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r t * * * r FACE TWO ■ / L , .. ci / n BARNWELL SENTINEL, BARNWELL, SOUTH CAROLINA \ i 4~ BY BERTRAND W, (Copyright; Little, BroWn ft Co.) ICLAIR .4 fr ill ’ • i ’ \ r C. r CHAPTER XV—Continued. —14— He rolled awny In his car, and Hazel ' watched hi in from the window, a trifle puzzled. She recalled Hill’s remark at luncheon. In the light of Brooks* .. explanation*, she -eould-^-see nothing wrong. On the other hand, she knew Hill Wagstaff was not prone to jump at rash conclusions. If he objected to certain manipulations of the Free Gold Mining company, his objection was likely to he based on substantial grounds. At any rate, she hoped noth ing dlsngreeable would come of It. . So she put the Whole matter out of ker mind. She dressed, and went whole-heartedly about her own affairs. Pinner tlme.wivs drawing close when she returned home. She sat down by a window that overlooked the street to watch for BilL. Sii passed, half-hour chime struck on the mianfel clock, llaze! grew Impatient, petu lant, aggrieved. Pinner would be served In twenty minutes. Still there was ho sign of him. And for lack-of other occupation she went into the hall and got. the evening paper,, which the carrier laid just delivered. .: A startling headline on the .front page stiffened her to scandalized atten tion. Straight across the tops of two columns’* It run, u fucetious caption: ventlonni sears of a rough-and-tumble fight. For n, moment Hazel found her self believing the Ilefald story a pure canard* Hut as he walked across the room her searching gaze discovered that the knuckles of both his hands cursed silence and loneliness. You made this trouble here, not I. I won’t go back to Pine river, or the Klappan. I won’t, I tell you!" Hill stared at her moodily for a eec- tts passage to. the ball. Then a burly expressman shouldered It into bis wagon and drove away. A few minutes after that Bill came In and to3k, a seat facFhg her. “.WharFjue you going-to do, Hazel?” he asked soberly. ./ “Nothing,” she curtly replied. • “Are you going to sit down and fold your hands and let our air castles come tumbling about our ears, without mak ing the least effort to prevent?” he continued gently. “Seems to me that’s not llke~you ut all. I never thought you were a quitter.” “I’m not a quitter,” she flung back resentfully. “I refuse to be brow beaten, that’s all. There appears to be only one choice—to follow you like a lamb. And I’m,'not lamblike. I’d say that you are the quitt?r. You have stirred up all this trouble here partner m -the chancy enterprise of j marriage were not her feelings and de** 1 sires entitled to equal consideration? ,He had assumed the role of.dictator. And she had revolted.’ That was all. She was justified. — • - - • Eventually she slept. ^At t^n o’clock, heavy-eyed,' suffering an Intolerable headache, she rose and dressed. Beside djer plate lay a thick letter addressed in Bill’s handwriting. She drank her coffee and w’ent back to the bedroorii before she opened the en velope. By the postmark she saw that ’it had been mailed on a truin. I - have caught my A Prayer for Each Day i By REV. B. B. SUTCLIFFE Extension Department. Moody Bible . - Institute. Chicago . &R ' — ■J > Lord.— run, WILLIAM WAGSTAFF IS A BEAR ' * Under that the subhead: Husky Mining Mah Tumbles Prices and Brokers. Whips Four Men In Btoad Street Office*. .Slugs Another .on * Change. His Mighty Fists Sub due Society's Flrjeit. Finally Lands In Jail. The body of the article Hazel rend In whnt a sol) Sister would describe as a state of mingled emotions. . William WagstalT Is a mining.gentleman from the northern wilds of British Coluni- \ bla. He Is a big man. a natural-born fighter. To prove this he Inflicted a bluck eye and a split lip on Paul Lorlmer, broken nose and sundry .bruises on James L. Brooks. Also Allen T. Bray and Ed ward Gurney Parkinson suffered certain contusions In the melee. The tracks oc curred In the office of the Free Gold Min ing Company, 1504 Broad street, at .3:30 this afternoon. While hammering the brokers a police officer arrived on the scene and Wiigstaff was jliily escorted to the city bast lie. Prior tfr the general