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|te8888?88?88888?8888 isl E|?H( j I IATthe J I 8ip??8g88g?8??8B?88S ; } ?ggxg?2??X?g By gg ETTA ^ ??Si8^?^8S?^?????? i Cnpirrioht 1901. h CHAPTER HI. 5 Continued. It was a perfect morning. Ligh winds from the west filled the grim; sail. The sun poured a rain of goli upon the measureless expanse o azure sea. The old boat leaked mer rily. Vic bailed with a will. "H'ist your feet to the seat rail MissHatton." she commanded, "ant keep 'em out of the wet. Mind you skirts, too. I hate a choppy sea Ever sea-sick? Wish I'd cut a soc afore we started. Didn't you nevei hear of that? Lor! the smell of fresl earth will bring you out of the sick ness slick as can be. Last year tw< city chaps came to Watchhaven, anc Jim took 'em out trawling. Ob, my they got deadly sick?'twas rough and Jim brought 'em ashore flat 01 thei* backs, and limp as rags?you'< have said they were dying. Jim jes laid 'em down, with their noses in th( grass, and they come to in no time There's nothing like knowing things.' Jacqueline was not ill. With cleai eyes she jooked out upon the blue rolling distance?the plunging, hiss !ng waste of waters that stretc'.iet before her. The wind blew in hei lace, full of the tang of salt. Watch iiaven vanished from view. The wid< sunlit sea seemed ever to grow wider Jim, absorbed in the care of the boat paid small heed to his female com panions. Vic by turns steered anc bailed. Presently, low down on th? T _ vi-.u Ai iiunzun, a oiucjs. sput ayyearvu, ur rectly in their patb. "That's Deadman's Island," sait Vic. nodding cheerfully toward it "So called because the French once killed all the English settlers then in the old wars, though some folki say 'twas Dixie Bull, the pirate, tba sacked Pemaquid, as did that slaugh ter. Never mind?it don't signif} now. On the marine charts the lo cality is marked dangerous. Fo] weeks at a time, in bad weather Deadman's is cut off from all com munication with the mainland. Ther the unfortunate creeters on it wist themselves in Heaven." "I have been told that Philip Tre vor lives there the year around," saic ' Jacqueline. "So he doe6?never leaves it. It's got no inn, no church, no postoffice no mackerel. Look for yourself miss." Jacqueline looked and-saw a high long island, principally of igneouf ruck, purple brown in color, anc splashed with black, resinous thicket! of spruce and cedar. At one end ? cliff jutted into the sea, and over its bald crest sea fowl were screaming ooumwara, on some neignuunug ibi and, the white tower of a lighthouse was barely discernable, and the bass note of a whistling buoy sounder somewhere in the solitude. "The landing's on t'other side,' said Vic. "Now, Jim Bumpus, yoi make straight for the pier, and i: Skipper .Toe hails don't you pay an] heed." "Ay, ay!" answered Jim, with j sheepish grin. The boat rounded a point whicl had obstructed Jacqueline's view anc approached a stone pier at which i small sloop lay moored. From th< water's edge the ground arose steep ly to a narrow plateau, strewn with i rocky debris, like the scoria of a vol cano. There a house stood?the onl] one on the island, as Jacqueline after ward learned, save the hut whicl Skipper Joe occupied. It was i square, low structure, built of islanc stone, with walls that seemed capa ble of resisting a battering ram. Ii aspect it was cold, sinister, forbid ding. A road, cut in the solid rock wound up to its grim entrance. A1 around lay the gloomy sea and th< yet gloomier island, with its towering crags and tiny sand beaches, and hen and there a field of vivid green?th< feeding ground ol cattle and sheep Philip Trevor could hardly hav( found a more desolate spot in whict to bury himself and his infamy. Oi Deadman's Island he certainly vai safe from contact with anything per taining to a former life. "Hello?the?boat!" This hail came from the stone pier A man, dressed in oilshins, stooc there, staring at the approaching craft. "Hello?the?island!" answerec Jim Bumpus. "Keep off!" 6houted the man, witl inhospitable emphasis. "Ye've go strangers aboard." Vic suddenly whirled her arm aioU "He's got me, Joe Raby," she an swered. "I couldn't wait for you ti come in the sloop. I was homesicl aiter mis oiessea lsiana?tnougnt i < die if I didn't git back!" Jim, with a fine disregard of th< sentinel skipper, was making straigh for the pier. "Who's the tother one with you?' roared Joe Raby. "Just a friend of mine!" screechei Vicky. Then she added, hurriedly, t< jatqueuiif, nv rea.uy .iu jeap out. a. soon as we reach the stair. Jim mistake himself away afore you can b lorded back Into the boat. If h loiters z minute they may make hin carry you off again. Keep close t< me, now, and don't let on that you'r scairt!" CHAPTEK IV. Vic scrambled up the pier and Jac queline followed. The man in oil skins stood barring their advancf He was a swarthy fellow, hairy a Esau and m;ich tnttoc.n! r:i -,c.nC i'.uu l'ace. Ht wore gold rings in hi ears and a red cotton handkercbie knotted about his thick throat. 'Darn it!" he shouted, "wha strange craft have you iu tow Vicky?" "j jest told you. it's a friend o inino." answered Vic. 