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oqoqooooooqooooooooooqqo c: oooooooooooooooccx5cooooccx ooo ooo 11 the || hoi j wog8?^?ooc?o?Boooo8o?o?oc IStheI is osobqobooooocogoqoo^oooooo gopooccooocgooogc?coooc^o S 008808^^^8 ^ flt/ pj CHAI*TER VII. 10 m Continued. io "No? Trevor did not tell you, p< when you fled with him, that he had fc just beggared his best friend? - His m was a double offense, madame?he carried in his flight John Hatton's money, and Georga St. George's .wife!" ^ She writhed. "But the law gave you a speedy ? release from me." "Yes, and I am grateful to uie OI law!" ai Perhaps she had hoped for a softer j answer. She broke out passionately: "Would to God you had followed " and killed us both when your anger was new!" "I should have done so, but for the tc message you left me, saying that gj Trevor meant to marry you as soon as you were free. For Basil's sake, 1 wished him to live and marry you. He did marry you, and that was well. But, rest assured, I shall yet kill him. r For five years I have kept myself ino 11 V*la mnromonf? TTp I A U1111C U \JL au u4o amwvvmvm^.. _j. wiil never go so far that I cannot find m him. Our reckoning day has been Q( delayed?but only delayed?bear that In mind." p] A bitter laugh escaped her. le "You cannot disturb me by threats against Philip Trevor. God knows , my love for him died long ago, but jn the punishment that followed it still QI continues. I am kept on this rock alone with a man that I now fear and loathe?a half-mad tyrant, whose slave I am. And my sin is ever before me. I am thinking continually <of you?of Basil?cf my fallen estate. j.( Oh, my God!." She clutched des- us perately at her throat. "Why do 1 si talk like this? That which i3 past e; is past! We must not stand here longer?sinister eyes are watching j,] \ everywhere. We shall be discovered. , His servants dog my steps?keep me under constant espionage. Tell me, j St. George, have I melted you to pity? Will you take me to Watch- as haven with you to-night?will you deliver me from Deadman's Island and the man who rules it?" He stood like stone. This woman had once borne his name?she had deserted and dishonored him. He ge had cast her out of his heart, and the law had freed him from her, but her ' appeal did not leave him unmoved. "Are you ready?" lie asuec, at last, i * "Yes." f0 "Do you wish to take anything with ^ you ?" . , li; "No," she shuddered, "let all his jf ?ifts to me perish with him!" b< "Edith!" St. George spoke with sudden, grim decision. "I know of one way?the best of all!?by which k, I. can free you forever from Philip Trevor. It is high time, I think, that <j>, I employed it. Where can I find the ta man to-night?" nj She grasped his arm nervously. "You must not! He is sick?in is bed. Would you kill even your worst p enemy in that condition?" "I would kill him wherever I saw sj. him, Edith. There is also another person to be remembered?Miss Hat- w ton. She, too, may need assistance j <?] in leaving this island!" g] T'ViimnormAflf thnucVit in "JVTr<i I Trevor's mind was her own escape. j3 She cried out in alarm: " "If you wait for all this, I am lost! a] i I did net call you here to settle old I scores with Trevor, or to help Miss <5, Hatton, but to save ms?Basil's mother! Will Philip Trevor and his eervants make no resistance? Will ei they permit me to go peaceably away te with you? Never! If you are to take me from Deadman's, it must be e] by stealth, and immediately! When once I am in Watchhaven, you can return and do as you will here." p] He did not seem much pleased, jy While he hesitated, she gave a sud- p. den start. "Hark! I hear footsteps, she ^ said. "Some cne is spying upon us! tr and look! the moon is rising?we shall be seen from the pier. Last night I dreamed I was dead, and M Philip Trevor was digging my grave g? on this very beach." "You are hysterical," said St. ^ George, sharply. "Very well, since you will have it so, I will first make j( sure of your safety. No doubt it is best that I should not Imperil that j. by any consideration for Miss Hatton." * He turned to make for his boat. ^ At the same moment, the moon broke ^ like a great lamp from a bank of eastern clouds, Deadman's Island emerged from darkness and was t( bathed in a sudden flood of light. Then it was that Jacqueline, invol- ^ untary listener in the cleft of rock, ~Q, heard a rattling of pebbles overneadand looking up, she saw Joe Raby, the skipper, leaning over the granite verge above hor, like a wild beast . ready to spring. The moon shone on the gold rings in his ears, and the red handkerchief, knotted like a gallow's u, noose about his brawny throat. He s held a pistol in one hand, and his ? wicked eyes were fixed on the man and woman there on the beach be- u low. "Stop, Mrs. Trevor!" he called. j The unhappy lady anew the voice. * A shriek rose to her lips, but was jr promptly smothered, for Peter of the cross eyes had leaped nimbly from the shadow of the flinty boulders and flung a sailcloth over her head. St. ^ George, in the act of pushing off his d boat, wheeled about and rushed like a a whirlwind on Peter. c "Shoot, Joe!'' shouted the man of tthe crooked eyes ? "shoot, my hearty!" h The skipper's pistol cracked. As e the skipper himself sprang down to i' aid his comrade, a loose fragment of I' vock, set in motion by his heavy foot, ^ loppled forward with him and dropped into the cleft where Jacque- r N. ' iine crouched, aghast. The round s ^ X aioon, the sea, the beach with the g L j< >OQOOpCOQOOOOOOOOQOOCQ?