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CHAPTER II. 4
Continued.
"Just so. Only a few days ago, out
of love for her sister, she gave up
Mrs. Bradshaw's fortune," said Wingate,
half in wrath, half in admiration.
"Now she is bound to set forth
to recover her own from a thief and
a villain! When I meet a woman
like that Teddy, I give her the right
of way?yes, I take off my hat to her.
At first, I didn't mean to help the
girl, but I must tell her what I've
heard?I can't keep it. She has the
voice of her mother, and that compels
me!"
Surely Fate had begun to smooth
the difficulties from the path of Jac
queline! At dinner Wingate delivered
to her the information which
he had received. She did not ask
the source of it; but accepted it eagerly.
"You now have the knowledge
you need, Jac," said Doris, "but you
will not rush away at once, dear?
Think how long It is since we have
seen each other! You will remain
with me^a little while?"
"Yes, a whole week," assented Jacqueline,
"and when I return, we will
never part ag{.in."
At the WiDgate house Teddy Craven
came and went, watching in si'ent
dismay the preparations for Jacqueline's
journey. Even Mr. Wingate
no longer opposed her. Teddy managed
to preserve a meek and quiet exterior,
but inwardly he was raging.
He waited until the day preceding
the girl's departure. Still no further
effort was made by any one to
turn her purpose.
"Then I myself will speak!"
thought Teddy, driven to sudden desperation.
It chanced that Doris was ill, and
Jacqueline had fared forth alone to
take a constitutional under the trees
of the Common. As she was pacing
along a shady mall, absorbed in
thought, Craven joined her. His face
was gray and sad, and his voice
shook as he began:
"Miss Hatton, I beg you, don't go
to Deadman's Island!?you will accomplish
nothing. The man there
will not be moved by anything you
can say. Leave him to his own con*
science and *ate."
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speech. He blundered wildly on:
"How can you get to that terrible
place? How escape from it, when
once there? It it a frightful risk!
I wonder that Wingate and your sister
have allowed you to so much as
think of It!"
Jacqueline's tall head seemed to
grow taller.
"I dare say you mean kindly, Mr.
Craven," she answered, "but you are
not happy in your choice of words.
I start for the Maine coast in a few
hours."
"I knew you would be angry!"
groaned Craven, "but only an enemy
could keep silent now, and I am not
your enemy, but your friend?yes,
and a great deal more?your lover!"
The word was out; he faced her
recklessly.
"I loved you the moment my eyes
first rested on you, Jacqueline! [ had
no right?I did not want to do it?
I felt sure it "would lead to mischief
?but I could not help myself. With
such strength as I had, I resisted?
at the end of a week, you can see
the result! As yet, I know you have
not given me a thought?but is there
no hope for me in the future?"
It was the first declaration that
Jacqueline had ever heard. The
only emotion awakened in her was a
* thrill of angry surprise. She had
supposed him to be Doris' admirer.
"None, whatever!" she answered,
coldly. "Mr. Craven, I am sorry, but
this is quite?quite impossible."
He drew a deep breath.
"I raigfct have known it!" he miutered.
"God help me! I did kpow it,
but I was compelled to speak or lose
my sole chance of holding you back
from Deadman's."
"You hold me?'*
"Don't gibe?I am well humbled
It is plain you will allow me to do
nothing, and oh, Heaven! I long lo
do so much, Jacqueline! Why will
you not listen to me a little, and, at
least, heed my warning? But you
frown?you are growing more and
more indignant. I wish you success
at Deadman's, though I am confident
you will not win it, and I shall be
like a man raked up in hot coals till
you are safe again with your sister."
"How very foolish!" scoffed Jacqueline.
"Mr. Craven, I beg you to
put both me and my affairs out ol'
your mind!"
For the first time his eyes flashed.
"And how shall I manage that?"
be answered, bitterly. "There's no
such luck for me! I shall go on
thinking of you, simply because 1
cannot do otherwise."
"This is too much. You disturb
me, Mr. Craven?good-by."
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tried my best to keep you from Deadman's
Island."
He strode rapidly away. Jacqueline
resumed her walk.
"Who would have expected such
an OUlDreaK lrom leuuy v^rav<ju :
she reflected. "He was really tragic!
T shall cot speak of this to Doris.
There is something about Mr. Craven
that neither of us has yet fathomed.
CHAPTER HI.
The stage driver Drought his horses
to a stand before a low, unpainted
Vo;"3, that of Simon ihe
tanner, by the seaside. He swung
himself down from his seat and
opened the stage door.
"This is Watchhaven. miss," he
said to the last passenger left in the
"vehicle, "and your stopping place, I
rcS'Ti."
. Jacqueline stepped out. Thus far
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she had come on her journey without mishap.
Steamer, railway and stage (
had served her in turn. Now she ,
had only to find a boat, and a party ,
to manage it, and directly she would 1
be at Deadman's Island.
"Mrs. Bumpus!" shouted the 1
driver, "wake up, inside there! I've
brought you a lady."