'She's com to see Mr. Trevor on particular busi './A- - . .. * ' > 8888888S88S?8?888888g8???: )USE?ON|| S0008 ow8oo??8o88?ooo?8p ISLAND l|p * T TTTV V VW [ ness, and she's going up to the house ! with me." j "This 'ere's agin rules," said Rabj 11 in a tone of angry menace. Y | She gave the man a vigorous push 3 i backward. "Who cares for rules? Stanc aside and let her pass?where's you.: i manners, you gawk?" But Raby leaped nimbly before the ! two. I "Halt!" he said, with an oath , "No strangers are 'lowed here. She'* going back in the boat that broughi her!" "Is she?" demanded Vic. A side r%ance showed her that Jim hac pushed off from the pier. "Then ] go with her, and you won't see mj face again in a hurry, for once out 01 this dragon's den I'll never set fool in it more!" Skipper Joe stood in sullen silence unable, it seemed, to frame a suitable answer, and Vic, seizing her compan ion's hand, scurried with her up the rock-hewn road. r "Joe's been trying to court me a . good spell back," she said to Jacque* line, her ireckled face full of mischie^ voub glee, "and he had to think twice r when I said that?he wouldn't like - me to go away. I hate him like ' pisin!" "Lor," she cried, "I quite forgot tc ' tell him to come for you to-morrow? want to git back to Watchhaven bj to-morrow, don't you?" 5 "Yes," answered Jacqueline, "one "; interview with Philip Trevor ought tc ! decide everything." "Well, Mr. Trevor can send you tc * the mainland in the sloop. This isl\ and ain't easy to git to, nor yet tc i leave, when once you're on it. Come ? along, miss?when I told Joe, jesl now, that I was homesick for Deadman's I lied?yonder house gives me r a nightmare jest to look at it." " The cold, gray structure, standing r solitary above the ocean wastes, witl ' the rough rocks tumbled about it, did seem to take on an aspect more and 1 more repellent the nearer Jacqueline 1 approached. As she lifted her eyes to its frowning front a face suddenlj " appeared at the window of the sec' ond story?a woman's face framed I in masses of yellow hair, and wild * f and white as if death had smitten it ' j For a moment it stared down on the ' approaching figures, then vanisbed! like a ghost at cock-row. ' Jacqueline clutched Vic'6 hand. ' "Who was that?" she said. ' "Where?what?" answered Vic 3 stupidly. j "Surely you saw it?a face at the window there. It was tragic?it wat | dreadful!" ? "You don't say! Maybe 'twas Mr 1 Trevor's man, Peter. A bird can'1 j j fly over the rocks that he ain't watchj ing. Say, Miss Hatton, I must leav? . you here. It won't do for me to gc , to the front door?I'm the help. Jesl f bang the knocker and tell your erf rand." With these words Vic nimblj t turned a corner of the hermitage and j disappeared. Jacqueline had planned j I to confront Trevor alone, yet Vic's j sudden flight gave her a forlorn, forl saken feeling. However, she resoj lutely mounted the steps and banged ^ the knocker, as her humble friend t | nau oiaaen uer. There was silence for a space, then r I a bolt rasped. The door opened. Before stood a cross-eyed, smootht shaven man in decent black. l "What'6 your will, miss?" he dej ' manded. . I "I wish to see Mr. Trevor," anj swered Jacqueline. The crooked-eyed man moved stiffly back. Jacqueline stepped into i | square hall. He opened a door or ? her right hand and she passec !! through. j "What name?" he said. ? "Tell Philip Trevor that Miss Jacqueline Hatton has come a long waj 5 to 6peak with him." j The door closed. Jacquelint j looked around. The room in whict 3 she found herself was large and lux urious. Rich draperies swathed th( j windows. A great fire of driftwooc | burned on brass fire-dogs in the chim I ney. In one corner stood a superl j couch, covered with priceless skins r J Oriental cabinets were there, costly ' j pictures and panels, carved mahog ' any, Turkish rugs and cushions. Jacqueline's lips curled. . | "Perhaps my father's monej t! bought these things," she said to her i self. . i She waited. The walls of the hous< - seemed to he of uncommon thickness 3 She heard not a sound of life any 5 where. Only the surf hoomed or ] | some neighboring ledge, and the se< j fowl screamed in the distance. ' A s i half hour went by, then the man wit! 11 the crooked eyes again appeared a i the door. * . "Mr. Trevor has been taken sud | denlv ill," he announced, "he canno I ! see you to-day, miss. Is it youi [> j pleasure to stay till he recovers, or t( s j go away?" II She bad half expected some sub e j teri'uge of this kind. She prompts e answered. "I will stay." n "Very well, miss. I will send on< j of the servants to show you a room e j He vanished a second time. Pres ently there was a rush of feet in th< passage and Vic bounced in. "Goodness me!" she said, in a lou( wbisper. "You've given Mr. Trevo ! an awful turn! He's been carried t< [- bed. Follow me?I'm to wait oj !. you." s She led the way rp n handsomi ;; sta;i to a well-furnished chamber 01 s the second floor of the house. A f she was lighting a fire in the grati she said to Jacqueline: t "It's always cold at Deadman's? \ moreover there's company in a fire when one's alone and out of sorts f That person with the cross eyes wa e