# J 5oocooocooooo5oooooooo a JSElONli ; ooo ooo JOOCCCOOCOOOQCOOOOOOOO e 3CCCOCOOOOOOOOOOOOCOOO iLANDifp! : OCCOCQOOCOOCX>OCOOOQOgO COOOOOCOOOCOOOOCCCPQOQ V. gg PIERCE. oSggoBSoOOO J t coooo8coo8Sc88o8ocoo8ott f id several days ago." t He avoided her wistful look, and 1: ith forced lightness answered: r "Quite so?of course. But in that c imote region the mails are sure to r } irregular, and storms abound, cut- s ng off proper communications. You ust not fret; I am sure there is no y jed." a That Doris was fretting seemed \ ain enough. Her pallor, her list- s ss attitude, betokened a mind full \ apprehension. f "Oh!" she broke forth, with a sob i i her voice, "why did I let Jac go f 1 such an errand? Above all, why \ d I not go with her?" t Teddy surveyed the flower face and u ender delicacy of the girl, and t owned. t "It's a good thing you were left at y )me," he answered, bluntly. "Let p 5 be patient, Miss Hatton. your i; s.ter is able to take care of herself, r ren in Philip Trevor's house." Doris made a petulant movement, j his quiet, good-natured Teddy was ten trying. e "Mr. Craven, you do not know how o love Jac!" " t "I think I do; I love her myself. I iked her to marry me before she e arted for Deadman's, but she re- h ised, point blank." Doris opened wide her violet eyes, h "Jacqueline? Is it possible?. She e jver .told me. She is so strong and ilf-reliant?so different from other omen, I hardly think she could love o lybody in that way. I am sorry for s )u, Mr. Craven, I am, indeed!" t "Thank you, heartily. I am sorry l; r myself," replied Teddy, in a cheer- " il tone. "Of course, I was mad to r ft my eyes to your sister, for even p I had won her love, there was that fc ?tween us which she would never '' ive forgotten or forgiven." "S "What do you mean?" said Doris, y aitting her ivory brews. s "Don't ask me," stammered poor r eddy. "I. really can't explain, but ,ka my word for it, please. I recog- ] ize your sister's strength and su- * ;ricrity, and so I say again that she -v able to hold her own, even against s bilip Trevor." "You do net know Philip Trevor," n'vprprf Dnris. c "Do, I not?" said the young man, ith a spark of fire in his quiet eyes. Pardon me, Miss Hatton, you err reatly." "What!" cried Deris, aroused at ,st to curiosity, and turning her right gaze full upon him, "have you iy acquaintance with that man?" "It was once my misfortune to enure some hard things at his hands." Doris beamed sudden sy_ipathy. "Why, then, we are fellow-suffer s", and as such, we ought to be betir friends than ever, Mr. Craven." Teddy wiped the moisture of mis y from his forehead. "Good Heaven! you might think Lherwise, if the matter was fully exlained to you. But don't mind me, ;iss Hatton. Here are the evening apers. Wouldn't you like to look lem over, while I go and find Miss Ungate? I think she requires some 'iflina eaj*it\no. r\f mo w "X He left the room precipitantly. s "What an odd, incoherent person 'r. Craven is!" thought Doris, as she it down to the reading table and pened the journals he had given her. er eyes swept over the printed col- E mns, and fell, at length, on the c Jllowing lines: t "Wanted?A young lady of intel- g gence and refinement, to amuse for j jveral hours daily an invalid child. t ighest salary. Call Friday m?rning, c etween the hours of 11 and 12, at t 00 Back Bay Avenue." t Twenty minutes later Miss Win- f ate and Craven, entering the parlor ( >gether, found Doris still studying ie advertisement. She laid it before ] [iss Wingate, and spoke into the ( ar trumpet. ? "To T>n+ fhic n cifiTntinn whiph T mav I Basonably hope to fill? Surely I can muse an invalid child? Jacqueline > out in the world, braving all sorts f evils for my sake. Shall I not be p and doing in her absence? Beides, the occupation will be good for le just now; it will keep my Noughts from dwelling too couch pon Jac." S Miss Wingate nodded. "Back Eay Avenue is a highly arisacratic precinct," she said, "and No. 00?Yes, I am confident 1 know that ouse. " 'In the dark j Our fortunes meet us.' Iy dear, it is true that wor? might ivert ycu while you feel such anxiety bout Jacqueline. My brother will ertainly offer objections, but we will i ry to overcome them." 1 With Mr. Wingate's opposition we < sve nothing to do, since it proved of < o avail, for on the following morn- s np, as the clock struck 11, Doris 1 latton stood at the door of 100 Back i tay Avenue. < A footman in livery answered her 3 ing, and ushered her into a hand- ] ome room decorated in white and 1 old, and sccnted with freshly-cut I. LUPTOJS. ??v