The door flew open and a motherly
figure in a cotton gown and. a snowwhite
apron appeared on the threshold.
i
"Hi, Vicky!" she called, "bring in
her things!" whereupon a long-legged
girl, with a Tam-o'-Shanter cap i
crowning her red hair, darted out of '<
the house, seized Jacqueline's bag '
and umbrella and Jacqueline's person
and hustled all into the inn sit
ting-room with breathless speed. ]
"My goodness!" cried Vicky, as <
she dragged forward a chair and
slammed it down before the stove. ]
"She'B as cold as a fish. I bet she's 1
come all the way from Bangor, and,
like enough, she ain't used to riding :
in a stage. Carn't you start up that ]
fire, Mrs. Bumpus?"
The landlady peered into a box ;
which appeared to be a receptacle for
wood, and remarked that none had <
been cut lately, because Jim was off
fishing. Vicky sniffed and shouted, <
"where's the axe?" and disappeared
in a neighboring shed. Directly Jac
queline heard swift blows resounding ]
on a chopping-block, then Vicky re- i
entered the sitting-room with arms <
full of shattered driftwood. j
"Cram it into the stove," she said j
16 Mrs. Bumpus. "Make up a good \
rouser! Jim's getting mighty shift- '
less?his axe is as dull as a shovel.
If I could find a grindstone I'd soon i
put an edge on it. He's good for <
nothing at chores. He'll have to
mind his eye when he marries me? :
I can't stand a man of that make!" :
While Jacqueline removed her ,
outer garments Vicky stood behind i
her chair, and spread her bands in a :
dumb show of delight and admiration j
?a performance which Jacqueline i
plainly discerned from the corner of i
her eye. The girl was a thin, long- i
limbed creature. She had cast off i
her Tam-o'-Shanter, and a mop 01 rea
hair stood up about her head, stiff as 1
a stable broom. Her shrewd, kindly ]
face was spotted with freckles; the i
nose turned up; the mouth was wide, ]
but beautiful with two unbroken lines
of milk-white teeth. She was dressed i
in a red print gown, and this gar- i
ment combined with her hair, gave i
her the appearance of a walking fire- i
brand. ;
"Ever been in these parts afore?" i
! she said to Jacqueline. "No, I s'pose '
not. We don't grow nothing here but 1
fish?mackerel, mostly. Jim's out 1
with the fleet when there's any catch
?he's my beau. You ain't a summer 1
boarder, 'cause you didn't bring <
trunks. Maybe, you're a commer- 1
cial female. Last year one of that
sort came round to git orders for bin- '
nacle lamps and whistling buoys.
Watchhaven folks don't buy much i
but cork and twine for the seine nets, '
i and salt for pickling mackerel." 1
"I am not a commercial female!" '
she answered. "All I want in Watch- '
haven is a boat, and a man to sail it!" i
' Drtft+is n?A rvl^nftr on/1 rv? on
.duclio axe picuvj uciu, ouu
too?such as they are!" said Vicky, <
"but you carn't git either till morn- '
ing?they're all out fishing. You'll i
have to stay at the inn to-night, i
which is a good thing, for you look 1
clean beat out."
Mrs. Bumpus entered with Jacque- i
line's supper?smoking chowder, i
brown bread, hot from the oven, and
baked Indian pudding, the delicious J
secret of which seems known only to
Maine women.
Jacqueline had little appetite. A i
depression, born of fatigue, new sur- i
rouDdings and the hazardous enter-11
prise before her, weighed down the
girl's spirits. She kept repeating to
herself:
"For Doris* sake, I must do this
j thing?I must not be frightened." ;
I Suddenly Vicky spoke: ,
"Say, what do you want with a
boat.. Miss?Miss?"
"Hatton," supplemented Jacque- (
line. "I am on my way to Deadman's
Island, which lies ten miles off the
coast, I understand. Naturally, I
must sail, or row there."
Mrs. Bumpus and Vicky exchanged
glances of consternation.
"My goodness, miss," said Vicky,
in a startled voice, "whatever can be
taking you to Deadman's?"
i "I wish to see its owner, Mr. Philip
j Trevor."
! "But Mr. Trevor never receives visi
itors. Miss?I'm giving you the story
! straight, for I'm"?she shied at the
I word servant, so obnoxious to the
I eenuine Yankee?"I'm held over at
Deadman's."
"You live there?"
"Yes?in Mr. Trevor's house. This |
is my day and night off. Mr. Tre- j
vor's skipper brought me to Watch- i
haven at noon?to-morrow he'll come
at the same hour to take me back to i
the island."
"Oh, you will let me go with you?"
said Jacqueline, breathlessly.
"I carn't, miss! Skipper Joe
wouian l nave you in me ooai?mucn
less permit you to set foot on the pier.
It's agin orders."
' Jacqueline extended her hands eutreatingly.
"Mr. Trevor has deeply wronged
me?I must see him, and talk with
him. You are of my own age. and
your face is kind. Help me to reach
the The era Is between (hat
man and me, and I need your aid?
oh, so much!"
Vicky clasped her arms around her
knee?, ss though she felt something
: giving way.
"Well, this is awful curious!'' si"."
said: "I'd take you over, i.0."
j enough, if I conH: but Skipper Jr.
will let only one aboard the- sic?::.
md that one's got to be me. You're
:oo big to hide in any bundle, or I'd
shoulder you, like a sack of 'taters!