Peter?Mr. Trevor's man. I ain' i- utuck on Peter?I ain't much stucl on eyes like his. I want folks to look j at me fair and straight. With the . exception of Mr. Trevor, Peter and Joe Raby are the only men on the isl- ; and, and they're both tarred with the same stick." | Jacqueline asked for writing materials, which Vic brought, and when j the girl had left her, our young traveler sat down to open her heart to j Doris. She described the journey to , Watchhaven, and the manner in j which she had entered the enemy's j country. "I know not when this letter will reach you," she wrote, "the nearest > j postofflce is ten miles away on the ' | mainland, and no favors will be i shown me here. My arrival has certainly frightened Philip Trevor. He is feigning illness?to gain time, maybe. But he must, see me soon?he j j cannot long evade an interview. I , Meanwhile the presence of the girl Vic in the house of my foe comforts < ; me not a little." I The letter was never mailed? ! never read by Doris. While Jacque- j , line was yet writing, Vicky siim[ moned her to lunch. The table was spread for one per, son only. The appointments were el j egant, the viands above reproach. I r Vic served, and apart from her, Jac- j r queline saw no one. She had little ; f appetite. The hospitality of a foe j t is never pleasant?it was not easy j for her to break Philip Trevor's i bread. The room in which she sat ! > I was wainscoted in oak, and full of j | j warm crimson tints. On one side she j , i noticed a piazza enclosed in glass and stocked with potted plants and dwarf l palms. Somehow, in that wild place, | it had an incongruous look. "Is Mr. Trevor fond of flowers?" j ( asked Jacqueline. [ "Lor*, no," answered Vic, "not | f him! T'other one got him to make J the piazza. That glass is often smashed in storms, but it's always 1 renewed." 'r "Who is 't'other one'?" asked Jacqueline, mystified. (| "Oh, you'll find out soon enough!" j ' j answered Vic, shortly. ' j Jacqueline returned to her cham- j | Der. A taDie 01 DOCKS ana inasa.ziue? offered her some diversion, but she could not fix her thoughts on the | printed pages. Silence still reigned I in the house, and even about the pier 1 there was no sign of life. Joe Raby [ had disappeared, and the sloop lay ' lonely at her moorings. A vague. uneasiness began to creep over Jacque- j ' line. Had she not been a little rash j 1 and self-willed in this undertaking? j I If so, it was too late to retrieve her error?she must now await the outcome with courage. \ Dinner was served In the same fashion as the previous meal. Then ' fell the lonely night. The sea be( came an ink-black void. On the sloop a green port light flashed out. From " the window of her chamber Jacque- I line watched it with wistful eyes. | ' Suddenly she was startled by a crash | of music, rising, as it seemed, from the room beneath her own?a piano, I slaved hv a master hand. She lis ' j tened. Etudes, nocturnes, wild j ; waltzes?thick and fast they came, ' shivering the stillness that hung > 5 drearily upon the island house. Then J a violin burst in, with a whirlwind of i Bweet notes; and while Jacqueline j 1 sat, lost in wonder, a woman's sopra- | ' no voice, of great power and purity, j ! soared out of the noise of the instru- j ' ments and hung in the air, separate. I * unapproachable, like a great jewel of | ' sound. Jacqueline recognized an old i Scotch love song, but the anguish and j ' heartbreak which the singer threw ; I into it were new and startling. Just ! I then Vic entered with lights. Jac- j 5 queline, full of curiosity, turned tc her. "Who are the musicians below?" 1 she asked. 1 Vic adjusted a silken shade over the lamp, and stepped back a little i to view the effect. "Them? Oh, them's Mr. Trevor : and his wife," she answered. "I calkerlate he's got over the sudden sick ness that took him when you came, mis6." ****?*?. To be Continued. LI Automobile Provision Wagons, jj A further application of the motor j wagon has just been adopted by the ! German War Office here, which has J decided to reorganize the service of " distributing the supply of provisions to the various barracks by using mo^ tor wagons, which are to be fitted J with refrigerators. Complaints have J been made frequently by the troops quartered in the region of Metz, that j the more distant forts were often badly supplied with food owing to the difficulty of transport during the winter. However, the new type of ' motor wagon alluded to will be specially used for supplying the outlying forts with fresh meat from the army slaughter houses in the various r j towns, while it will also be used for J carrying provisions and general bag" i gage between the barracks in a town. I ?London Globe. * | 'I No Cliance For Romance. !: A young woman living in the v < neighborhood of Thirty-third and L Cumberland streets the other morni ing bought at a nearby grocery a l' doeen eggs. On one of them wa? scratched a name, with an address of . j a young farmer up the State. He had 11 alao written on the egg a request that r; the person buying it write to him. j' The young woman wrote a letter to the tiller of the soil and received . an answer in which the farmer def I dared himself pleased at having I heard from her, etc. He wound his J letter up with: "I hope you did not j eat. the egg. as I wrote that on it a . year ago."