Cure, springing ! forward; but the Mayor put his hand on his arm; he was watching with a ! strange fascination. "Gently, gently, Monsieur le Cure," | be said. "Who dares say that this ! power is other than from Heaven!" Then the Cure also drew back, aud they stood watching. Antoinette was on the scent. CHAPTER XVI. The night was dark and boisterous; the moon passed fitfully in and out from great banks of clouds. The wind tore round them in violent j gusts; but still the slight, dark figure flitted on before them, and they fnllnwnfl whercvpi' cho u'^nt Thrrn was no hesitation, not an instant's pause or turn. On straight she went, like a sleuth-hound on the scent, through the rough forest paths. The trees parted to right and left, they emerged into the open country. Before them lay the straight highroad. gleaming like a ribbon in the moonlight; then to the right, high | walls, on in front the lights and ! shadows of the trees. The three following her breathed hard, but not a sound came from their lips. She went with a straight, swift motion, so tranquil that at times they almost thought that it was a vision thus glid; ing before ihein. There were great j iron gates in the wall. Arthur recogj nized them at once, and knew, with ja shudder, whither they were bound, i The gates were partially closed, and j yielded to her tcuch so swiftly that : it almost seemed as if they flew open, ! at Ler iipproat'n of their own accord, i ind they followed her Into the con .erv. Antoinette glided swiftly on. T moon went behind a cloud, all w shrouded in dark night; but her f Lire was still perceptible, a dart shadow in the darkness. In the Chapelle des Morts t' lamps were burning in red shad They seemed like living eyes; tli 5hed a lurid light around, them, Lhe gleaming altar, on the black v vet pall which covered the bier lyi before it, and to that bier Antoine went onwards. Arthur would have interposed, seemed to him that it would kill h that now he must prevent her j ing on; Tasset put his hand heav on his shoulder and almost held h back. Antoinette, cold and phantom-li was standing over the corpse of 1 father, and the two pale hands wh had been joined before her, holdi the willow wand, drooped and f< A strange- baffled look came over b that yet had none of the reality the real Antoinette in its moment! weakness. Suddenly she stopp She drew aside the pall that covei the dead man's head and breast, j thur bent forward, shuddering, hold out his arms, lest the daugh should fall back horror-stricken a insensible; but he was mistaken. A sound burst from her lips? awful sound?that had a ring exultation in it, and she seized uj something that lay on her dead tiler's breast. That something g tered and shone in the red al lights, and they recognized it sim taneously. It was a diamond. How it came there they knew e I *nust have dropped from the m dtsier's hand. Chance, or some the Divine laws which govern chan must have shaken it on to his gra clothes. There was no time for c jecture, for at the very touch of the strange stiff tensixxn came b; into Antoinette's fingers, they cloi around the stone. Her eyes lool once more straight before her, fi: as in a trance, and she turned e went on her way. Arthur had scarcely time to repl the pall with a reverent hand, i passed by so swiftly; and he kn that she was once more en rapp with the man who had done the de They shivered as they came < again into the wild night. She led the way straight into forest again. The trees grew thi er and closer; the boughs swa; and seemed to clang harshly ov head. When they reached the pi which led to Von Repos, Antoine turned off it to the left, and n Ihey had left all beaten tracku hind then;; but she was never a loss and never paused, and where ! passed they followed close behind There was always space enough pass, though the way was tortu< going from tree to tree. All abi them the underwood was thick ? tangled and must utterly have imp ed their progress, but here it evident that human foot must hi trod this way before, and hun hand forced a passage wide enoi to pass, but unmarked to a carel eye. The trees divided at last, grew f< er and more far between, then sw back right and left, leaving bef them a kind of glade or open spa It was all bathed in floods of sil moonlight, across which the shade of the trees lay black and strong i prison bars. Antoinette glided swiftly over moonlit glade. They, following, were terrified 1 they should lose sight of her as ! once more entered the thickness the forest. There