en counter in the Broad street office Wag- staff walked into the Stock Exchange; and made statements about the Free Gold Min ing Company which set all the brokers by the ears. Lorlmer was on the floor, and received his discolored optic there. A reporter was present when WagstalT walked on the floor of the St^ock Ex change. -Ho strode up ta the post where Lol-imer waB transacting business. •*I serve notice oh you right now.” he said loudly and angrily, “that if you sell another dollar's worth of Free Gold stock, I’ll put you out of business.” Lorlmer appeared to lose his temper. Some word was passed which further In censed Wagstaff. He smote the broker and the broker smote the floor. Wag- staff’s punch would x do credit to a cham pion' pugilist, from the execution It wrought, ile Immediately left the Stock Exchange, and not long afterward Broad street was electrified by sounds of combat In the Free Gold office. It Is conceded that Wagstaff had the situation and his three opponents well in hand when the cop arrived None of the men concenf^ would dis cuss the matter; From the: remarks drop - ned by Wagstaff. however. It appears that the policy of marketing Free Gold stock was Inaugurated without his krmWledge or consents Be that ns It may. all. sorts of rumors arq In circulation, and Free Gold sto^k. which has been sold during the past week as high as a dollar forty, found few tak ers at par when Change closed. There has been a considerable speculative move ment in \tbe stock, and the speculators are beginning to wonder if there Is a ecrew loose in the company affairs. Wagstaff's case will come up tomorrow forenoon.' A charge of disturbing the peace was placed against him. He gave tn cash bond and Was at once released. When the hearing comes some of the parties to t_be affair may perchance vulge what lay at the bottom of the row* Any fine within the power ,pf the court to impose Is a mere bagatelle, compared to the distinction of scientifically ' man- _.Jmnd]lng_four of society’s finest In cine afternoon] A-s-cme^hyst under remarked In the elassie nhrnseologV~TTf-4h&^street: “Wagstaff’s a heart”. The "brokers ; concerned might consider' this to have a double meaning. ~ — Hazel dropped the paper, mortified and wrathful. •The city jail, seemed the vejv Pit^ltself to her. And the lurid publicity, the lifted eyebrows of her friends, maddened her in prospect. Plain street brawling, such as one might expect from a cabman or a taxi mahout, not from a man like her hus band. She Involuntarily assigned the blame to him. Not for the cause—the cause tvas of no Importance whatever to her—but for the net Itself. Their best friends! She could hardly realize It. Jimmie Brooks, jovial Jimmie, with -ft broken nose and, sundry bruises! And PautXorimer, distinguished Paul, who. had the—courtly bearing which was the despair of his fellows, and the manner of a dozen generations of cul ture wherewith to charm the women of his acquaintance. He with a black eye and split lip!' So the paper stated. It was vulgar. Brutal! 'The act of a cave man. She was on the verge of tears. « And just at-1 lint moment the door opened, and in walked Bill., were bruised and bloody* the skin bro ken. She picked up the paper. “Is this true?” she asked tremulous ly, pointing to the offending headlines.' "Substantially correct,” he answered coolly. ' V “Bill, how could you?” shr~-eried. “P’s simply disgraceful. Brawling In public like any saloon loafer, and get ting in,Jail.and all. Haven’t you.any consideration for me—nryr pride?*' ~ “Yes,” he said deliberately. “Phave. Pride in my word as a man. A sort ‘of pride that won’t allow any hunch of lily-fingered crooks to make me a The |j>arty to any dirty deal. I don’t pro- jmse tp got the worst of It in that way. I won’t allow myself to be tarred with their stick.” “Hut they’re not trying to give you the worst of it,” sin* hurst out. Visions J • of utter humiliation arose to confront and nmd.ih n her. "You’ve insulted and abused our best friends—to say noth- Ing.hf’glVlng htt aHthe benefit of news paper scandal. We’ll he notorious!” “Best friends? God save the mark!” he snorted contemptuously. “Our best friends, as you please to call them, are crocks, thieves and liars. They’re rot ten. ThejTktink: with thrlr moral rot-, temirss. And they hav J e the gull to call It good business.” “Just bechuse their business meth- Sa $t " "V .: 3, , , ..