?Philadelphia Record. 3 " Tolstoy's Opinion of Kings, i j In a recent letter Tolstoy says: r "The sovereigns now living, instiga3 tors o! violence and massacres of all 3 kinds, are so far below the moral standard of the majority that they b cannot even inspire They rrc 3 but unfortunates, who deserve to be s pitied. We should neither allow our s indignation to rise against those creatures, who are void of the most - sacred feeling of humanity, nor should we combat them." s The construction of a water-power t plant has been started on the Es{ canaba River near Flat Rock, Mich, '' THE PULPIT. A BRILLIANT SUNDAY SERMON BY DR. G. A. JOHNSTON ROSS. Tlieme: God's Second Best, Brooklyn, N. Y.?The Rev. G. A, Johnston Ross, D. D., preached Sunday in the Lafayette Avenue Presbyterian Church. Dr. Ross, who was until recently the minister at St. Colomba's Church in Cambridge, England, a church largely attended bj university men, has accepted the pastorate of the fashionable Presbyterian Church at Bryn Mawr, near Philadelphia. Dr. Ross spoke on "God's Second Best" from the following text: I, Samuel 22: "For the Lord will not forsake Hie people for His greal name's sake because it hath pleased the Lord to make you His people Moreover as for me, God forbid thai I should sin against the Lord in ceasing to pray for you; but I will teach you the good and the right way. Onlj fear the Lord and serve Him in truth with all your heart; for consider how great things He hath done for you But if ye shall still do wickedly, y iball be consumed, both you and youi King." He said: If a man has blundered and played the fool in the management of his life, missing his chances and throwing foulness about his spirit, how fai may that man, if anxious to do well look for the recovery of lost ground and the renewalof opportunity? Thai is the question which I purpose tc deal with to-night. Of course th? unteachable fool must simply looh forward to certain ruin, but I am thinking of a man anxious to redeem his life, and the question I want tc discuss is this: Is there for such a man a second chance? For all ] know such a man may have come intc this church to-night; and how long he may have been worried with this question, and in how many churches he may have tried to get light upor it, God alone knows. But if there it a second chance for the man it is tremendously important that the man should know Its nature and extent, If a man has been depressed by failure and is really ashamed of his foolishness he has almost a right to be made aware of the existence of tht process of divine repair, if 6uch s process really exists. And it is equally important that he should understand the limitation of such a procesf of divine repair for salvation, lest he should be too tempted to count upor divine indulgence, which does not, a; a matter of fact, exist, or else he should be tempted to count upon the providential reordering of his life which will not take place. What, precisely, does forgiveness mean? What does it involve? If 11 means that when one is sorry for sin God is glad to hear of it, that is z very creaitaoie representation 01 uuq But surely it means more than that Does it mean that God not only approves the man's penitence, but as sists him? Does forgiveness involve the recovery of lost ground? That is what we want to know. Is it legitimate for a man to look forward, if he accepts Christ, to a real restoration ol life, strength and hope? It is on the rock of that question that the mes' eage of religion is most often split either by being raispreached or mis understood. Men see for themselves that life becomes more and more tangled; that habit grows in power; that it is impossible to put the cloci back; that wrongdoing sticks and clings and one's omissions and fail ure3 tend to lose their negative power and in time become stumbling blocks and we are in the entanglement pro' duced by sin, and then we hear the message of salvation. Woe betide the religion which then holds oul false hopes to the mail. Thousands of men are asking: What do yo; preachers mean precisely by the for giveness of sin? Personally, I be lieve with all my heart and soul ir the forgiveness of sin. There is i certain process, a principle, to whicl 1 want to call your attention, and ] want to give that principle a certair name, which name, I warn you, is no absolutely accurate, but which ii brief and approximates to accuracy It IS DOt my tnougni; inave uunuwei it. The name is this: "God's seconc best." I believe, if we are to under iitand the doctrine of forgiveness w< must hold this truth of "God's seconc best." I will try to illustrate this First of all, the Bible shows that th< Jewish people were designed to stanc before the nations of the world a: the people of God, being obviously Jec and guided by the immediate spirit ual control of the one true God. A! a scholar, now dead, put it, "Israel wai to be so passionately devoted to Goc tnd to be. so sensitive to the divin< will that Israel was to