Just how to smuggle you across in
iny other way, I can't think." t *
"Who is this Skipper Joe?" asked
Jacqueline, "can I not bribe him with
money?"
Mrs. Bumpus snorted.
"Don't you try, miss?he's a born
villain! Watchhaven folks hate him
as they do a dogfish. He lived here
ance, and he used to steal the fish off '
the other men's flakes, and one day, ^
when all hands were out. with the i
fleet, he went down to Little Tongue 6
[sland, and into the one store there, I
and knocked down the woman who t
was tending, and looted everything c
af value?carried off the stuff in his ^
cat-boat. Afore the men got back
Joe was safe inside the Canada line. I
There he stayed for a good spell. c
Folks think he met Mr. Trevor in t
Canada, as they both came together j t
to Deadman's." (
"Birdo of a feather," murmured 1 <
Jacqueline. j 1
She sought to draw from her companions
further information regarding
the island and its owner, but both
Vicky and Mrs. Bumpus answered
warily?plainly they were on their j
guard and not disposed to make dis- i
closures. At last Jacqueline arose j
with a wan smile.
"I am very tired," she said. "I '
will now go to bed, and perhaps I |
may dream of a way out of my diffi- j
culties."
Vicky bore the lamp to Mrs. Bum- j
pus* best bedroom and Jacqueline fol- |
lowed. ;
"Say, you're awful pretty, Miss '
Hatton," remarked the girl .carelessly.
"I liked you the minute I saw
you gitting out of the stage. Don't j
eou lay awake, fretting. Jim Bumpus j
will be home at turn of tide. I'll talk j
with him. Good-night."
She closed the door and left Jac- I
jueline to her meditations.
Before she fell asleep our heroine j
was convinced that the expected Jim
bad arrived, for she heard heavy foot- !
steps outside her window, and a deep, |
brawling voice, answering some fem- j
[nine query from the interior of the i
inn. After that Jacqueline knew no j
more till the sun was well up, and |
Vicky rapped sharply on her door.
"Breakfast, Miss Hatton!" shouted j
the girl, and Jacqueline arose and j
dressed with speed. Fragrant coffee, |
with new laid eggs and a mackerel
fresh from the brine, made up the
morning meal. Vic served in silence.
As Jacqueline arose from the table
the girl vanished, only to reappear a
moment later, pushing before her a
raw-boned young fellow in a flannel
shirt and canvas packet, his patched
trousers tucked into a pair of enormous
-seaboots and an old sou'wester
twisted in bis bashful hands.
"Here's Jim!" announced Vicky,
then with chin in air she faced her
lover. "If this young lady wants to
3ee Mr. Trevor, why carn't she see
tiim, Jim?" 6he damanded, "and if
we can land her on the island, who's
to put her off? You jest get your
boat ready?I sha'n't wait till noon
for Skipper Joe?and you'll have to
stow Miss Hatton somewhere with
me. Hustle, now! we must steal a
march on Joseph! I'll tell Mr. Trevor
that the fellow has made love to
me so much of late I've no stomach
to go sailing with him any more."
Then Jacqueline saw that the girl
had been secretly plotting for the accomplishment
of her wishes, and she
beamed on her gratefully.
"How kind of you!" she said.
"How can I thank you?"
"Don't you mind about that," answered
Vic, motioning her lover toward
the door. He looked sheepishly
back at Jacqueline and stammered:
'She's boss?Vic is! We'll have to '
take the old boat?t'other ones are
all out. She'll leak."
"Never mind," cried Vic, with energy,
"we can't wait for you to calk I
lier. Sea's calm. I'll bail. Hurry j
up, now! We must be off. Miss Hat-j
ton. jest put on your things, and I'll |
belp Jim launch the boat." j
Jacqueline obeyed. By the time
she had settled her bill and made her j
adieux with Mrs. Bumpis, Vic and !
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it the end of the street. They had 1
found a pair of oars and a grimy !
leg-o'-mutton sail. Jacqueline took j
the seat assigned her and the little ,
craft moved out into the vast Atlan- J
tic.
To be Continued.
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Boys Must Be Boys.
The feminization of tbe scnools
is a matter for contemplation. Seventy-six
per cent, of the teachers in
the United States are women. Many
boys go through school without ever
coming in contact with a male teacher.
My own son, now in Harvard,
never had a male teacher until he
went to college. There is a saccharine
benignity as a result of the feminization
which is. not desirable for
boys. Boys should not become too
domesticated and sissified. There is
something wrong with a boy of fourteen
of whom it can truthfully be
said that he Is a perfect gentleman.
Eoys need a little roughness. They
need to give way to boisterousness.
Children in these days are petted too
much. It may be asked whether or
not there is some connection between
the softness with which boys \
are treated at scnooi ana me curious
outbreaks of hoodlumism which are I
so frequent. ? Stanley Hall, in Les- i
lie's Weekly. 1
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"The Prussian Versailles." .