c S uman figures struggling thereon, a ere blotted instantly from her vis- E * -- ill. i D6 nam HILT UI xuui occmcu i junding her into the dust. She fell t irward on her face, and knew no r ore. r a CHAPTER Vm. c Teddy Craven stepped into the r Ungate parlor, where the evening s is-lcg was burning brightly, and the irtains had just been drawn. b "Any word from Deadman's Isl- a id?" he asked. c Doris, drooping against the mantel s . the melancholy dusk, with sad eyes \ ted on the cheerful log, shook her t >lden head. e "No. What can be the meaning of t ;r silence? Is it not time for me i receive some token of her safety? g ie must have reached Trevor's Isl Dses. A white-haired lady of ma* ;stic presence was writing letters at i Chippendale desk in an alcove, oris, stylish and fair, in a tailor suit nd Virot hat which Jacqueline had ent her from Paris, made known her rrand. "I am Mrs. St. George," said the j rhite-haired dame, "and Jhe invalid . hild is my grandson. Name your ' ualifications and references." I Doris mentioned the Wingates and he clergyman who had long minisered to her in spiritual things. As or qualifications, she confessed that he was without experience. "But I dearly love children," she dded, sweetly, "and perhaps this fact oay count with you." "It does. I will tell you frankly | hat my grandson has exhausted the j esources of the household, and comlelled me to call for outside assist- | .nee. It will be well to take you at ince to the nursery. With Basil ouch depends upon first impresions." She 'pushed aside a portiere of ironze-colored silk, embroidered with , long flight of golden storks, and onducted Doris up a splendid carved tairway, lighted by a stained glass window. As they reached a door at he top an appalling din reached thenars?shrieks and yells, the noise o? hings hurled right and left. "Basil is at his usual gambols!" 0 ;roaned Mrs. St. George. ^ She pushed back the door, and the a wo stepped into a handsome, sun- f It nursery. The cries ceased ab- t uptly, and a furious, fantastic little bject, that was flying round the v oom like a .top gone mad, came to a li udden halt in .the centre of the floor. Doris saw a child of six or seven ^ ears, diminutive in body, and with c . cruel hump between his shoulders, a rhich shortened still further his j( tature. He was dressed in black fc elvet, and over his point-lace collar t en a crop 01 iiiick naxeii curjs iuai c ialf concealed his deformity..' His f ace was a long oval, deadly pale, and v pith little of the childhood in it, save he big violet eyes, beautifully set | ? inder well-arched brows. At the en- c ranee of Mrs. St. George and Doris r he child stared and frowned, and a s rhite-capped woman who had been s lursuing him with a vial and spoon ^ d hand uttered an exclamation of e elief. "What is the matter, nurse?" said ? Irs. St. George, wearily. fi "Master Basil will not take his aedicine," answered nurse, in a voice v f despair. "I've been coaxing him j his half hour." a "Pray for more patience. Nobody 1 ver conquered this child in a half our." i _ "But I'm black and blue with th6 g :icks he's given me, ma'am. He does jlothing but screech for his papa." v Mrs. St. George turned to Doris. c "Unfortunately, Basil's father is ut of the city at present, and, in con- c equence, our tasks here are harder a han usual." She extended her fine c ady-hands to the deformed boy. j. Fie! you are behaving very badly, j, ay poor Basil," rihe said, in a t ilaintive tone. "You quite break my s leart! Sometimes I ask myself: 1 Why should medicine be given you? Vhy should we try so hard to keep ou alive, poor dear?' Come, now, 1 peak to this lady, who is waiting to ? oake your acquaintance." Basil, looking like an enraged gob- a in, his flaxen curls dishevelled, his I c vhole misshapen body breathing prath and defiance, scowled and an- ! wered: , ( "Who is she?" ,c Doris secured vial and spoon, and ' J miling her sweetest, said: , I ? "Take your medicine, and I will , ell you who I am and why I am iere." She was hardly more than a child lerself, and the charm of her face j md manner seemed to move the boy. T lis little, pinched countenance ex- ( iressed sudden curiosity. Doris drew r tearer to him, softly persuasive, and f n a twinkling .the medicine was ( toured and the child had swallowed a ] "Well done!" said Mrs. St. George, eebly. "You have scored the first rictory that has been won over Basil ince my son's departure. George mght?yes, he really ought?to carry he child with him wherever he goes, or Basil loves nothing on earth but lis father Miss Hatton, my nerves ire weak, and I confess my grandson [uite frightens me. I will now leave 'ou to cultivate bis acquaintance, fou will find me in the room below tairs." To be Continued. Cosmopolitan University. Statistics of the University of Pennsylvania show that it has the most :osmopolitan student body in its hisory. It has drawn more than 1500 itudents from places other than withn the borders of Pennsylvania; of "U/\?*n OCA ?