-, 4-hetwecn us. Now you’re running away •lust .. you ple«*e» herald quietly. fr<m , jr ^ . ho „ „ look9 t0 otfrr don’t agree with-your peculiar abount.’ He walked into the spare bedroom Hazel heard the door “Close gently be hind him, heard the soft click of a well-oiled lock. Then she slumped, fcusning, In the wide-armed chair by the window, and the-hot tears came In a ; blinding flood. They exchanged only bare civilities at the breakfast table, and Bill at once went downtown. When he was gone, Hazel fidgeted uneasily abfiut the rooms. When six o’clock brought Bill home; she was coldly disapproving of him arid his affairs in-their-'entirety, and-at no pains to "hide her feelings. He fol lowed- her into the living room when tin'' uncomfortable meal—uhcomfort- able-hy reason of tin* surcharged at mosphere-—was at an end. “Let’s get down to bed rock, Hazel,” lie said gently. “Doesn’t it seem rather foolish UL, let a bundle of outside troubles- set up so much friction be tween Us two? I don*t want to stir anything up; I don’t want to quarrel. But’ I can’t stand this coldness and re proach, from you.” , “I don’t care to discuss it at all,” she flared up. “I’ve lumrd nothing else all day hut this miserable mining business and your ruffianly method of settling a dispute. I’d rather not talk Cfo en! I can get along.” ‘T dare say you can,” he comment ed wearily. {“Most of us can muddle along somenow, no matter what hap pens. But it seems a pity, little per son. We had all the chance in the world. "You’ve developed an abnormal streak lately. If you’d just break away and come back with me.'. You don’t know what.good medicine those §ld woods are. Won’t you try It a while?” “I ain not by nature fitted to lead the, hermit--.existence,” she returned sarcastically. And even while her lips were atter- , Ing these various unworthy little, bit ternesses she inwardly wondered n't her own vvojds. It was not what she "Dear Girl: breath, so to speak, but I doubt If ever a more forlorn cuss -listened to the Interminable clicking of car wheels. I am tempthd at each station to turn hack and try-again.,. It seems so un real, this parting in hot auger, so mis erably unnecessary. But when I stop to sum It up again,’t-see no'use In another appeal. I chuld com£ hack yes. Only the certainknovviedge that giving iq. fike that would send us spin ning once more in a vicious circle pre vents me. .1 didn’t believe IP-possible Tlmt we could get so. far apart,- .Nor that a succession of little things c cut so weighty a figure in our liv And perhaps you are very sore and resentful at me this morning for be ing so precipitate. “I couldn’t help It, Hazel. It seemed the only way. It skeins so yet to me. TEXT—Teach me thy way, O Bb. 27:11. The text Is a prayer Which every Christian would do well to use dally. ^ There are three reustfxns why this prayer should be c o n s t a n tty of fered. I.: The Need of. Instruction. We are by na ture incapable of knowing the way of the Lord. Nat urally we are In ignorance — co n -. . cerning spiritual things. God must reveal his way to us and he does so in answer to such “a prayer as this.. But prayer pre spirit 'of meekness. If* Thefe was^nothing more to keep me supposes in Granville—everything to make me meekness be\absent we will pray in hurry away. If T^ud*'weakened and * vain, for It 1 sTBYtO the meek he shows —- temporized with you It would only his way: MosesNvas called the meek- meali the deferring of just what has man, hence it said, “He made Ideas Is no reason why you-jihould pirlt names,” she flated. “MrT Brooks called Just nfter you Jef^at noon. He tokl me something ubout this, and’assured me that you would find yourself mis taken If you’d only tuke pains to think It over. I don’t believe such men as they are would stoop to anything crooked.” • “So Brooks came around to talk It over with you. eh?” Bill sneered. “Told you It mus all on the square, did’he? Explained It all very plausibly, I sup pose. iTolmbly suggested that you try snipothlng hit* do\\ri, too. It would be like ’em.” "He di«L.expla4i about this stook- selllng business,” Hazel replied defen sively. “And I Can’t see why you find it necessary to make a fuss. I .don’t see where the cheating and crooked ness comes in. Everybody who buys stock gets their money’s worth,, don’t they? But I don’t care anything about .