were traces here of a sm; beaten, trodden-down path. Before them rose a ruinous-lo< ing building, half cottage, half hoi The ground round about was strev with the half burnt remains charred wood; it was evidently deserted abode of a charcoal burm Antoinette, guided by the same i seen power, went swiftly in, straij no to one corner of the hut, a there stood motionless. Her p hands, holding the wand, fell as tl had done before; she looked roi her once or twice with almost wildered glance, then sank hea\ to the ground in a death-like swo Fortunately Monsieur Tasset ha< box of fuses in his pocket. He stri a light; they discovered some rov candles in the place, at first the o sight of human habitation. To be Continued. Ethics in Japan. The Japanese have a code of cLli that applies from birth to death, z on through all eternity, which p vides a rule for customs in dress, h its, religion, morals and mannt Each season has its own flower decoration, its own religious obse ances, duties and games. Twice year you fly kites! Twice a year 3 play battledore and shuttlecock w gayly colored feather cocks and t tlcdcres done up ill silken raime Once a year little girls play with ancestral dolls brought out from godowns (or storehouses), and lit boys play with huge fish. Oncc year you set your house in order ? prepare food for the annual vlsi tion of the spirits of your dead. 0 you clean house, and no unkind thcrity intereferes with your putt all your worldly possessions into middle of the street, while you swi all the bad out.?Outlook. Conversation Schools. TVhat this country of ours needs day, along with several hundred th sand other things, is a richly endov system of institutions for train the conversational powers. Mr. C necie is giving away libraries by score to train the people how to r< and think. Who will come forwj and found a chain of schools to te; men and women how to talk? are in a had way in these Uni States of ours, a sad way, in the ir ter of our daily discourse, what w our profanity and our exaggerate our weather drivel and our perso health bulletins, our banalities ? our brutalities. We need a doc to treat our tongues for their cea less, pointless, fruitless waggi Who qualifies??Washington Star The f>00th anniversary of Leij University will be celebrated in 19 ; 500,10! OUT OF WORK he ' 1" n NEW YORK CITY ;er I Must Dig Subways to Aid Unem03 ,ey ployed, is Labor's Demand. on elng CONGRESS DISCUSSES MATTER tte It i Central Federated Union Send Comer> mittec to Albany to Ask Hughes to Investigate Cause of Delay in Starting Improvements. lm New Ycrk City. ? Declaring that ke. there are more than 500,000 unem*er ployed In New York City, and that the letting of subway contracts would l?s offer the most immediate relief, the Bll Central Federated Union voted to ask er, of Governor Hughes to investigate the lry real status of the city's debt and ed. Comptroller Met::'s reasons for dered laying subway construction. A corner mittee of three was ordered to go to t0 : Albany to see the Governor. fnr I , 1 j j _ ^ i *i ne coming paraae uuu ueuiuiisai atnd tion of the unemployed of New York. now scheduled for the afternoon of -an Saturday two weeks hence, and the of discussion last week in Congress of a on labor leader's statement that there f are 500,000 idle in this city alone, ~ brought the question of subway digllt_ ging home to every labor delegate, tar and the report of the special commitul tee was put through v.ith a rush. The reopening of public works was deiot. clared to be the first duty of the city ur_ j in view of the number of unemployed. 0? | Representative Willett, of Naw ! York, stirred up Congress with a let' ter of Samuel A. Stodel, secretary of ve" the New York Council of Independon" ant World Workers, giving the numit ber of unemployed in New York as ick 503,500. Of this number Stodel estised mated that 147,500 are union raemce(j bers and 356,000 non-unionists. Leadted ers *ke Central Federated Union I wpro nelrert fnr their estimates of the Ln(* unemployed, and with few exceptions they placed the number above 500,ace 000. she "A conservative estimate, based on iew a canvass of the delegates of the reort spective uni6ns affiliated with this e(j body, places the number of idle union t workers in New York at 200,000," said Albert Abrahams, vice-president of the C. F. U., "and if you count those the working two or three or four days a ck- week," declared Abrahams, "the numbed ber will reach nearer 4 00,000. We er- estimate the number of unemployed, union