It would be as unjust to form an i
estimate of the Hohenzollerns or ot j <
Iheir capital without visiting Potsdam ]
as to form an estimate of Germany j
without visiting Bavaria. For Pots- '
dam is mora than "the Prussian Ver- ]
sailles." It represents the comple- |
ment of .those sterner Hohenzolk-rn I
qualities which are embodied in the
city of blood and Iron. Cold, color- I
lc-ss Berlin may well be seen on the '
/*ov3 of standard Prussian I
" " .
weather. Sunlight seems exotic there. (
But the characteristic charm cf Pr.tsdam
is revoaled only when skies aro i
bright and flowers are in bloom.? ;
From Robert Haven Schauffler's 1
"Potsdam?the Playground of the 1
Hohcnzollcrns," in the Century. , j
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Longwood. the house Naptleon oc- I
tipicd on SI. Helen?., was g.Ten to ?
(he French by Queen Victoria. 1
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THE PULPIT. |
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N ELOQUENT SUNDAY SERMON BY
THE REV. WAL'JO ADAMS AMOS. !
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Subject: Angels.
'
BrooHiyfl, N. Y.?Sunday evening
n the Church of the Holy Trinity the |
.ssociatc rector, the Rev. Waldo i
^dams Amos, preached on "Angels." |
'he text was from Matthew 4:6: "He j
hall give His angels charge concern- J
ng thee and in their hands they shall ,
ear thee up lest at any time thou
lash thy foot against a stone." Mr. I
Unos said:
One evening when the poet Shelley :
vas at University College, Oxford, he
md a fellow student named Hogg be:ame
engaged in a warm discussion j
it the dinner table as to the compara- ,
ive merits of German and Italian lit-!
srature. The discussion was carried |
>n with great ardor for an hour or j
nore, Shelley defending the Italian I
vriters, and Hogg siding with the I
Jermans. Then it was proposed that I
he disputants should continue their j
lebate in Shelley's rooms. On reach- j
ng his study the poet turned to |
logg and said: "To tell you the I
ruth, I have no knowledge of the
talian language, and I know absoutely
nothing about Italian literature."
Hogg confessed a like iglorance
of the German language and
iterature, and there the discussion
;nded.
Let us begin, then, by saying
rankly that you don't know anything
Lbout angels, and neithei- do I. There
lave been times during the course of
listory when people thought that they
cnew a great deal about them. The |
nedieval scholiasts, for example,
ieem to have had inside information |
vhlch enabled them to give the most |
letailed account of the nature and I
labits of angels. Even as recently as |
L875 a Mr. Duke, of London, pubished
a book on "The Nature and
Employments of .the Holy Angels.''
Several years ago one of the scluptors
sngaged in decorating the new catheIral
in-New York was brought to
300k when his chisel produced a
rmrrmi fr\r> on\r nno ra"hn Vnnwa
> UiliaU angel, IVJ1 auj vu^ MMW..V
mything at all knov.3 that all angels
ire of the male persuasion. Apparmtly,
conditions In Heaven are some- ,
vhat different from what they are in i
his world, for among the "angels I
! have known" several have been of j
he gentler sex. The whole attitude, |
lowever, which prompts a man to :
ivrite a bock on the nature and em>loyment,of
the angels, or seriously to
liscuBs the question of their sex,
inds scant sympathy at .the present
lay. Nowadays we regard the angels
)f Scripture as part of the poetry of
eligion; we regard them as products
>f the poetic imagination, who give
;xpression to their hopes and fearsn
song and verse; we associate them
vith shepherds and starlit* nights and
with "the storied land across the j
Syrian Sea." Consequently, we resent |
mv attempt on the part of the theo- |
ogian to reduce the angels to terms |
)f dull prose; we resent any attempt
juch as that of Father Rackham tc
letermine what speech is current in
;he world beyond, for we know that
;he speech of the angels is poetry,
a# + V* rv Virtor-t on/1 tViof
.uc muguagc V/L vuo uvm t, ?uu vuM? >
:hat language is universal, knowing ,
jaugiit of accent, gender, mood or I
;ense..
While the angels are the peculiai i
province of the poet, we prosaic folk !
may, however, apply our scientific j
nethod to what the world has thought !
ibout angels. We must study his- I
:orically the gradual development ol ;
;he idea of angels without feeling
;hat we are rushing in where poets
!ear to tread. Our word angel is de ived
from the Greek word meaning
i messenger. In the earlier books of
;he Old Testament the Angel of the
L.ord is the messenger who conveys
jod's word to men. In the later
jooks of the Old Testament and ir
:he New Testament we find the inluence
of the Persian religion, with
ffhich the Jews had come into contact
'or several hundred years, we find
irchangels, Michael, Gabriel and
Raphael, with Persian names. The
jackground of the Bible, the background
of the Master's mind, is the
popular thinking of the day, and consequently
we find in our Scriptures
:his celestial company adapted by the
fews from the poetry and religion of
Persia. Included in this heavenly j
lierarchy were guardian angels, and
"ecording angels, and angels who carried
to and from the messages of
3od. But all these, guardian angels,
ecording angels, angelic messengers,
n ancient times, as in our own time.
were the products of the poetic imagination.