need no humai rule or government to compel them t< < ? right. They were to live in th< immediate intercourse with God.' Israel had no king at the beginning Tiey were under God's care and the: v," re to stand before the world as ai o':.ject lesson. That wis Israel's first best. Tlx be 'ks of Judges and Samuel tell th< st' ry of Israel's degeneration fron t'r's first best. There came a tim< tv": -?n the people said it was aosoiiue |y necessary that they should have ? kir~. Samuel was grieved at this de liberate renunciation of God's firs be<t, and remonstrated. But the peo pie pressed him, and he prayed t< Je/.ovah, and when he had done so h< be fan to see that after all he must ac quivsce. Note the bearing of this 01 the meaning of forgiveness. God ii rej resented as acquiescing in the ac tio:? of the people, and He says, "Le the*'i have their king." Samuel says, "The Lord will no forsake His people for His grea name's sake." God is not going to b' fickle because you are. Thus it is shown that God is con sisient with Himself. God ha planned a certain plan. Smash it ai iilaaoo Vnn will nnt ripfp.it fiod JB:it the Icings passed away. Theii existence was but a parenthesis ii Israel's history. The prophets re mained still to hold up the ides o divine sovereignty until ih< Baptist came and Jesus came, ii whom the prophetship and kingshij and priesthood were all realized to jrether. You perceive that God i! faithful throughout. He never al ters the eternal plan "for His grea oame's sake." Forgiveness is not a spasm witl Gcd. It is not a mood which yoi create in God by your appeal to Him forgiveness is the perpetual condi iion o! the divine power. If God wen a beiLg in whom spasms of forgive ness could be created we would ulti mately not revere Him. The utterl] awesome thing is that there is alwavi forgiveness, "that Thou mayest b< feared." He has never altered Hi! mind with regard to us for one singh moment. He has been holding oui His arms of forgiveness while w< have been throwing chance aftei chance away. The hospitality of Goc is oi stilL I CIY^^HTSFgl|^mE j QtUET?iSw REST AMID TURMOIL. 5 Life's mystery?deep, restless as the oceanHath surged aud wailed for ages to and ; I _ fro' ( ; Earth's generations watch its ceaseless mo- j [ i tion, [ As in and out its hollow moaning? flow, j j Shivering and yearning, by that unknown j 1 I Kea Let my soul calm itself, 0 God, in Thee! r 1 Life's sorrows, with inexorable power, . f Sweep desolation o'er this mortal plain; I | And human loves and hopes fly as the j ! chaff ' t Borne by the whirlwind from the rip- I j ened grain: , j Oh, when before that blast my hopes all j : flee, ; ! Let my soul calm itself, 0 Christ, in Thee! I i i | Between the mysteries of death and life ; | Thou standest, loving, guiding; not ex i plaining; j We ask, and Thou art silent: yet we gaze, I > And our charmed hearts forget theij i j drear complaining. . No crushing fate, no stony destiny: f ' Thou "Lamb that bath been slain," wt ! rest in Thee. I I | The many waves of thought, the mightj ' tides. The ground-swell that rolls up from othei ! lands, . 1 From far-off worlds., from dim, e tern a' shores, ! Whose echo dashes o'er life's wave-worr strands;. | This vague, dark tumult of the inner sea I Grows calm, grows light, 0 Risen Lord, is i Thee! Thy pierced hand guides the mysteriouf j wheels, Thy thorn-crowned brow now wears the crown of power; I And when the aark enigma presaeth sore, Thy patient voice saith: "Watch with Me one hour." j As sinks the moaning river in the sea. j tn silent peace, so sinks mv soul in Thee! j ?From The Changed Cross. j Learn to Love. 1 We may, if we choose, make the i worst of one another. Everyone has ! his weak points; everyone has his faults; we may make the worst of these; we may fix our attention constantly upon these. But we may also make the best of one another. We may forgive even as we hope to be forgiven. We may put ourselves in the place of others, and ask what we should wish to be done to us, and thought of us, were we in their place. By loving whatever is lovable in those around us, love will flow back from them to us, and life will become a pleasure Instead of a pain; and earth will become like Heaven; and we shall become not unworthy followers of Him whose name is Love. There is a story of a German baron i j^who made a great juonan narp Dy t I stretching wires from tower to tower , j ot his castle. When the harp was i ; ready he listened for the music. But . j It was in the calm of summer, and in . ! the still air the wires hung silent. . j Autumn came, with its gentle breezes, . i and there were faint whispers of ! i song. At length the winter winds ?j swept over the castle, and now the . j harp answered in majestic music. > ! Such a heart is the human heart. [ ! It does not yield its noblest music in ? j the summer days of joy, but in the I winter of trial. The sweetest songs t ! on earth have been sung in sorrow. . j The richest things in character have , ' been reached through pain. Even of i | Jesus we read that He was made per : feet through suffering. j j The child of poverty and vice hao [ J still within him, however overlaid