and non-union, in New York and the suburban cities and towns at 750,000. We are told here that of . . :he members of the Pavers' Union, for De^ Instance, ninety per cent, are idle; t a the cigarmakers have one-third of she their men out of work, the building trades one-half, and the printers, to compositors and pressmen, one3US fourth." out The Unemployed Conference Comd mlttee, which meets in the Labor . Temple in East Eighty-fourth s.treet, ed" has determined to go to court, if necvas essary, to obtain permission to asive semble in the Union Square plaza, lan The parade was to have been held two igh weeks ago but was postponed, awaitPSS ing the result of the conferences with | the Mayor and Comptroller over pos_ | eible public improvements. I EXPLOSION KILLS EIGHT. ,ce" Militia Guard at Natclioz, Miss., Folver ( lowing Wreck and Fires. ike Natchez. Miss.?Eight persons were killed, one was severely injured and the Pr0Perty valued at many thousands of dollars was wrecked as the result of an explosion of gas in the basement of a five-story building occupied she by the Natchez Drug Company, at of Main and North Union streets, near the business quarter. an, The dead are Cleve Laubat, Mrs. Ketteringham, Miss Luella Booth, 0j{_ Miss Lizzie Worthy, Miss Carrie Mur" ray, Miss Inez Netterville, Miss Ada White and Elias Hotchkiss. The latfe<* ter, a carpenter, ran from the build?f ing and fell, breaking his ngck. John the Carkett, seventy-one years old, suf?r. fered fractures of both legs. He is un. not expected to live. The wreckage I caught fire, and a stiff wind carried nd buge sparks to the north and west, setting fire to eighteen residences, aIe seven of which were destroyed. iey All business has been suspended md and the local companies of militia be- were put on duty. rily ?n- PHILANTHROPIST PENNILESS, d a 1C^ Dr. Sill, of Worcester, Mass., Prodict'sh ed His Death, Gave Away Money, nly Worcester, Mass.?At the age of eighty-three, penniless and without a relative to turn to for aid, Dr. John Wellesley Sill, a well known philanthropist and cancer specialist, has ayiics* plied to the overseers of the poor ind* here, having been in want for some ro_ time, and has been sent to the State . Poorhouse. i A year ago he predicted his death ;_rs- I within six months, and in that exi.eei?r j tation gave away all his property in tv- Wales and in Toronto, and all his s a ! money to friends and charitahlc in,'ou ! stitutions, keeping enough to live on jtk ! for six months. The time expired, iat_ j and his friends whom he had aided n^~ ! refused to help him. the Russian Policy Pacific. M. d'lswolskv, the Russian Foreign [ Minister, at St. Petersburg, explained ! ^ Russia's desire to possess relations ind With Japan by which the maintenance ita-1 of peace in the Pacific might be made ace certain. au ins Rhode Island Will Discover Just the How Many Are Idle Perforce, eep Providence. R. I.?As a result ol representations of the labor unions to the General Assembly that there are 39,000 unemployed people in this city the police of the five cities of the to- State have begun an enumeration, ou- This action is taken at the request ved of George H. Webb, Commissioner of jng Industrial Statistics. Means will be i employed to get returns from the ' " country districts. e 1 Habitual idlers will cot figure in 5a(* the enumeration. aid ?? ich Newsy Gleanings. We Texas reports an "orderly" lynchted ing. iat- Cleveland decided to close its ith schools and spend $600,000 to make ,nB> the buildings safe. nal Senator Johnston, of Alabama, oblI1(j serves that Washington, D. C., has tor no Sunday observance laws. se_ Winchendon, Mass., rejects Mr. Carnegie's $25,000 and will build a fa' library out of its own hands. James J. Hill discussed the business outlook, saying conditions would improve if they had au opportunity t-i OV do so. II The II Sunbcn)-<?