-your old mining deal. It’s tlds fighting and quarreling with people who are not jused to that sort of brute action- arid the horrid things they’ll say and think about us.” > “About you, vnu mean—as tin* wife of such a boor—that’s what’s rubbing you raw," Bill flung out passionately. “You’re acquiring the class psychology good and fast. Did. you ever think of anybody hut yourself? The petty- larceny Incident of my knocking down two or three men and being Under ar rest as much as thirty minutes looms up before you as the utter depths of disgrace. Disgrace to you! It’s all you—you! How do you suppose It strikes, me to have my wife take sides' against me on snap Judgment like that? -It shows -a heap of faith and trus,t and loyalty, doesn’t It? Oh, It makes me real proud and glad of my mate. It does.” “If you’d explain,” Hazel began hes itatingly. She was thoroughly startled at tin* smoldering wrath that flared out in this speech ojf his. “I'll explain nothing;” Bill flashed b-stormily. “Nut at this stage of the gamer Tm through explaining. I’m going to act. I refuse to be raked over “But we must talk about It,” he per sisted patiently. “You can’t get to the bottom of anything without more or less talk.” - » * “Tulk to yourSelf, then," she retort ed Ungraciously,. And with that she ran out of the room. But she had forgotten or underesti mated the catlike quickness of her man. He caught |ier In the doorway, and the grip of hIs-fingers on her-arm brought a cry of pain. “Forgive me. I' didn’t mean to hurt,” he'-said contritely. “Be a good girl, Hazel, and let’s.ggt our feet on earth again. Sit down and put your arni around my neck'find be my pal, like -you used to be. We’ve got nJ) business nursing any crime. I’ve only stood for a square- deal... Come on; bury the hatchet, little person.” “Let me go," she sobbed, struggling to he free. “I h-hate^mi-F*—r : — "I’lease, little person. I can’t eat humble pie more than once or twice.” "Let me go,” she panted. “I don’t want you to touch me.” “Listen to me,” he said sternly. “I’ve stood-about all of your nonsense I’m able to stand. I’ve had to fight a pack of business' wolves to keep theib from picking my carcass, and, what’s more important to me, to keep them from handing a raw deal to five men who wallowed through snow and froist and all kinds of hardship to make these sharks a fortune. I’ve got down to their level and fought them with -their own weapons—and the thing is settled* I said last . night I’d be through here Inside a week. I’m through now—through here. I have business in the Klappan; to complete this thing I’ve set my hand to. Then I’m going to the ranch’ and try to get the bad taste out of my mouth.. I’m going tomorrow. I’ve no desire or in tention to coerce*you. You’re my wife, and your place is with me, if you Care anything about me. And f want you. 'fou know that, don’t jou? I wouldn't be begging you—like' this if I didn’t. I haven't changed, nor had my eyes dazzled by any false gods. But it’s up to.you. I don’t bluff. I’m going, and if I have to go without you I won’t come back." Think-it over, and just ask yourself honestly if it’s worth while.” * . — He drew her up close to him and Standing With His Hand on the Knob i He Turned. CHAPTER XVL tr - i The Npte Discordant. BUI had divested himself of the bcowL He smiled as a-man ilho had ■olTed some knotty problem to* his en tire satisfaction. Moreover, he. bore no mark of conflict, none of the con- “I Won’t Go Back to Pine River or the Klappan. 