by . i the sins of ancestry, a germ of good . | that is capable of growth, if reached ! in .time. Let us stretch out. a tender, ) strong hand, and, touching that poor , germ of good, lifting its feeble head j in a wilderness of evil, help it to live j I and thrive and grow.?Dean Stanley. i 1 Where Are Your Thongnisv Where are your thoughts? That ' fifteen or twenty minutes you were 1 sitting alone in the twilight, dear ' girl, before the lights were on. that . half hour before you went to sleep last night; young man, that little j while before the clock struck the j hour of rising this morning? What thoughts come to dwell in . j your mind in those moments between j duties? "As a man thinketh in his ; heart, so is he." Are your thoughts j of loved ones whose lot you would j j make easier? Are they of noble services you would render men? Are \ they of the good things you have seen j i in others, of victories you would j j achieve, of successes you would win? j! Are they of the beautiful and th^ j good in the world of literature and ' ! song? Are they thoughts of prayer *1 and praise? j | Or are your thoughts of selfish pleasures or questionable sins you 1 would indulgie in, of books you hide J from those who love you best? Do I you think uncharitable things of oth ;| ejs: As you think to-day you will be to; morrow. Thoughts are but seeds. If ' you foster them the fruit is inevitJ able. Think mean thoughts tc-day and you will be a mean soul to-mor; row. Think great thoughts and lev! ing, and you cannot but grow great. } Dream not your thoughts are secret?. your own. They mold your face, tney make your character, they coma 5 forth and startle you when you least J expect it in word and deed. They are ' your real self.?Onward: Neglecting the Chnrcli. To neglect the church in her varl] ous interests, in her complex and 3 many-sided missions, and leave her | I unequipped, or without the men anil ' j women necessary to do the work i which the Lord has given to her to ' do. is like a personal neglect of Christ J Himsolf.?Rev. Arthur G. Jones, Get Right With God. You may pray, attend church, read ; !j the Bible, do many humane and phil- i : anthropic things, but unless you get i right with God by the surrender of i j your will to Him, you are out of liar- | j. naony.?Torrey. I j ] Thp Reality of Go<l. Alter sixty years of public life, I | ) j hold more strongly than ever '?> the ' : i conviction, deepened and strength"' j ' cned by long experience, of the real '< ity, the nearness and the personality ! ! ot God.?William E. Gladstone. I .< i' Criticises Italy's Navy. The Tribuna, of Rome, Italy, again j ] commenting on what it terms the in) J adequate Italian representation at the | ? j Hudson-Fulton celebration, says the ' appointment of Baron Alfonso di ' I Brochetti does not alter the situation, | ' and refers to the insignificance of the | j Etna and Etruria as compared with . the colossal ships sent by France, ' | England and Germany. New Parle Dctilcaict!. ?r j The Palisades Interstate Pari: was , dedicated at New York City. . ? - THE GREAT DESTROYEI SOME STARTLING PACTS ABOU^ THE VICE OF lNTEIVlPEKANCE. Criminal and Irresponsible. I class alcoholism under two dii tinct headings?"Criminal" and 14Ii responsible." Criminal alcoholism may be subd vided into "moderate drunkenness and "convivialism," while irrespons ble alcoholism includes "periodic dii somania" and chronic "inebriacy." Moderate drunkenness is the pei sistent use of alcoholic stimulants i small quantities. It is a vice in tl very essence, being void of excusesensible or otherwise. "Moderat drunkenness" may fitly be describe as the criminal culture of alcoholi insanity, and the man who vapors an hnnst<! that h?s "ran take ft or let alone" is the self-convicted missioi ary of intemperance, who. wilful! makes of his body the spawning be for immorality, hypocrisy, untrutl fulness, deceit and disloyalty. Convivialism is the horn of a fo< and the resource of a weak mind. ] is the vapid imitation of a merrimei that has no more of substance tha the crackling of thorns under a po Convivialism is the alcoholic assumj tion of an ability that we'do not pos sess, the treacherous manifestation ( a friendship that doeB not exist, th garden of lies, the ephemeral realizj tion of a heaven in hell. "Almighty God! If it be Thy will tli? man should suffer, let the cold but of po' erty be my dwelling-place and the wa9thi hand of disease inflict its painful torment Take from me the friends of my confidenc When I anticipate pood, let evil annoy m When I look for light, let darkness con upon me. Do all this, but save me, mercifi God! Save me from the fate of a drun] ard."?Talmage. Periodic dipsomania is an une: pected and uninvited derangement ( the mental balance, wherein the wil power, which a few short momenl before was as adamant in its revu sion of liquor, is now reversed In ii -esistible unreasoning desire. Th characteristics of this phenomeno are its sudden appearance, its equall abrupt exit, and the fearful agonic of remorse and mental torture th* follow in its wake. On subsidence ( the attack the sufferer loathes tls Koto rtHrtr nf H/innr nnd nnflflpfl 1ml Intervals of time in black but happ total abstinence. "Periodic dips< mania" is, more often th$n not, th result of severe emotional disturt ances.?John C. Earl. Ammunition For Temperance Sei mons. 1. The Business Men's Associi tlon, of Creston, Iowa, reports ths out of 100 mer who pay their bil promptly, #only three are drinkin men. 2. Three years' prohibition i Union County, S. C., decreased drunl enness fifty -per cent, and increase the valuation of property $2,000,00' . 