>cftoof INTERNATIONAL LESSON COMMENTS FOR APRIL 12. I " Subject: The Raising of Lazarus, John 31:1-57 ? Golden Text, John 11:25?Commit Verses 43, 44?Commentary on the Lesson. TIME.?January, 30 A. D. PLACE. ! ?Bethany. EXPOSITION.?I. Jesus Wept. 32| 3fi. Martha, having received from i Jesus the consolation she sought, : waited no longer, but hurried to Mary ; with the glad message, "The Master I is here and calleth thee." Without a j word Mary rises quickly and hurries , to Jesus and falls down at His feet. Mary had been at Jesus' feet before j (Luke 10:39). Then she was at His | feet for instruction, now she was j there for comfort and help. It is j those who. in times of prosperity, ; know how to sit at His feet to learn, | who, in times of sorrow, know how to find comfort and deliverance in the ! same place. There is no better place : to go in sorrow. The day will shortly j come when Mary will he at Ilis feet I again in worship. Mary's cry at j Jesus' feet is a deeply significant one: I "Lord, if Thou hadst been here, my ) brother had not died." There seems to be almost reproach in it. But she j still calls Him "Lord." It is wonder I more than reproach. Mary was in ] great perplexity over the death of her : brother, just as we oftentimes are , when our loved ones are taken away, i It was an impenetrable mystery to ! this gentle-hearted woman. Why had not Jesus come and saved? He knew. It was that He might do something ; vastly better than they sought. They i sought a brother saved from death: , He would give them a brother trii umphant over death. It was because ; He "loved" them that He had not i come until Lazarus was dead (vs. 4; 6). It was also that God might be ; glorified (v. 4). and that the faith of . the discinles might be strengthened, j Christ often has many loving reasons for His dealings with us when we can | see none at all. Martha had uttered ; the same words at her meeting with Jesus (v. 21). Evidently they had J often said it to one another during j those four days. But Martha had not i fallen at Jesus' feet when she said it. ! That wouldn't have been at all like ' J Martha. She was a - practical, tin; demonstrative woman. Jesus had I given Martha a good deaj. He gave ! words of wondrous promise and hope; but He gave Mary more?He j gave her His deepest sympathy and His tears (vs. 33-35).- "Jesus wept." I am glad He did; and I am glad John ; noticed it, and that, when long years I had passed and John was writing j down what he recalled of the words ! and acts of Jesus, the Holy Spirit | whispered, "Put t'.iat down, too, John; 'Jesus wept.'" We need a j high priest who can be touched with a I feeling of our infirmities, and, thank God! we have such an one (Heb. ! 4:15, 16). Mary's sorrow was not to be of long duration; a few minutes now and sorrow would give way to ' ecstacy; her sorrow, moreover, was i founded upon a mistake. Neverthe! less it was real, and Jesus entered : into it and made it His own. True | love doesn't ask how much founda\ tion there is in the sorrow of others, i In all our afflictions. Jesus is ! afflicted (Isa. 63:9). However, I I cannot but think that in Jesus' | "groans" (vs. 33, 38) there was j something more than sympathy. The ' word translated "groaned" means j "was very angry." At what was 1 Jesus angry? At death, that great | masterpiece of the devil (Heb. 2:14), 'which-had through the century had I desolated so many homes and had I now dared enter the home af those j He loved (v. 5). But Jesus Himself | will shortly have au awful fight with this monster and conquer him. The Jews interpreted Jesus' tears partly aright. "Behold how He loved him," they said. But it was not only "him" ' He loved and therefore wept. There are many to-day who regard tears as | a sign of weakness. The perfect man i wept. II. "Take ye away the stone," 27-41. What a wonderful interplay | of the natural and the supernatural, I man's work and God's work, there is ! in the great works of ChTist! Jesus I in n V% rtn t rt r\/M*f ATI A A f U i C *"? * Aef I Id (lUUUt LIT })CI 1UI ill unc \Jk ii JO UJVOb : stupendous miracles: call back to life ( a man who has been four days dead; j but what man can do, man must do. i He alone can and He will raise the I dead, but man can and man first must take away the stone. There is many a man dead in trespasses and sins today whom Jesus wishes to get at and raise; but He is calling to us, "Take away the stone," and we don't obey; so the man is not raised. What is . the stone that lies against the dcor ' Df the cave wherein your dead friend Jlies? Take it away. Ho* little Jesus was understood. They fancy Pfe just wants to get in and see His dead friend. Even Martha, to whom He has just declared.. "I am the ResurI reclion and the Life," forgets and I protests against the moving cf the j stone. "He hath been dead four j days"?as if it made any difference to the omnipotent "Son of God." "the i Resurrection and the Life," how long : j a man had been dead. Why the time is coming when He shall speak the j word and those who have been dead I four thousand years shall come forth. 