* ?? fnro?crn PrtllTltHpfi. uuoc *j u v mo win w )f which sixty-two are from British erritories; forty-seven from Europe, hirty-three from China and Japan, ifteen from the foreign possessions >f the United States, and ninetysight from Latin American countries* The Latin Americans come from .wenty-one countries and represent it least sixty different towns. Machine Made. "What is this?" The boss proofreader frowned hor ibly. 1 "This word in the middle of the i sentence." ! " 'ppier'?" "Explain." "That?" The jocular compositor regarded :he matter closely. ( "That is the pied 'piper.'" , Smiling serenely over his pleasant- j ry, he returned to the linotype.? r uca. Hudson Tunnel's Odor. "We are approaching the entrance . :o the Hudson tunnel," he said, as j hey walked along Sixth avenue. "How | io I know? There is a peculiar odor | gas that emanates from the Hud- I son tunnel that is ail its own. It has ! :he subway beaten hollow. There's ' nothing like it. I don't know wheth- ' jr it is because it goes Uu?er the j Hudson River or that the Hoboken ( people talk so much, or because they iis.ve 404 saloons over there."?New ( i'ork Press. i for my dally rarjge Ml \vVtf&noq& Mi<? ple^anl- fields JMJ * *i ?t Moly Wrir I mi?br dejpW.^J, , ^r.. ^ ?TcnqyjotbJ * GXJv*- T7-taW, } att. rnn tttat I .Stand for Jesps, Christian, stand, i Take thy place among the brave! i Speak for "Jesus. Christian, speak; \ Tell the world He came to save. Live for Jesus, Christian, live! . Actions are the final test? * ' Not the one who calls Him Lord, But who does His will is blest. < Shine for Jesus, Christian, shine. With a bright and steady light; . Cheering, warming, guiding souls ; Who ire lost in sin's dark night! Sleep in Jesus, Christian, sleep, Wnen the darkening shadows fall! 1 Wake in Jesus, Christian, ;wake, When He comes His saints to call. Rise with Jesus, Christian, rise, When the grave restores its trust! Reign with Jesus, Christian, reign, In the Kingdom of the just. ?James Bryan, in London Christian. | Only a Little JourneyIt was a short journey of an hour t two. The smoky little train rumiled along, stopping at dingy stations, .nd every time it stopped a young ;irl looked up from her novel, yawnng, and found each village drearier han the last. The train passed between fields of rheat. "Just the color to trim my lat with!" thought the girl. "Wheat," said the man in front of ler to his seat-mate, "has gone up a ent a bushel since last week. That's . poor crop." An old man at the back of the car ooked out at the field. His own life, te thought, had been something like hat field, wide spaces of waste land; impty; and here and there a little eeble crop. But the great Reapei zould be merciful in judgment. The sun went down in a red glo'W if splendor, and one of two starfl ame out in the gray overhead. The ?ld man had so long been used to efer every sight and sound to his un? een Father that the crimson clouds eemed to him only a curtain witlj rhich He had screened His pres-1 mce. "He sets the stars in their places is on the first night," he thoughti 'He that watches Aver us neither lumbers nor sleeps." The wheat-dealer observed that ij ras a fine night, and the young girl erked down the shade imnatiently md asked the torakeman to turn up he wick of the kerosene lamp. At the nest station a man lumbered nto the car and sat down. He waa agged and pale. There was a stale mell of whisky about him, but the loor sot was sober just now. He rinced when the wheat-dealer hastily hanged his seat. The young woman, too, told the onductor sharply that he should not illow such people to come aboard a ar in which there were ladies. The old farmer on the back seat lad been thinking of his Master, Who lad sent him into the world to work; hinking, too, that the time was hort, and wondering what He would lave him to do now. When he saw the friendless drunktrd, therefore, he thought, "There is he neit duty." And when the train topped the miserable fellow arose to eave the car, the old man followed lim, and taking him cordially by the irm, walked away with him, talking herfully as to a friend. In th^ journey of life, as in Saul's ourney to Damascus, a light from Jod shines round about us all. Some if us, like Saul's companions, think inly that it thunders. But others, Ike the apostle, understand, and 'are not disobedient to the heavenly rision." 