When I say that the angels are |
part of the poetry of religion, I do
aot mean that they are unreal. The J
:liings of poetry are more real than
:Le things of prose. The angels are
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we must remember that the imagination
is no airy and playful thing. It
;S that deep and essential faculty
which in a Newton leaps from the
'ailing apple to the movements of the
5ta:-3 in their courses; it is that
denizing faculty which in a Darwin
wirc;s its daring flight from a few
jbeerved phenomena to a universal
process of evolution. There are
ingels, then, guardian angels, record- I
ing angels, and angels who carry to
md fro the messages of God. Swedenbor?,
the philosopher, believed in
hem so thoroughly that he used to go
into his church all alone in the early
morning and preach to them, and if
the sermons were expressions of his
jwn deep and earnest conviction, I've
no doubt the angels heard him.
There are guardian angels. Of
thei:- nature and employments we
know nothing. But they are the
spiritual forces that are above and
iround and all about us.
And maybe just as we in sleep,
:hat counterfeit of death, fare forth
nto the dream country, bo they fare
forth and take upon themselves the
anknown nature and the unknown
tasks of the holy angels. Around, i
ibove and all about our ways they 1
minister, and God has given them
charge concerning us th'at in their
hands they should bear us up, ieat
it any time we dash our foot against;
i stone. In the ear of the prodigal
they whisper words of home and ]
loved ones; at the bedside of the suf- |
!erer they sing, they check the dar- j
lng as he wanders near danger.
Hovering about all our paths, guiding
our steps along the King's highway,
restraining our weak and sinful
mnulses, cariDg, watching, keeping, i
ire th guardian angela of the God '
jf Lovt-.
And sometimes they grieve for us,
but more often they smile, for these
mgels have a sense of humor. Else
would they have died long since c!
sroken hearts when they saw all the
oettiness and all the narrowness and
ill the misguided zeal of us humans.
But they look beneath the surface;
;hey look at our real selves, and in
)ur hearts they see all the glorious
jossibilities of our nature; they seo
-he.^alnt in embryo, and so they smile
ffilt
cbunbatj-^cftoof ??l
INTERNATIONAL LESSON COM- ',R4
MENTS FOB OCTOBER 31. 1
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and
Subject: Paul a Prisoner?The Voy- ciei
age, Acts 27:1-26?Golden Text,
Ps. 37:5?Commit Verses 2b-24 cuj]
?Commentary on the Lesson. (
TIME.?A. D. 60. 61. tifi(
PLACE.?On the Mediterranean.
EXPOSITION.?I. Paul Tempest gtQ
Tossed, 13-19. Gentle breezes and te(j
tempestuous winds alike await the am
faithful servant of God (vs. 13, 14), por
but both come from the same hand, hor
our Father's hand. It is He who
commandeth and raiseth the stormy ^
wind (Ps. 10-7:25). He maketh hea
winds His messenger (Ps. 104:4, R. ^
V.). Both the balmy south wind and uti]
the fierce Euroclydon furthered Paul gD(:
on his course toward the imperial to
city, where he was to give his testi- ^
mony for his Master and toward the .
New Jerusalem. The g'entle breezes . ?
from the south are more pleasant but , t
not more wholesome and useful than
tihfl wIM. howlinc northern eale. We
may all well thank God for that tern- CI^
pest, for to It we owe the precious les- ? 81
sons of this chapter. If it should 01
ever be ours to face the terrors of a a?e
cyclone, let us not forget from whom a?T
it comes and whose loving purposes it 8tu'
carries out. It was probably hard 1
for Paul during that fourteen days' 1<?1ri
storm to discern the wise and gentle a"3
hand of God in it, but it was there, ??v
and we can see it now. It is interest- bee
ing to note how, as the tempest over- a ^
took God's faithless servant Jonah wil1
(Jonah 1:4), so also the tempest Per
overtook His faithful servant Paul, drii
They were both sailing the same sea, Per
but one toward the duty to which 'or
God appointed him; the other away tbe
from the duty to which God appoint- 1
ed him. God's most faithful servants giv
will not always find, smooth sailing, and
The child of God may always have Ish:
peace within (Phil. 4:6, 7; Is. 26:3;
Jno. 16:33), but he will not always cue
have peace without. That one who is is <
being fiercely tempest-tossed (v. 18) dre
does not prove at all that God has nor
ceased to look upon him with favor, pid
Paul was never nearer to God than at puj
this moment, when he was being ish
tossed pitilessly about by the raging rer
Mediterranean, and perhaps undergo- wit
Ing the throes of seasickness. Never iou
was Paul more faithful. Oftentimes ave
the best thing for us to do when thus ren
tempest-tossed is "to lighten the fee
ship" (v. 18). Many of us are car- goc
rying too much cargo for such a wii
stormy voyage as this world presents, abi
and the tempeft is God's call to un- ing
load (Heb. 12:1; Phil. 3:7, 8; Matt. (
16:26). wai
IT. "Be of Good Cheer, For I Be- hai
lieve God," 20-26. It was very n&t- ord
ural when neither sun nor stars shone i j
upon them for many days and no dri
small tempest lay upon them, that all. ten
hope that they should be saved should kid
be taken away, but it was entirely gra
unnecessary. God is able to save in an
the darkness as well as in the sun- the
shine and in the tempest as well as i
in the calm. There was at least one chr
man on that boat whose hope was a, c
not gone, for God had said to him, hal
"Thou must bear witness at Rome eta
nior>" /rh 23:11). and he knew that los
through storm or through sunshine tha
God would somehow get him to Romo wr<
to give his testimony. Those were cla
manly words of Paul in verse 21. It ]es
was not a mere taunt, "I told you cai
so," but simply a deft reference to tah
the judiciousness of his former ad- an<
vice that he might gain the more re- tha
spectful hearing for his present no<
words. The darker and stormier the ]
night the likelier are the angels of me
God to appear if we are indeed His pjj.