111. "Lazarus, come forth," 4243. "He that was dead came forth." A plain, calm, unvarnished statement I of a wonderful fact. The story bears j the marks of its genuineness in every I line. Who is He that by a word thus j raises the dead? Only those who won't see can question Truly this is the Christ, the Son of God. Microscopic Writing. < George D. Cbenoweth, formerly' { constable of West Lafayette, Ind., has j completed a remarkable feat of minI iature penmanship, writing the Lord's I Prayer six times, the Scriptural pasi sage, "The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want," and his name and J address all on a slip of paper the size J of a postage stamp. The aceomplishi rnent is all the more remarkable from i the fact that Chenoweth is sixty years J old. He wears two pair of glasses'in I his microscopic writing, and uses the ! finest pen made. The total number of letters on the slip is 1768, and there are 441 words. Chenoweth is Instructor in penmanship at Zion Citv. ill. _ Pcncil Cut Out of Man. A lead pencil seven inches long was removed from the body of August ! Peterson, who was operated on at a , hospital at Rhinelander, Wis. Peterson swallowed the pencil while playI intr nH l/onni'mr cnnfA PUricI _ ?uu CVl-l C VUUCLmas Day. The pencil passed through | his intestines and into the colon, j whence the surgeons removed it. The j pencil still carried the brass-tipped j rubber eraser, and not even the p'.-iut i had been broken. I THE CRUSADE AGAINST DRINK PROGRESS MADE BY CHAMPIONS FIGHTING T1IE RUM DEMON. Why Ho Signed (ho Pledge?A Meet' ing Disturbed, But a Drunkaw Saved ? Stephen Black Knev When Ho Had Enough. # As he entered the little study at tk< church just before evening service the minister found one of his mei awaiting him. "Pastor," broke out the man, in ai agitated voice, "pastor, my brother in-law is in there, full of liquor. He' ugly. I'm afraid he's going to mak< trouble. Hadn't we better get a po liceman to come and clear him out? "Why, no, George," said the min ister. "I shouldn't quite like to di that. You know he might hear some thing that would do him good. Don' worry. It won't kill us if he doe interrupt us. We've been interrupts before now." It was a good congregation tha the preacher looked down upon tha night?a company of honest, self-re specting, well-dressed working pea pie, a large portion of them youn; folk. But there in the forefront o the audience sat the objectionabl brother-in-law. Bolt upright he sal with a flushed face, and glared at th minister. "He certainly is about th toughest, ugliest-looking customer ever undertook to preach to," said th young man to himself. The first part of the service wen very well. But when it came to the preachinj **-- ?V.o/3 nr\ ennnor h#o>n 111(3 wmisiei uau Iiu than tlie man rose to his feet an commenced speaking. "What he sale or tried to say, no one knew, himse! least of all. It was some mumblec incoherent talk. But the young pec pie, after their fashion,' straightwa began to giggle. "Don't laugh, good friends," sai the minister, earnestly. "Don't laugh This is a sight fit to make us weep! A great, solemn hush fell upon tt audience. The drunkard ceased i speak and remained standing, tb picture of a fool. Now there was in the audience the evening another man who for man years had been the victim of tb drink habit, one whom the minist* had shortly before found drunk o the street and had helped home t his house. This man, going out wit the crowd after the service, had e sooner reached the sidewalk than Y turned back, saying to a companioi "I'm going to see the pars- "" It was a sorry-looking fi^..re .thi came to the study door?decent] dressed, but shaky and infirm, wit hair prematurely white, and a sallo face marred and scarred by his vice "Good evening, Mr. Black. Con In, corns in* I'm glad to see yo Have a chair," said the parson co dially. "Parson," said he, in a voice th; 6hooIi like a leaf, "I'm all ' Ice u I've come to sign the pledge. "Stephen, I haven't any faith that pledge. What's a pledge? It nothing but a promise, and a promii too hard for vou to keep. You'1 signed it over and over again, ai every time you break it within week." "I know, I know, parson! But tb time I'm a-going to do what I nev did before. I'm going to give n heart to God before I sign th They prayed together. The parse with his arm round him, prayed fi liim; and the man prayed for himsc with a new note in hie tremblii voice. Then he signed the pledge. "What's got Stephen Black?" ask< the minister a few weeks later. 