3. The true temperance method one of education and elimination, educates the people and elimiaati the saloon; A m*. - - try + x ue laics', auuniuu w hibition column, from the large citie is Worcester, Mass., with a populi tion of over 143,000. 5. Many thousands of ' dollar worth of opium pipes have been pul licly burned in China of late. "T1 smoke of these fires of freedom an reform will perfume the world." 6. Science once said: "Let tl fittest survive." The church oi Chri says: "Fit as many to survive i possible." 7. The wettest county in We Virginia has fifty-two more prisone: in the penitentiary than the thirt; two dry counties combined. 8. No city or colony, or land cor pany, or manufacturing plant, or ar other place in civilization ever adve tises liquor saloons as among its ai vantages when seeking to attract pe i pie to their neighborhood. 9. Good saloons and bad hai | alike only one product?debased ma: hood, ruined families and increase I vice and crime. 10. We have never found a saloc where whisky would not make a mi drunk, or one that would not send i patron out to make a fool of himsel or one that would not send a mz i home to terrorize his family. 11. In four weeks of enforcemei j of the Sunday closing law in Newar 1 N. J., Monday's deposits of the wor I ingmen in four banks increased $51 000. A Good Substitute. The day after the saloon had close at Howell, Mich., recently, in comp] ance with the mandate of the peop expressed at the polls, and the dra; had hauled out and away the stocl of liquors, a revival broke out unai Evangelist Joel A. Smith; nearly fi ty were converted the first day, ai 150 within a week. Pretty good su stitute for the saloon, isn't it? Slow Growth. The fruit of education is always i slow growth. But into the life of tl man and the woman who have be< taught the truth revealed by sciem about alcoholic drinks, there com' an influence which, consciously < I not, must modify and change, to ! certain degree, their, attitude towai the use of intoxicants. Blood Money. Saloon license money is bloc I money. It comes from the agoni< I and tears, the want and misery i | women and children. The cry for ! as a means of support of either go i ernment or schools is to throw tl burden of these upon the sorrows ar woes of the helpless. It is as cowan ly as it is cruel. The Saloon in Politics. Theodore Roosevelt, when Polii i Commissioner of the city of Ne I York, said: "The most poweriui b loonkeeper controlled the politiciai j and the police, while the latter i turn terrorized and blackmailed a other saloonkeepers. If the America I people do not control it, it will co: trol them.'' South Carolina Next in Line. The next election for Governor i South Carolina will be fought on tl issues of State-wido prohibition. Bars Women. The criminal code which went ini effect on June 1 in Washington pr< hibits women from entering saloon and makes it a misdemeanor for tl owner or employe of any drinking s; loon or music hall, where liquors ai sold, to knowingly permit to enti such saloon or scjll cr give away ai intoxicating liquors to any fema person. Returns from 15 0 cities and vi lages of Nebraska show that eight two of them voted license and sixt eight no-license, in the recent ele lions. . i The Sunday?School ! INTERNATIONAL LESSON COMMENTS FOR NOVEMBER 7. Subject: Paul a Prisoner?The Shipwreck, Acts 27:2-28, 10?GoI? den Text: Ps. 34:22?Commit v. 3- Verses 28, 0, 10?Commentary. TIME.?A. D. 60 or 61. q PLACE.?Malta. ? EXPOSITION.?I. God's Promise _ Fulfilled, 39-44. It was a glad raoe ment when day broke (cf. v. 29, R. d V. margin), but there were still un[C certainties and perils before them, d But there was no longer any occasion it or excuse for anxiety?they had God's i. sure word of promise that not one life y should be lost or any person Injured d | in the slightest degree (vs. 24, 25, i- 34), and part of the prediction was already being fulflled before their )1 eyes (cf. v. 26). Every step they [t took and everything that occurred it was in exact fulfillment of what God n had said (v. 22). One heart was per- r t. fectly calm (cf. y. 25; Is. 26:3). In > the- soldiers' counsel to kill the prisr 3. oners we have a striking illustration )f of the brutalizing 'tendency of the ,e military life. They had just escaped i. from extreme peril themselves, and that, t<*>, through one of the prison* . lt ers, and now they would turn around v. and kill all the prisoners, Paul inig eluded. The brutal ingratitude of s. these soldiers toward Paul is nothe. ing to the great ingratitude of the e- masses of men to-day toward Paul's Master. . They owe their safety for * " time and eternity to Him, yet they are willing to turn upon Kim at any c_ moment. But the centurion proved, jf true, and all the prisoners were saved j. for Paul's sake. It did seem as if s some of these 276 persons must be *j_ lost, but God had given His gu5?