1 / A Long Night Vigil. Just out of Boston, says an uncnown writer, a young girl came to ne and asked: "Do you believe that Jod would save by brother, if my nother and I should pray all night or him?" .1 told her that I believed Jod had put the question in her mind, tnd that I would advise her to put iim to the test. She told me afterwards that they eturned from the meeting about ten >'clock, and that they began their >rayer at that hour. They continued n prayer until midnight, and until j wo o'clock, and almost three. Then, ' >elieving God had heard and would inonrni* tliav nrorf frv oIodti 'I bAJtDVTVsA} tuv; TT WUb VV/ OlVV^i ' To my certain knowledge that 'oung man had not before that been vithin four miles of the place of neeting; but the next night, with lever a word spoken to him, he waa , n the meeting, and at the first op-, >ortunity he arose and said: "I wish ' ou would pray for me. I have been leeply convicted of sin, and all last light I felt the greatest desire to be i Christian." The young man was inverted that night, and has since ieen a constant member of the :hurch. Obey the Spirit. You little think how much the life >f all your graces depends upon your eady and cordial obedience to the Spirit. When the Spirit urgeth thee o secret prayer, and thou refusest | Jbedlence; when He forbids thee a mown transgression, and thc/u wilt ^o on; when He telleth thee which is ;he way and which not, and thou wilt lot regard, no wonder if Heaven and :hy -oul be strange.?Richard Baser. Constructive Forces. There are certain great constructive rorces operating in the lives of all men, and it is not always easy to unierstand what they are.?Rev. Luther B. Wilson. \ ,, Vitality's Substitutes. When we try to make organization, or social service, or theology, the substitute for vitality, rather than its expression. we ignominiously fail.? Rev. Lynn H. Hough. Miss Elkins VFM Marry. The Petit Parisien's Milan correspondent learns from a member of he court well acquainted with the Duke of the Abruzzi that the duke is n constant correspondence with Miss Catherine Elkins, and will shortly be promoted to rear-admiral, soon after .vhich his marriage with Miss Elkins .vill be celebrated. The correspondent adds that the religious difliculty las been solved, and that Miss Elkins vill enter the Catholic Church. It is inderstood that 3he will be raised to :he rank of princess at the first favorible opportunity. j, - ' * ' I ' Vt : v rHE TEMPERANCE PROPAGANDA CONCERTED ATTACK ON DRINK 1 WINNING ALL ALONG LINE. Prohibition vs. Perpetuation. In relation to the drink trade, as In relation to every other evil, there are lust two main classes of people, viz., ( :he prohibitionists and the perpetua- ' Lionists. The former class embraces the greater portion of our population, although many of them have not yet sommitteu inemsei>es su tumpicvcv to the Idea of prohibition aa to vote i party ticket, or possibly even to acknowledge that they are prohibi- 1 tionists. t There are very few people, how- i ever, who do not believe in some de? 1 gree of prohibition. Even the license advocates would prohibit sales to ! minors, confirmed drunkards and at unseemly hours. They would also restrict license to one year at a time. , They are therefore partial prohibitionists. The perpetuationists pure and sim- i pie are the manufacturers and sellers, with the confirmed sots, the tipplers and their sympathizers. These are ' they who demand the abiding saloon, i The prohibitionists are ^reformers, and the genuine reformers are always i prohibitionists. It was through prohibition that slavery was abolished. The aboli- , tionists were the party agitators. i It was prohibition that abolished the Louisiana lottery, race track gambling in New York, polygamy in Utah, and such like. Perpetuationists ; never prohibit. x i Somebody says that "the first prohibitory law was passed in the Garden : of Eden," and the second was dropped | i down on Mt. Sinai: "Thou shalt not." . T?u nmliihifnrv ljfrWCj ATA I x lie laicsc vuiw??.vi ^ ?? those just entered upon the civil statute books. All laws that are worth anything are prohibitory In their nature and the men who enact them are to that extent prohibitionists. Society cannot get along without thus recognizing the prohibitory , principle. Our pure food lawg are prohibitory! Society is waking up to the idea of doing away with stuff that hurts people. They will prohibit all saloon stuff sooner or later. There is one liquid on earth that will quench thirst. There is plenty of it, and it can be kept pure. None of the artificial drinks can compare with It. And by and by all beverages that tend to injure boys and unmake men will be put under the ban. Cold water is good enough for anybody.? Michigan Christian Advocate. A Portal to Shame. s Many saloons are iu close connection with bouses of assignation, while others are well-known rendezvous for prostitutes, and have a distinct patronage on that account. Through their portals the young and innocent are enticed into a life of shame. What other institution raises its hand with such, desecrating effect against the sanctity of the Sabbath and ithe sanctuary of tbe Lord? Qod decreed the Sunday to be a day of rest and worship; the saloon makes it a day of riotous drinking and biasnf thf> doctrines and practices of religion. "The back door of the saloon on a Sabbath morning admits the law-breaker, the inebriate, men who commit the crimes and the sins?who degrade public morals, who desecrate divine ordinances, who pollute also the virtue and happiness of the home." From whatever point of view, ] therefore, we examine the saloon we . cannot escape the conclusion that Its influence is bad, almost irredeemably so. As an institution it is