1 haven't seen him for some time." "No, pastor," said one of the me "and you will never see him roui here again." '"Never see him again? "What ( you mean? He hasn't gone to tl bad, has he?" "No, but he's dead and buried." "What!" "Yes, pastor. Monday he was tak< sick. They carried him off to the ho pital. He died within twenty-foi hours, and they buried him rlgi away. But," said the man, "he nev drank another drop, and he died Christian man." ? Youth's Cor panion. Extract From a Famous Decision "In view of these holdings, bas< as they certainly are, upon good re son and sound common sense, it mu be held that the State cannot undi ? HftAnca /lolaorgfo tfl 11 LUC guise U1 a 11V.CUUC ug? saloon business a legal existenci because to bold that It can is to ho that the State may sell and delega the right to make widows and o phans, the right to break up home the rigbt to create misery and crim the right to make murderers', tl right to produce idiots and lunatic - the right to fill orphanages, poo houses, insane asylums, jails and pe; itentiaries, and the right to furnis subjects for the hangman's gallows . "With due appreciation of the r j sponsibilities of the occasion, co; ; scious of my obligations, under oat | to Almighty God and my fello\ man, I cannot by a judgment of th court authorize the granting of a s; loon license, and the demurrer to tl amended demonstrance is therefoi overruled, the amended remonstrant : is sustained, and the application dismissed at the cost of the appl cant."?Judge Artman. Eretver in Favor of Local Option. Adolphus Buscb, millionaire brcv er, of St. Louis, was quoted in an ii terview as saying that he favorc local option and partial Sunday clo ing. "I am in favor of local option said Mr. Busch. "If a saloon is ol noxious to a community, let it I voted out." Temperance Notes. The Southern States, owing 1 their peculiar social conditions, ai practically "dry." The Atlanta Georgian, Memph News-Scimitar and Kansas City St? will not print whisky ads. The sharp fall in whisky stock said to be due to the temperani wave in the West and South. The cry that the rights of saloc * * * V^rictilo proprietors are invaueu uj uvw^.v islation has ceased to worry pol ticians. Political economists may differ ; to whether or not trade follows tl flag, but nobody questions the fa that poverty and crime follow the s loon. In Kentucky distilling continue but there are few counties in whic the sale of liquor is not prohibited. The liquor traffic is to-day tl heaviest clog upon progress and tl deepest disgrace of the ninetc-ent century.?New York Tribune. Any man who will vote to ket a saloon in his commuuily becomes ]i?rty to every crime committc through the influence of that salooi ?Kentucky issue. ' | J jfee'evkfeSl- I ; ffCCCfr-bia I 3 JESUS MY ALL. I i To-day, to-morrow, every day, His will is best. ' H j He is my Lord. H He knows my every secret sin * M And all the rest? H B Ambitions hijrh, the deep desires, Mj And conflicts sore, S - And thouch He baffles my designs, " I love liim more. ^ ffl , To-day, to-morrow, every day, .1 He is the same, H " He is mv Friend. fl t More gentle than a mother, He, ? H s In times of pain. , SB 3 lie helps me us I'm needing help J? With ready will, B t And though He knows me as I am, Bg t Hi loves me still. J0 IB Yea, Lord and Friend and Saviour, too, H Js Ho to me? i 2, My all in all. H f Fvom Heaven He camc for sweet love'# H e sake, n . To make me free. Qfl His heart is warm, and true, and big, BB e Full as the sea, e And though 1 cannot tell you how, 9 1 He's life to me. e ?E. LcRoy Dakiji, ia Home Herald. H ' ~ t The One He Loved Best. gflj "Freddie, whom do you love best?^ H "You? But, mamma dear, there'* n somebody I love best." H d . "What, somebody you love better JH ' than mamma?" 'f "Yes," answered Freddie, lingering' H over the word, and looking earnestlj H > at his mother with great blue eyes] H y that seemed to ask her not to teef H burt at his preference for another. Kg d "Why, Freddie," she asked, "who tt it that you love better than mamma?* fifl "Jesus,'' was the unexpected reply, H ^ and the little boy's voice was verj H 1 i-Vk nnwiA Thfll* KK v sweei as IIO iuc uarnc. iuvi? e the mother's heart was very glad, (ot H she had often talked with her little H it one3 about this Friend of little chll^ H y dren, and she wanted them to love M e Him best of all. R9 One Sunday evening, about six H n weeks later, Freddie's mother found* mm :c under her door a note which readj B h "Go at once to the hospital. FredJ H c arick is very sick." She bad seen het H 1(? boy at noon and hAd been told that H| o. he would undoubtedly get well. He had been sick a couple of days, an<? H this was his first day in the hospital) D8j With all possible speed she went t<r 8g the hospital and made her way to thf H ^ ward where her precious child waf Hj s lying. "How is he;" she inquired or B? i? - the doctor. "He is a very sick child,' O was the grave answer. 