1 Won’t, I Tell You l” the coal£ like a naughty child, and then asked to tell why I did it. I’m right, and when; I know Ihn right I’ll, go rke limit, Tm. going ,to. take, the kinks out of this Free Goffi deal Inside of forty-eight hours. Then I’m through vylth'Granville. Hereafter I Intend to fight shy of d breed of dogfe who lose every, sense of square dealing when there 1s a htmchLOf *money In sight. I shall be ready to leave here w.ithln a weelw And I want you to be ready too." ’ ’ - “I won’t,” she cried, on the verge of hysterica. would have said, not at all what she was half minded to say. But a devil of perverseness spurred her. She wa^ full of protest against everything. “I wish we’d had a baby,” Bill mur mured softly. “You’d be different. You’d have something to live for be sides this frothy? neurotic existence that has poisoned you against the good, clean, healthy way of life. 1 wish we’d' had a kiddie.. We’d have a fighting chance for happiness now ; something to keep us sane, something outside of our own ego to influence us. she kissed her on oqe anger-flushed chee v k, and then, as-he had (lone the night be- f»7re, walked straight away to the bed : room and closed the door behind him; Hazel slept little that night. A hor rid weight seemed, to rest suffocating ly upon her. More than once she had an impulse to creep in' there where Bill lay and forget it nil In the sweep of that strong arm. But she choked back the impulse angrily. She would not forgive him. He had made her suffer. For' his high-handedness she would make him suffer in kind. At least, she would not crawl to him~hef ? ' ging forgiveness. —- \Yhen sunrise laid a yello\V beam, all full of dancing notes, .across her bed, she .beard Bill stir, heard him moving about the apurtment with rest- .k’SSL-.steps. After a time she also heard the unmistakable sound of a trunk lid thrown back, and the move ments of him as he r gathered his clothes—so she surmised. But she did not rise till the, maid rapped on h$r door with the eight o’-db<*k,saiutatlon :• “Breakfast, ma'am." , ■* “Thank God there isn’t one! muttered. *• “Ah, well,” Bill sighed, "I guess there Is no use. I guess we can’t get together on anything. There- doesn’t seem to be any give-and-take between us any longer.” He rose and walked to the door. With his hand on the knob, he turned. “I have fixed things at ^he bank for you.” he said abruptly. , ’ Then he walked out, without wait ing for an answer. She heard the soft whir of the ele vator. A minute later she saw him oh the sidewalk. He had an overcoat on his arm, a suitcase in his hand. She saw him lift a finger to hilt a pass ing car. It seemed incredible that he should go like that. Surely be would come hack ut noon or ut dinner time: She had always felt that under his gentle ness there was iron. But (ljtVep in her heart she had never believed him so implacable of purpose-whore she was concerned. . L She waited wearily, stirHng with nervous restlessness . from room to room. .Luncheon passed.. The afternoon dragged by to a close. Dusk fell. And when the night wrapped Gran ville in its velvet dlantHc, and the street lights' blihked. away in shining rows, she cowered, sobbing, in the big chair by the window. He was gone. Gone, without even saying good-by I They made a pretense" of eating. Hazel sought a chair In--Abe^.living room. A book lay open in her lap. But the print rau into blurred^ ttwsr She couldmot follow the sense of.the words. An -IseeSBHTir—turmoil is of thought harassed her! - Blll ^passed through (he room once or twice. De terminedly ?he Ignored'^iim. The final snap of the ioek Op, his trunk came I won’t go back to that | to her at last, the bumping sounds of CHAPTER XVII. /(j A Letter From Bill. All through the long night she lay avvuke,' struggling with the incredible fact that Bill had left her; trying to absolve hereof from blame; flaring up In anger at his unyielding attitude, even while she was sorely conscious that she herself had been stubbornly -unyielding.. If he had truly loved* her, she reiterated, he would never lave made it an issue between them. But that was like a man—toMnsist on his own desires being made paramount; to blunder .on headlong, no matter what antagonisms-he aroused. And he was Completely in Ibe wr’oug, she reasserted. ' ' . v - *She recapitulated It all. Through the winter he had consistently with drawn into his shell. Fof her friends dhd for most of her pleasures he had at hfrst (exhibited only* tolerance. And he hn(j'ended by outraging both t^em and her, tind on tfrp of- that demanded that she turh*her back at twenty-four hpurs’ notice, on Granville and all Its associations and follow him Into a wil derness that she drefided. Sht had full right to her resentment As hlj happened. When you declared your self flatly and repeatedly it $eemed hopeless to argue further:. I am a poor plefider, perhaps; and I do not believe in compulsion between us. Whatever you do you .must do of your ow n voli- tion, witlioTiT prCssure from me. We couldn't be happy otherwise. If I known his ways untdxMoses.” If we would know his.