a menace to society in every sense of the word. Against this monster evil?the American Saloon System?what can the Catholic Church do if she is loyal to her professed principles but raise her hand in opposition and put herself on record as an unswerving antagonist? ! She has always regarded intemper- I ance as so serious a sin that it ex- j eludes from Heaven those -.7ho are guilty of it. Hence she looks upon tho saloon?the foster parent of drunkenness, the nursery of intern-1 perance?as one.of her greatest foes. | a barrier to the operation of divine j grace in human souls, an arch enemy i with whom there can be no semblance I of a compromise.?l.ev. James M. | Reardon. ' i A Change of Mind. with a fellow teeto?aler, Sir Wilfrid's j Lawson that well illustrates that j ready wit for which he is so justly j famous. When engaged in a conversation with a fellow teetotaler, Sir iWlfrfd's companion took occasion to denounce the practice of christening vessels with champagne prior to their launch. MI don't know that I altogether agree J with you," replied Sir Wilfrid; "for to my mind there is a good temperance lesson to be found in it." "How can that be?" asked his companion. "Well," replied Sir Wilfrid, "it is noticeable that directly after her first taste of wine the ship takes | to water and sticks to it ever after." The Daughters of Tcmperance. This is the name of a new organization about to be formed by some Roman Catholic women in Chicago. The social ostracism of all Catholic women wno inauige even iu ? mass, : or who serve wine at dinners, is to be j attempted. The Kaiser's Teetotal Chauffeurs. All the drivers of the Kaiser's motor cars before their appointment are required to bind themselves not to touch a drop of alcohol, whether on or off duty, so long as they are in His Majesty's service. Temperancc Notes. Drink takes the edge off a man.? Sir Thomas Whittaker, M. P. With the reverence for, but not ' worship of the past, with faces toward the future, we advance upon , this problem with determination to solve it and to solve it right.?Hon. j G. F. Cotterill, United States. Tho chief nnrnnse of the time la to relieve economic conditions, of i which the chief evil is the abuse of spiritous liquors.?The German Chancellor's Message. Delivered by Drs. i Strauss and Torney, Germany. The Sunday saloon looms up as one ' of the most menacing evils with which the American citizen is confronted. The saloon never elevated any man. but rather its influence for years ha3 tended to drag men down, and there is no man in this country who is bet- , ter for the open Sunday saloon. During the year ending May 31, j 1909, the British Temperance League, celebrating its seventy-fifth year ot I continuous service, carried out 1220 meetings, with an estimated attend anco of 31S,000 persons in me lowxib and villages of the twenty-nine ccuu* ties. ^ 'l' ;'v''r 'ij x* ^ \ . . .. ?; . :: The If Sunday=School INTERNATIONAL LESSON COM- \ MENTS FOR DECEMBER 12. Subject: Paul's Last Words, 2 Tim. ~ 4:1-18?Golden Text: Phil. Is L 21?Commit Verses C-8?'Coma: mentary on the Lesson. Di TIME.?A. I). 67-68. 01 PLACE.?Rome. EXPOSITION.?I. Paul's Last Charge to Timothy, 1-8. This is a most solemn charge both in its form and in its contents. The fact that Christ is coming again to judge both the living and the dead is a mighty Incentive to faithful work.- The key- ? note of Paul's charge is found in the three last words of v. 5, R. V. Paul ir gives Timothy four reason for fulfillIng his ministry: (1) v. 1; (2) v. C; *j (3) vs. 3-5; (4) vs. 17, 18;. in tne r closlng verses of the third chapter I Paul has urged Timothy to study the ? word, he now urges him to preach it. The word alone has power to save, to , convict, to regenerate', to edify, to ? comfort, to cleanse, to do all that every man most needs to have done (cf. Acts 2:37; 1 Pet. 1:23; 2:2; Jas. * 1:21; Acts 20:32; Ps. 119:9, 11; 1 Jno. 15:3), therefore the word Is the -r only thing any man can afford' to g preach. The word should be preached jj with energy at every possible oppor- rJ tunity, "in season, out of season." u Every form of earnest preaching should be made use of, reproof, re- r buke, exhortation. But no matter ^ how stern the reproof that is demand- _ ed, It should always be "with all long ? suffering," and with teaching. The T reason why we should make the best c use of every opportunity is, because r there is a time coming -when they will r not endure the sound doctrine. The j time Paul speaks of has already come with many. "Itching ears" are ears that desire to be tickled with r some new teaching, ears that never want to hear the old,'no matter how | true and precious it is, but are ever T running after the new, no matter t how false and foolish it is (Acts 17: j 21). TJie world is governed by its ] lusts, and demands "teachers after c J v their own lusts." These teacners c never satisfy the real craving of the heart, so they "heap them up." What a picture this is of our own times. In view of the grievous character of the time the follower