'Does that M r' mean that he will not recover?" she asked. "That is what it means," the H doctor replied. KB P< Turning at once to the child, thf SB mother said, "Freddie, do you remem* H ln ber telling mamma that you loved Hg is Jesus best of all ?" " "Yes." hhi vt "Do you still love Him best?" ^ "Yes," was the reply again, and hlf H 2 tono indicated surprise that mamma could think it possible that he had 1< faltered In his allegiance. ei "Do you want to go and live with- EH 15 Him?" "Yes, I do," and there was no mistaking the sincerity of the little child, HE] )t "Well, darling," the mother said,. H| 01 trying to keep her voice bright ano (1' cheerful, "you are going to live wltl^ Km ig Him. He has sent for you, and yotr M are going to-night, and you will neve/ -d be sick or unhappy any more." nH "J The child's face lighted up wltl? H| eager expectation. "Oh," he said/ EX "He lives up in the sky, doesn't He? id 1 want to go right straight up.' flgj "Mamma," he said a few minuter lo later, "I want my shoes on; my feet " will get dirty." He would not soif jN his feet in the weary ascent that hr BE thought was before him. "Noj k9 ? v.,-q mnthcr finnllv Raid; HI Uctl HUg) UiD UlWbUVt 1 5? "your feet will not be dirty, tot ?M| s* mother will carry you and hand you; BjB up to Jesus." Then he was afraid" fcffl hi that tho ice-cap on his head might H| ei leave some stain, or that there mlghv ^B a be some speck of dirt on his face/ Q* he must be perfectly clean when- iEBK Jesus saw him. His mother reas* KB eured him by telling him that he waf ^B clean. ^B Then he would say, in a tired llttlf. ^B voice, "It takes such a long time tc HB a* get up, doesn't it, mamma? I won- BP st der if He will let me in when I gef; B%| 51 up." "Of course He will let you ini ^B le darling," his mother answered, "foi ^B He loves you and He has sent for you SBB ' to come and live with Him." ?39 t<? Presently he asked his mother tc |ffi r' iell his father to come and live witlr BH s< Jesus. "And you must come, too* e< mamma," he added, in a voice thaf HI 16 was very bright and happy. "Ye* VB dear, I will come, too." r* For an hour there was no sound except that of the labored breathinv ^B Df the little boy. Suddenly, there wai profound silence. The beautiful eyer- -HH e' flew open and the expression ol HH a" rapturous delight, of wonder and aw4 ? and perfect love and satisfactior K.' I spoke in no uncertain tones to th< 13 j mother's heart and comforted her a( IBfiS a" nothing else could have done, as sh< HH realized that her darling was fad B0 re i to face with the One whom he loved 'P ! ..--1. -a _,i T?1? T3lioc Wnlrl inland. ISSB) , j IJf SL U1 till. U U 1 U JJllog A Aw*tw> . In the Christian Herald. j|9[ rajl Begin With What We Have. jH| God calls us to duty, and the onlj p. right answer is obedience. Undertake the duty, and step by step God :d will provide the disposition. We can c. at least obey. Ideal obedicnce in< eludes the whole will and the wholi '0. heart. We cannot begin with that ,6 But we can begin with what we have, It is better to obey blunderingly than not to obey at all.?George Hodges. BKfl :0 Spiritual Life. Mfi *e I try to increase the power God has giveu me to see the best in every BHj is thing and every one, and make thai tr best a part of my life. To what if good I open the doors of my being, . and jealously shut them against wbal :f is bad.?Helen Keller. m Wortli of Prayer. SH I . T3,?T-n?. ic wnrth tirecisely what g- j riajvi ? t . i-1 the prayer will redeem it at, in worth, Ml according to his light, ability and op* Hfefij fcortunity. le B9 ct Tuberculosis Colony Farm. HlHj a" A farm colony for the after care of tuberculosis patients is planned by 3f directors of Eudowocd Sanitarium, at b Baltimore. The undertaking is alto- K3| gethcr new. Land near the present KU Institution will be leased, on which patients discharged from Eudowood" . with the disease apparently cured or, arrested, will be able to work in the HBfl open until all traces of the disease HI !P i have been eradicated. d ! a I'ritisli Sordine Take. Four hundred millions of sardines j are taken yearly off English coasts. Wafl