\yay we. will in meefe^ ness pniy, “Teach me thy way, O Lord.”- v ’ ' ■; ■ - , Our■ proneiiess to wander is another, reason for using this prayer (TalryrjT’e are naturally inclined to choose our own way because it seems right, v foK compelled!"’JVftT fh follow me against getting “there Is a wuy^vhtfh seemeth your desire we should only drag right unto a man, but the end thereof ery in our train. "I couldn’t even shy good-by. I didn’t even want It to be good-by. I didn’t know if I could stick to my •determination to go unless I wept as Is the way of death." There may fib v t he much difference between our way and his at first, but however slight at the beginning the end will be the .dif- ferenee between life and death. Like I did. And my reason told me that If a clock losing a second or two each there must be a break it would better day, so the error of our own way may come now thun after long-drawn-out .be hardly noticeabie at. the start. ‘It bickerings' and bitterness. If we are must dally be corrected. 1 The daily so diametrically opposed where we prayer for instruction will guard the thought we stood together we have believer from his ignorance and prone- made a ddstakeTthat no amount of ad- ness-to wander. x justing, nothing—hut separate roads. ||. The Need of Personal destruction, will rectify. Myself I refuse to be- it is said God makes no two things lieve that we have made'such a mis- exactly alike. So each Christian has take, I don’t think that honestly und jfis or her own peculiarities. Each deliberately youvprefer an exotic, use- OH( > i lfls peculiar problems and dlftieul- .less, purposeless, parasitic existence ties which confront no one else. Many to the normal, wholesome life-we hap-_ things are common to all believers, pily planned. But you are obsessed, t,\jt each has some things, which are intoxicated—I can’t put it any better peculiar. It is this peculiarity of prob- —and nothing but a shock will soner lern or difficulty w hich causes the need you.. If I’m wrong, if love and Bill’s 0 f personal!instruction. Only tlio Lord companionship can’t lure you away from these other things—why, I sup pose you will consider it an .ended chapter. In that case you will not suffer. The situation as it stands will be a relief to you. If. on the other hand, It’s merely a stubborn streak, that won’t let you admit that you’ve carried your proud little head on an overstiff neck, do you think it’s yvorth the price? I don’t. ;. “I’m not scolding, little person. I’m sick and sore ut the puss we’ve come to. No fool pride can close my eyes to the fact or keep me from admitting knows all the circvimstan'ces- and only the Lord knows all the way. Others may know much; they cannot know all. Hence the advice of others, how ever well Intended, arid however wise* the giver, can never take the place of the advice the Lord gives. And the instruction of others, however good and godly- the giver, can never take the place of the instruction of tho Lord. The church of God Is made up of units and each unit has its own pc- ‘ culinr part td perform.