(y. 23; cf. ch. 18:9 and 23:11). fal
Sometimes they Gtand beside us and
we do not see them, we are so taken' ajj1
up with the darkness and the howling drj
of the storm. Paul's 6hort descrip- ^e.
tion of his relation to God (v. 23) is
full of meaning. It i6 a great thing cla
to look up to the infinite God and
say, "I am His;" to say it intelligent- mu
ly and with a deep realization of its ^
meaning. It gives a blessed solem- of
nity to our entire life. It also gives a
sense of security. God can take caro mo
of His own property (Jno. 10:28, ^
29). Paul did not stop with saying,
| "Whose I am," but went on to add. wg
i "Whom also I serve." Many say they
I are His, but do not prove it by service.
Paul loved to think and speak
I of himself as the "servant of God" .
! <Rom. 1:9; 2 Tim. 1:3; Tit. 1:1).
I Tt is a nosition of great dignity and
also of great security (Dan. 3:17, I
I 26, 28; 6:16-20) and blessedness and
| reward (Jno. 12:26). Much that Is ,
I called serving God is really serving
self. But Paul's whole life was ser- H,"
vice rendered to. God. "Fear not," "
that is what God's messengers are al-- 8pi
ways saying. Take up your concord- aj*(
ance and look up the occasions upon jj1?
| which God says to His servants, j101
"Fear not," "Be not afraid," and sim- l?r
ilar words. There may be fourteen
days' continuous storms and no sun ry
or stars appear, but God still says, j?
"Fear not." God reveals His plan to
Paul, "Thou must stand before Cae- tsar."
Well, then all the Euroclydons
that ever struck the sea cannot
founder the ship on which Paul sails
until he is near enough the land to
swim ashore. His enemies thought coi
that Paul must stand before Caesar cie
because he was a malefactor: the real ing
reason was that God had a testimony nei
to be given there (cf. ch. 9:1C>). Paul j reg
had built better than he knew when | ha:
he appealed to Caesar. It is a great i flui
thing to have a godly man in the ship soc
in a storm (v. 24). It is a great vid
thing to have a godly man in the so
home or the church or the commm his
nity. Mark well Paul's closing words pul
in verse th?
Kalses Feacft a Foot Around. ? (
In sorting a bushel of peaches tak?n
from one tree in his garden, W. A.
Hodges, of No. 132 Claremont ave- wa
I nue, Montclair, N. J., found that not th
| oJie of them was below nine and one- tw<
! half inches in circumference. Most 0f
I of them measured ten and one-half roc
1 ir.cl:es, and one wc.s twelv* inches. ca?
Dulaney Extradited. the
Extradition papers for Roy W. Du- raa
laney, formerly Circut Court clerk of
Washington County. Tennessee,
| charged, with the embezzlement of
j large sums, were signed at Kingston.
| Jamaica, and Dulaney sailed on the
l Roya? mail steamer Magdalena in r
charge of a detective. Ball
JII
New Alaska Gold Field. bre
Mining men who arrived at Seattle, the
'Alaska, bring glowing news of gold are
prospects in the Innoko district and are
along the creeks of the Itadarod coun- hoc
try, 140 miles from Innoko. aim
i Betrothal of King Mannel. j
The engagement of King Manuel of ^ rev
Portugal to Princess Alexandra, o 0 (
daughter of the Duke of Fife, is an- us
nounced- pre
J
E TEMPERANCE PROPAGANDA I
I
VCERTED ATTACK ON DRTNK !
VINNING ALL ALONG LINE
station ol Alcohol to Child Life."
teview of present methods to im- j
ve condition of the school child j
[ remove causes of moral defi- \
icy. Present. methods prove inquate
as curative measures, but 1
ow much light, upon the real diffities.
Corporal punishment not a scien:
remedy for backwardnes? in
dy or breaches of school disclje.
The normal child Is neither i
pid nor vicious. The complica- i
situation makes necessary an exInation
not only of the school detment
and class work but also the
ne environment and heredity of
child.
tracing child life to the fountain j
d of its physical equipment and
efully noting the various contribag
elements to defective work, I
1 alcohol a most conspicuous facManifestly
causes of defective :
Idhood may antedate school life |
1 persist after school days are past, i
ice to secure a proper corelation |
ween effect and cause and avoid |'
errors that might arise from pau- |
' of numbers, my report Includes
Ludy of 30,000 children of all ages
m infancy to nineteen years of'. .