of Christ should he "sober" (clear headed and wakeful) "in all things." It is not a time to seek easy places, but to "suffer hardship," to do the work of an evangelist (constantly tell the glad tidings oif salvation in Christ), to "fulfill" our ministry (make full use of It). Paul appeals to the fact that bis own earthly ministry was so near ended to stir up Timothy to harder effort. The fact that the great workers of the past are falling out of the ranks should stir every one of us to more earnest effort. Paul had poured his life out for Christ and His people, so he compares himself to a drink offering that is being poured out (R. V., Marg.; cf. Phil. 2:17, R. V.). He also compares his departure from this world to a vessel loosing its moorings and putting out to sea. He we? sailing to a better port (Phil. 1: 23, R. V.). In v. 8 the Christian life is compared to a fight, a race, and to a sacred trust'of "faith" to be kept. Looking at the Christian life in each aspect, Paul could say "I have been faithful." We live in a day when but few are willing to fight, or to run, and fAT*r non a a xr i4T Vi avo l?pnt tJlA ] faith." The many are willing to give It up ^t the demand of the first plau- 1 sible speaker who assures them that 3 "all the scholars have now given up ! this old fashioned doctrine" (cf. Jude 1 3, R. V.). Paul turns his eyes from 1 the past to the future, from what he ' had done to what he should receive, a ( crown that would more than compen- ! sate for all the hard fighting and 1 painful running. , The Lord Himself would bestow the crown "at that day," i. e., at His appearing (cf. Matt. 16:27). That crown is only for one class of people, "them that love His appearing." II. Paul Deserted by Man. Defended by the Lord, 16-18. Paul was one of the loneliest men that ever walked the earth. Like his Master he was deserted by all men in the hour of his deepest need (cf. Matt. 26:56). It was a cowardly act on noft r\t Me frionHs hilt. Pfl.ul fnr- ! gave them and prayed God that He might forgive them. But though deserted by men Paul was not deserted ?"the Lord stood with" him. That was enough (cf. Rom. 8:31). Better to have all men forsake us and the Lord with us, than to have all men with us and the Lord forsake us. One can stand anywhere if only the Lord stands with him The Lord not only stood with Paul but strengthened Paul to stand himself. The Lord'a ' purpose in strengthening Paul to stand was that "the message might be fully proclaimed" (R. V.). The Lord desired that all the Gentiles might hear. Paul was in danger of being thrown to the lions, but the Lord delivered him out of the mouth of the lions. As the Lord had already delivered him from peril in the past, he had every confidence that God would deliver him in the future from every evil work. With a heart full of gratitude he ascribed glory to God "unto the ages of the ages." Ultimate End of Sin. Sin never attains its ultimate end until it produces agony for some person.?Rev. James E. McConnell. Eeyond Our Expectation. God always goes beyond the expectation of His people in fulfilling His promises.?Rev. J. Henry Ilaslam. De la Veaga Will Contest. The De la Veaga will contest, involving an estate valued at $2,000,000. has begun in the Superior Court at San Francisco, Cal. Miss Marie Conception de la Veaga, a member of ' one of the oldest Spanish families in i California, died recently in Spain, < leaving the bulk of her estate to her sister. Mrs. Maria Josefa Cebrian, of San Francisco, and only $80,000 to her brother, Miguel A. de la Veaga, who is contesting. Russian Fair to Travel by Sea. The floating Russian Exposition leaving Odessa in November to advertise Russian productions in the near East, will be on one of the best steamTi -ill ?rvi^T.cr ntlior nJarps. I ers. it win vian, auiuug, ovuw. 1- ?w Varna, Constantinople. Smyrna, MerFina, Aloxandretta. Tripolis, Beyrut, Port Said, Alexandria, Piraeus and Saloniki. i Prelates For America. Roman Catholic Church authorities at Rome, Italy, are considering the I appointment of a number of new pre- ] tates in America and the creation , new dioceses. .. i I The Pui/o/t\ I , A SERMON ' ^g??fcA H ?v t-Jta nn/L1 wv H ' i ? ?+4) An inspiring sermon written in thf? Holy, and, by the former pastor of the Irving quare Presbyterian Church, a present jsociate pastor with Rev. J. Watson Han*, an, D. D., of the Mew York Avenue Meth ' list Episcopal Church, Brooklyn, N. IT. ; ? .. ? Topic: BETHLEHEM. " T. J> ???? ,i Matt. 2:1: "Bethlehem of Judea."