- Without the personal Instruction of the Lord some Christiarf may be found doing anoth- freely that I love you just us much ( , r - y work while his own lies neglected, and want you'as longingly as^ I did As the body Is one and yet b’as many the day I put you aboard, the Stanley members and each'member its own of- D. at Bella Coola. I thought youwere fl C0( PO j s fjm Chure^i. Two questions stepping gladly out of. my life then, must be asked by each Christian— not sd, sweeping a fct sounds. -No one has a And I let you go fpeely and without unylhing but a dumb protest against fate, because It was your wish. I cap step,.out of your life again—if It is your wish. Blit I can’t imprison my self in your cities. I’m neither an idler nor can I become a legalized buc caneer. • I have nothing but contempt for those who are. Mind you, this if Statement as It a keeper appre ciation of what civilization means than I. Out of . It has-nrisen culture and knowledge, much of what should nurt$e the world a better place fob us all. But somehow this doesn’t apply to the mass, and particularly not to the dr-' cles we invaded in Granville., With here and there a solitary exception that class is hopeless in Its smug self- satisfaction—its narrowness of otit- look, and unblushing exploitation of the less fortunate, repels me. • “And to dabble my hands in their muck, to settle down and live"my life according to their bourgeois standards to have grossness of soft flesh replace able sinews, to submerge mentality in favor, of a specious craftiness of mind which passes in the ‘city’ for brains —well, I’m on the road. And, oh, girl, girl, I wish you were with me. “I must explain this mining deal— that phasenf it Which sent-me on the rampage in Granville, f-shnuld- have^ "Am I In the Lord’s .way?” and "Am I in the Lord’s way fop me?” III. The Need cf Divine Personal In struction. This need arises because of the ' Christian’s threefold enemy ever lurk ing beside the path and ever ready to lufle astray. The world will present many alternatives for the Lord’s way -and bring them to the believer’s at tention so craftily that unless forti fied by this daily prayer the feet will unconsciously-stray away- from tho right path eyen where the desire not to stray may be f<>”id. only the Lord ean discern all tip' twist*and 'turns of the world. It is trot-merely the evil World btit th:>t religious seehiingly godly w'oHd which holds the danger for the (T'fHian. It will be satisfied if It can induce the believer to do good if the good is done in a wrong""way. Because a tiling Is good it does not necessarily follow that it Is good for each Christian -to do. Only the Lord knows what is good for each one, and ■ he must be looked to for th'q needed instruction. The flesh also is ever on the alert to lead astray. ’The Lord alone can divide between the sbul and spirit or between whnt the Christian is by nature and grace. Ilcnce the Lord alone can be^relied upon for in struction. And IasTTy, the Devil as- . , . ‘ ’ ,' , , J sumes the appearance of an angel of,..,* (lone so before, should have Insisted , %ht on( , ^ ca „ 0 „ „, e con . on making It clear to you. The other f . _ side had been presented to you rather cleverly at fhe right^time. And your ready acceptance of it angered me. be yond bounds. You were prejudiced. TfWrrdd-me toa perfect tm tofhlnk - » W«WMn<-r nod njurlous. you couldn't be-absolutely loyal to 1 T ! m - T , h \ L ? "> »'»"««■> , your pal. When you took that position * n< ! ? u * rd <*">'»«» «* 8 *' your pal.- When you.took that position I simply couldn’t “attempt explana tions. Do you think I’d ever have tak en the other fellow]s side against you, right" or wrong? (TO BE CONTINUED.) .» Birds’ Nest Soiip. The birds’, nests from which the far- famed Chinese soup Is made are built •by a species of swallow that abounds on the coasts of Jhva, Ceylon and Bor- science as to make one think that one should do evil. Paul says, “I verily thought I ought to do” certain things, hut later he confesses he was at that stance obtained from marine' plants. The nests are boiled either in .chicken broth or in milk of almonds, apd the i result very much resembles vermicelli I soup, pcept that It u far more costly. see riles - and devices, heftce the Lord alone can glte proper Instruction. In view of our natural Ignorance and prononoss to wander, in view of^ our peculiar problems and diffi(pities, and In view of the world, the ties'll and the Devil, ew safety lies in this dully prayer, “Teach me thy Wrfy, O Lord.” . i jL . The Simple Truth. There Is nothing so strong or safe neo, and - consists- of .a gelatinous «mh- In any Emergency v of life, as the T slm- pie truth.—Dickens. Daily Optimistic Thought The Christian is rewarded when Ilf* Is ended. * '•