The 30,000 are tabulated and
anged in groups for scientific ,
dyi'ifty-eight
per cent, drink some
m of alcoholic beverage occasionr
or at regular intervals. Thirty- ,
en per cent, drink one glass of
r a week to five glasses of beer j
lay. Twenty-one per cent, drink ,
le or spirits. In some groups the I 1
centage of occasional and regular 1
akers runs as high as seventy-nine |
cent. Of those attending school, ,
ty-su Tier cent, are DacKwara in j
ir studies. I
rhrough ignorance many parents J
e their babies beer instead of milk,
[ wine or brandy instead of nourIng
food. A glass of beer and a j
I of bread, a glass of wine and a
umber two or three times a day I
the chief nourishment many chiln
receive, and some teachers ig ant
of the physical basis of stuity
and refractory conduct of their
>ils, have insisted on corporal punment,
and eaually ignorant paits
have flogged their offspring
b no better result than to add vicsness
to stupidity and Increase an
irsion for government. Where pats
have been taught the evil of
ding alcohol to their children and
>d food has displaced the beer and
le, the child's deportment and
lity to memorize have correspondly
improved.
16,000 whose physical condition
s studied, seventy-one per cent,
re some functional or organic disler.
\mong the grandchildren of beer
nkers there is noted an increased
dency to tuberculosis, diabetes,
ney and herrt disorders. The
mdchildren of spirit drinkers show
increased tendency to disorders of
central nervous system.
fVhere there are no indications of
onic inebriety, but where there is
ionfessed addition to the so-called
bit of moderate drinking, moral
ndards are lowered. There is a
s of that fine sense of perception
it clearly distinguishes right from
ang. While acknowledging the
ims of ethics and religion, there is
s ability to apply in practice ethiand
religious teaching. They mis:e
the desire to do for the doing
! fail to appreciate the possibility
it a display of stubbornness may
: be a display of will power.
Poverty and bad hygienic environnt
may contribute to certain
ises of immorality, but I have j 1
led to find any clear evidence that
17 are the sole causes of immor- | 1
ty. When poverty is added to a <
nk environment all shades and j
)ths of depravity are possible. 1
lere the landlord enforces his 1
im for the maximum of rent, ;
ere the sweat shop pays the mini:m
of wage and the want of good
litation taxes the resisting powers
the hardiest, indulgence in alcolic
beverages makes possible the ! ,
st extensive degeneration. These j
generations, when transmitted to j
s offspring, produce a harvest of j
akened and disabled citizens." ,
iere poverty linked with the appe- (
5 for drink makes existence a j
itinuous battle, little wonder chil- |
:n six to fourteen years of age are
ced to heavy labor, and for tl"e .
n of twenty cents may become vie- !
is of Sodomy, pederasty and prosition.
j j
ine louowing concuisions may uv (
iwn from my studies of children: I
st, alcohol in the form of beer and 1
rits doer not overcome the disturb- I
zes of nutrition due to a bad hy- !
inic environment. Second, alco- ;
1 tends to lessen all the bodily !
ces, mental, moral and physical,
ird. the heaviest burden enta'iled
indulgence in alcoholic beverages
not borne by the drinker, but by
innocent and debilitated children.
By T. Alexander Macnicholl, M. D.
lation of Alcohol to Social Service.
But beyond personal and economic
isid'erations lies the welfare of soty.
The world is astir with strives
toward social uplift. Kindli- j
ss and helpfulness were never more ! i
;nant than to-day. Yet upon every I i
ad we come upon the subtle in- !
ence of alcohol as it contributes to j i
:ial misery and blunts the indi- j i
ual's sense of social responsibility i
that he is careless of the effects of | i
own actions upon his family, upon
blic order, or upon the welfare of
> race. I
Sraveyard of Shattered Hopes."
'Saloons are thp graveyards of am- j ,
ions and burial grounds of many i .
Bted lives." In these striking words j
! Chicago Tribune, July 20, gives I
3 columns of space to a discussion j
the menace in the saloon's "back
>m." "No other agency in Chi;o,"
writes Elias Tobenkin, in this
bune article, "can compete with
s 'rear room* of the saloon in the
,tter of destroying character, ruin;
homes and Mighting lives," quot;
a careful student of this phase of ,
y life.
Produces Criminals.
Theodore Roosevelt say6: "The
oon tends to produce criminality
the population at large and lawaking
among the saloon keepers
mselves. When the liquor men
allowed to do as they wish, they
sure to debauch, not only the
ly social, but the body politic
o."
Prohibition reduced the internal
enue liquor tax receipts to $134,>,000
for the year ending June 30,
compared with $140,000,000 the
ceding year. i
f?r w j iv
VvvW&nonft the plcajanf fields Jill
<V tfVf Moly Wrie I m&hf dejfwir.^/ ,
^ ?Tennyy>nJ.> V
CKJv' %j^firm'"? . :.nvv,
M0 FATHER, REVIVE US ALL.*
Quicken us, Lord, for the yearn go by
And the waiting time seems long;
Quicken us, for our seers die.
And blind is the heedless throng;
Quicken us. for the fields are dry.
And earth needs a harvest-sonfl!
We speak, 0 Lord, of the "forma1
Ana point to the Covenant Bow;
0 wild us revival showers again
That shall make the mountain* flow.
And fill the land with the waving grain;
Lord, the "latter rain" bestow!
Oh. give us a year amidst the years
That our children, may recallAs
we do now through a mist of teal's?
The showers thatyet-shall fall!
The dawn of the.gunrise glory nears,
0, Father. rertnveusaU!
?J. H. S., in London Christi&L.