*! T}he gospel record is dual. Twpf vangelists, Matthew and Lake, bean sstimony to .the holy borriing. Iu' tethlehem of Judea?it is still Beit ?ahm, "the place of food," and inhab? %d mostly by Christians^?in contra*' - ? ? ?ti-tJ istinctlon to tnat aetntenem wmcv t in Galilee, occurred the event which.1 ifferentiates distinctive ages and that 3 commemorated until this day. , ^ "And thou Bethlehem, land of' Jtt? ah, art In no wise least among the rlnces of Judah: lor out of thee hall come forth a governor, 'who hall be shepherd of My people srael." i[ jj The scene of a pre-eminent birth", Jethlehem is, as always it has been' ince prophetic days, of interest and! aspiration to those followers of the isen Lord who are privileged to %aze pon It. You reach it from Jerusalem by s oad, which no doubt Joseph -and! lary and Jesus traveled, leading ast the "upper chamber" 'neath the lattlements of the city's southern trail; wells notable with reminiscences if the magi, of David, and of Mary, lear the tomb of Rachel. It iia a trip, lot to be forgotten. A journey iinkng the first and the last days of the sarthly ministry of the Son of the iver living.God, to whose me ana sac* , iflce the world owes such a debt* In the Gospel according to St. JL'nlro lie second chapter and the fourth erse, we read:/" A/id Joseph alao Vent lp from Galilee,-out of the city of} Nazareth, into Judea, to the ?ity ofi David, which is called Bethleheta, bemuse he was of the house and family] )f David." The statement is as concise and as Nearly made as it is geographically! :orrect Nazareth is about KHMJt feet ibove the level of the Mediterranean^ :he highest point in the immediate mvironment is the Jebel es Sikh, .* illl rising to a'height ot 1602c feet md just to the northwest of Nazarsth; Mount Tabor, the moat conspicu>us, as the nearest, mountain. within! i&sy distance of Nazareth, is only); L843 feet above water level_ajt ita ;ummit. The "little town or Betnieiem" is, however, 2550 feet above the surface of the seas. Comment is unlecessary to Indicate the precision of i record -which states that Josephyent UP from Galilee to Bethlehem^ , He went down south, but he went up, j is the traveler must do to-day to go lown. The rise from the plain of VIegiddo, over which of necessity Joseph would have crossed-, to Bethlelem is nearly half a mile. .t; Likewise, with characteristic Biblilal fidelity of description, the story; states that Joseph went up INTO Ju- * lea. Nothing could better mirror th$ Fact. Jerusalem is near the northern* is Hebron commands the southern, border of Judea. But to get to Bethlehem you must goMinto Judea," even* is to arrive at Hartford you must go nArtnonti/mt nr tn rpftrh PefeiH rou must travel into China. Luke also relates that ,"Joseph) went up to the city of David, WHICH rS CALLED BETHLEHEM." The 3tudent of Scripture will rememben Lhat at Jerusalem?in all human'probability on. the site of ancient Mount 5ion on the east hill?there was ? district called "the city of David." It ' Is to differentiate Bethlehem from that region that, no doubt, the Scriptures read "the city called Bethle* hem." . } r. . Here, indeed, Jesus was bom. Among these quiet hills, from the re? freshing western winds of this ra-: diant countryside, the infant Shep^ . herd drew His earliest strength. Ita lineage lent Him access to the best there was in Jewish life; He gave ta the pleasant hamlet imperishable fame. Hither the wise men' came with regal gifts. Out of its laned they went seeking their homelands by another way. From thence Hla parents took Him '"up to Jerusalem* ?it is a double upward journey Dj\ reason of the hiil and valley north of Bethlehem?who was in a dozen years to return to confound sages. Prom thence came forth the "-light for revelation to the Gentiles." Here Con^ stantine built a basilica, remains ofl which exist. Here priests struggle for control of sacred caverns. To this picturesque locality the pilgrima set their ways. ,iy ,( Overlooking the tawdry, forgiving, while regretting, ecclesiastical jeal-i ousies, with toleration for fraudulent} tradition, and with an open mind fon that which bears the marks of hon^ esty, let us also look toward Bethlehem. It is the birthplace of Christ* mnrt mo lectin snnts for thft I uuc ul iac wvai* uiM.jvW?.v Christian in all the world. Without It there would be no Calvary, no EasN er morn, no Pentecost, no living, Christ. ' | And as, at evening, under the ra- ' fliant heaven, we gaze southward! across the fields from the city of HIal i death to the city of His birth, let u? sing: "Oh, little town of Bethlehem How still we see theo lie; Above thy deep ? And dreamless sleep, The silent stars go by." IRA W. HENDERSON. Jerusalem, 1909. ~ Step by Step. "The contemplation of ourselves, It it be not subordinated to the contemplation of Jesus Christ, leads us step by step to our own righteousness, to salvation by works, and thence to pride, If we forget ourselves, or to listlessness and despondency if we see ourselves a3 we are." ?A. Viiiei. Toleration. An immense amount of friction will be saved when we can learn to tolerate one another's idiosyncracies.?< Rev. C. E. Nash. , Impatience. ( Tmnatienre not only strilJS off tfr<J. covering, but lays bare the very quick in all its sensitiveness of nerve.?* Rev. J. 3. Remensnyder. Act Quickly. No man should ever stop to think twice as to whether he could do a generous deed or fulfill his higiier conviction. Personality. , The ultimate fact is a person, the basic principle personality. The mightiest l'orce is the power of per-' sonality. ?