/anr_ tee that "there shall be no loss of 0 | &UJ b man o lilt; cmuvufe ;vu| im*u n God's Word is sure no matter bow the y breakers dash and how the ship goes jg to pieces. God's promises,-were fulit filled to the very letter and always nf will be. ,e It Paul, the Prisoner, Became g Paul, the Mighty Worker, 1-10. The ,y promise of God when made did seem )- quite impossible of fulfillment, but ie God had kept it to the very letter. ). God makes all things and all persons minister to His faithful servants (cf. Rom. 8:28). The storm had swept > ^ Par* "a toward his definitely appointed destination. The shipwreck bad given him ascendancy over sol i- diers, sailors ana omcers, ana now m it these unknown foreigners minister ?H Is abundantly to bis needs. Paul was & H g great man ? the world's greatest H preacher, greatest missionary, greatest I n reformer, greatest philosopher, great* H i- est man of letters, but Paul was not H d above picking up sticks for the fire on H 3. a wet day if that was the work at H is hand (cf. Matt. 20:28). The spirit H| It of service was woven into the very H 28 warp and jwoof of Paul's being, and H if there was nothing for him to do to H o- help his fellow-men but pick up sticks H s, he would do that. It was very un- I a- dignified, but it was very Christlike H (John 13:5-15). Tbe first result of H s* his humility appeared discouraging H t>-. (vs. 3, 4). It seems as if he must H ie perish, the victim of his own impu- M id dent superserviceableness, but it did H not turn out that way. It did add H ie another to the many things that Panl H st endured for his Master (cf. 2 Cor. 11: H| is 23, 27), but it also turned out to the H furtherance of the Go&pel. It gave H st Paul an approach to the inhabitants jfl rs of Malta and afforded a testimony to H y- the truth of Christ's promise and B God's protecting care. Ttfese barba- H a- riacs were very ignorant and super- H ly stitious people (v. 4), but are the r- judgments of many educated and pro- R| d- fessedly Christian people to-day any IB o- more just? Paul seems to have been very calm about the whole matter (v. H ?e 5). No viper, nor even the old SJer- H a- pent himself, could kill him before B ?d he reached Rome and gave his testl- H mony. V. 6 shows how little value is BD )e to be attached to public opinion; a H in few moments atro Paul was a "mur ts derer," and now he is "a god." And H f, both opinions were equally wide of H m the mark. Unhappy is the man who H depends upon public opinion for his H at comfort. Happy Is the man who H k, I seeks simply to approve himself to H k- the unchanging mind of God (Gal. lr H 10; Heb. 11:5). It was a fortunate H| thing for the household of Publics H that "Paul entered in." A man who knows God, and has power with God, is a greater blessing in any household id in times of sickness and need than li- all the physicians of earth. Paul was^^B le ready for any sort of service; if peoys < pie were cold, he was ready to build is Ores; if they were sick, he was ready H| er to pray and heal. He knew how to H f- pray so as to get what he asked. id Fever and dystenery are stubborn b- ! complaints, but they are no match | for the prayers of a man like Paul. H| > The hand that had been so recently | delivered from the venomous viper of | was a good hand to lay upon the bodie j Tes of another that was in the ser;n pent's power (cf. Mark 16:18). When ?e .t.p man is actually healed, he is a es living testimony to God's healing or power and others will come and be a .Mired. So when one is actually and |9 visibly saved, others v * come for salvation and/ be saved. M'he power H| Df Christ is its own best advertisement. >d " ?? es The Family. Bfl I* Through the family and the home II VT_ most of the good has come to the ' world. The State began wltr> ie ramd ily, religion had its first expression MB j in the family ancestral worship.? HI Rev. Jnbr- I.. Elliott. U _ _______ % Fifty-Day Fast Cures His Illness. Hj :e William H. Maire, a Cleveland man SB w row in Battle Creek, Mich., has coma" pleted a fast of fifty and one-half 18 days. Maire lost forty pounds during that time. He drank filtered 11 water. Maire says that the first eight LD days of the fast were trying, but IB D" after that he experienced little incon- Wgt venience. Upon breaking his faat Maire drank a teaspoonful of milk. His second and third meals consisted B| of of two and three teaspoonfuls of milk ie respectively. Stomach trouble, which physicians were unable to diagnose, H| impelled Maire to try fasting as a cure. He says he is now in perfect to health. c- M Less Gold From Australia. *e Over-sea shipments of gold bullion H| " from Melbourne, Sydney, Adelaide, ' Fremantle and Albany from January |B " 1 to June 25 aggregated $15,690,364,^8 against S30.628.S58 during the same 16 period of 1908. .K Destroyed His Works. v- James D. Smillie, the artist, prc^B y. vided in his will for the destruction c- of his works which lacked merit. MJ