Old FrienCs Are Best.
What have I in heaven? ^And, besides
Thee, what do I desire on earth.?
?Psalm 73:251
This is a cry from the tortured
leart of David?a cry from one in
leed to a friend indeed. Poor in very
Tilth Vta wVin /tolla ha man
< u?M WV n uv VUliO UV lliffcll il rouu^
3ut poorer he who is no man's friend.
This wonld be a bleak world with>ut
affection, and henoe the Master
las established, as a primal source of
ill solace, a fountain of love spring-,
ng up perennially in Himself. The'airest
and most fragrant flower of
:hat love is friendship. All genuine
iffection is inseparable from friend-;
ship. The friends we have tried and ,
lot found wanting are the friends we
:rust, and where'the trial of friend- '
ship has been longest onr trust is '
greatest, and so old friends are best. .
One there is who 4>utd?t3S and oatbasses
all other friends. He knowsis
and He understands, and above all
tie is willing and,powerful to help as.
Be alone possesses the fullest equipment
of a friend. He knew us In the
eternities. He shaped events so as
:o make ns fit into the marvellous
scheme of His universe. He cared for
is since our coming into all the bewilderment
of this creation. We havetalked
erect or bent, and often have
we stumbled and many,times have wefallen.
Yet whether upright or pros"ra
+n +Vo +AM/>Vi ft# +ho t*
'*?fcwv vwuvu VJL oviiuu^ uauu
>f His friendship has been upon as,
2>ven -when In insensate moments weSave
straggled to fling it off.
At all times, sick or well, waking3r
sleeping, sad or joyous, His love >
holds us like the clasp of a mother,
athers have?never has He?shut *.
3oor against us. He was no merelife
saver, stirred hy feeling or by;thirst
for fame or by hope of reward.
He was all He was to. us not because He
had pity on us, but because He
loved and wanted us. He is walkinp
by our side ever. He .meets us. at the
turn of every road.' At every tick of
the timepiece we' can address ourselves
to Him. Whether our feet are
In the narrow path and we need courage,
or whether we are fighting with swine
for their husks, it is always our
blessed privilege to appeal to this
Friend to keep us lincontaminated or
to bring us back from our wanderings
under the roof of the Father.
Snch friendship .teaches us our own
worth. If He values us so highly, if
He thinks so much of us, to what
heights of manhood and womanhood
may we not climb! How pitiful to?
be surrounded by such an atmosphere*
Df love and not to live of its vitality!!
What fools vie are to starve amid"
such plenty! If we realized all this;
we would not leave this Friend until
we had failed with every one else, but.
Dur prayer to Him for help w6uld be
as our breathing and we would discover
beyond doubt that old friends
are best and that of all old friendsHe,
the Ancient of Days, is verily oldest
and best.?Rev. P. A. Halpin, St.
Angela's College, New Rochelle, N_
ST., in Sunday Herald. , f
Courage.
How often do we hear the admonition,
"Keep your head above water."
rhe best way to fulfil the injunction
is to keep the spirit above. Courage,,
hope, what can a man not do with
l.hese? What is he able to do witb3lit
them? Courage is an elixir of
life, giving power both to mind and
body. It strengthens the sinews, it
revivifies the spirit. It makes life,.
Indeed, worth living.
"But," it may be asked, "how can
i person gain courage who is not
born with it?"
There are two requisites: 1. He
must believe that what he is doing
Is worth doing.' 2. He must feel
that of all things in the world, it is
:he thing that calls him. With these
lonvictions he is equipped with weapons
that shall level every obstacle,,
make a path through every maze?
for of these are born courage and'
faith.
All common things, each day's events,
That with hour begin and end.
Our pleasures and our discontents.
Are rounds by which we may ascend.
?Christian Advocate.
Hateful Processes.
Apologists for Christianity should"
ever be guilty of maintaining superstitions,
because they help to control
noccinnc nf th#> lennrant. Such
processes are hateful to rightly constituted
minds, and if we seriously
care for our religion and its defense
and establishment we cannot manifest
our solicitude in a better way than tofrankly
and fully examine every situation
which is involved in it.?Rev.
S. Parkes Cadman.
%
The Church's Supreme Mission.
To restore man to himself, to his
place in nature, to society and to God
was the comprehensive mission of the
Son of Man, and it is the*suprememission
of His churcto in the twentieth
century.?Rev. James B. Clayton.
Good WiU.
If you are sure of the good will ii*
your own heart, you will surely find
It in God, in man, everywhere, and
you will be able to see that the sun is
shining, all nature is fair and friend*
&re kind.?Rev. A. G. Sin^sen.
Position of flafley's Comet.
Professor E. B. Frost, of the
Yerkes Observatory, says Halley's
comet was observed by Professor S.
W. Burnbam with the forty-inch telescope
on September 15 in approximately
right ascension 6 ho-urs 18i
minutes 51.1 seconds, and declination'
plus 17 degrees 9 minutes and 44'
seconds. The comet was also photographed
with the aid of the two-foot
reflector on September 15 and 16 byr
Oliver J. Lee. Professor Fro6t states
that the comet was also observed visually
by Professor E. Barnard and.
was again DhotoKrauhed by Mr. Lee.
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