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EXCUSE / By Rupert Pf7||tiirt N?v?liz?d from tkm C*n?dy of IUSmm Num ILLUSTRATED Oop/rltfbt, l?U, by "? I L Y\j Oo? 6be protested: "You wouldn't leave me In Iteuo without a diamoud, would TOUT' '*! wouldn't, eb?" tie grunted. "Do you think I'm In this business for my health?" And he snatched off two earrings ?he had forgotten to remove. Fortu nately, they were affixed to her lobes with fasteners. Mrs. Jimmie watt thoroughbred enough not to wlnce> She simply com mented: "You brutes are almost as bad as the customs officers at New York." And now another touch of light re lieved the gloom. Kathleen was next In line, and she had been forcing her tlpn Into their most attractive smile, and keeping her eyes wlnsomely mel low, for the robber's benefit. MarJorJ* could not see the smile; she could only see that Kathleen was next. She Whispered to Mallory: "They'll get the bracelet! They'll get the bracelet!" And Mallory could have danced with glee. But Kathleen leaned coquet* ttahly toward the masked stranger, and threw all her art luto her tone as ?eho murmured: 'Tin sure you're too brave to take my things. I've always admired men wtth the oouruge of Claudo Duval," The robber watt taken a trltle aback, but he growled: "I don't know the par ty you speak of ? but cough up!" ? "Listen to her," Marjorle whispered tn horror; "she's flirting with the train-robber." "What won t some women flirt with!" Mallory exclaimed. The robber studied Kathleen a lit tle more attentively, as he whipped off her necklace and her rings. Hhe looked good to him, and ho willing, that ho muttered: "Say, lady, if you'll give me a klsa, I'll give you that dia mond ring you got on." "All right!" laughed Kathleen, with triumphant compliance. "My God!" Mallory groaned, "what won't some women do for a diamond!" The robber bent close, and was just raising his mask to collect his ran som, when his confederate glanced his way, and knowing his susceptible na ture, foresaw his intention, and stft&t ed: "Stop It, Jake. You 'tend strictly to business, or I'll blow your nose off." ' vi "Oh, all righ't," grumrt^p the roluo tant gallant, as he drevwfyh^ rlnK from her finger. "Sorry, miss, but I can't make Uio trade," and he added with an unwonted gentleness: "You can turn round now." Kathleen was glad to hido the blush es of dofoat, but Marjorle was still more bitterly disappointed. Sho whis pered to Mallory: "He didn't get tho bracelet, after all." CHAPTER XXXIX.' Wolv?6 in the Fold. Mallory's heart sank to Its usual depth, bat Marjorle had another of her Inspirations. She startled every body by suddenly beckoning and call ing: "Excuse me, Mr. Robber. Como here, " pleafce." The curious gallant edged her way, keeping a sharp watch along the line: "What d'you want?" Marjorle leaned nearer, and spoko In a low tone with an amiable smile: "That litdy who wanted to kiss you has a bracelet up her sleeve." The robber stared acroBs his mask, and wondered, but laughed, and grunted: "Much obliged." Then he went back, and tapped Kathleen on the shoulder. When she turned round, in the hope that he had reconsidered his refusal to make the trade, he In furiated her by growling: "Excuse me, miss, I overlooked a bet." He ran his hand along her arm, and found her bracelet^ and accomplished what Mallory had failed in, its re moval. "Don't, don't," cried Kathleen, "It's wished on." "1 wish It off," the villain laughed, and It joined the growing heap in the feed-bag. Kathleen, doubly enraged, broke out viciously: "You're a common, sneaking ? " "Ah, turn round!" the man roared, and she obeyed in silence. Then he explored Mrs. Whitcomb, but with such small reward that ho said: "Say, you'd oughter have a pocketbook somewhere. Where's It 'at?" Mrs. Whitcomb blushed furiously: "None of your business, you low brute." "Perdooce, madame," the scoundrel snorted, "perdooce the purso, or 1'H hunt for it myself." Mrs. Whitcomb turned away, and after some management of her skirts, slapped her handbag into the eager palm with a wrathful: "You're no gen tleman, sir!" "If I was, I'd be in Wall street," he laughed. "Now you can turn round." Asnd when she turned. he iaw a bit 'of chain depending from her hack hair. Ha tugged, and Inroiiffht away th? locket* and then pnooeed#d to ^ EBB WI^B^WWWffr- ? 1 sound Ashtou for bidden wealth. And bow Mr*. Temple began to sob, as sl>e parted with an old fashioned brooch and two oUi-fasbloned rings Mt bad been b#f little vanities for th* quarter of la century and more. The old clergyman could have wept wltb her at the vandalism. He turned on tbe wretcb wltb m heartsick ap peal: "Can't you spare' tboeeT Didn't you ever have a mother?" The robber started, bis fierce eyes softened, bis voice choked, and fee gulped hard as be drew the back of bis band across bis eyes. "Aw, bell," be whimpered, "that , ain't fair. If you're goln' to remind j roe of me poor old mo-mo-mother ? " But the one called Jake-~the Claude l>uval who bad been prevented from a display of human seutlment, did not Intend to be cheated. lie thundered; "Stop It, Ulll. You 'tend strictly to business, or I'll blow your musb'bowl 1 off. You know your Maw died berore . you was born." . Tbls reminder sobered the weeping ! thief at once, and he went back to work ruthlessly. "Ob, all right, Jake. Horry, ma'am, but business Is bual ness.'V And he dumped Mrs. Temple's trlhkets Into the satchel. It was too much for the little old lady's little old husband. He fairly shrieked: "Young man, you're a damned scoundrel, and the best argument I ever saw for beU-flre!" Mrs. Temple's grief changed to bor> ror at such a bolt from the blue: "Walter!" she gasped, "such lan guage!" But her husband answered In self defense: "Even a minister has a right to swear once In his lifetime." Mallory, almost dropped In felf tracks, and Marjorle keeled over on him, as be gasped: "Good Dord, Dr. Temple, you are a? a minister?" "Yes, my boy," the old man con fessed, glad that the robbers had re lieved him of his guilty secret along with the rest of his private properties. Mallory looked at the collapsing Mar jorle and groaned: "And he was In the next berth all this time!" The unmasking of the old fraud made a second sensation. Mr*. Foe dick called from far down the aisle: "Dr. Temple, you're aot a detective??' Mrs. Temple shouted back furious ly: "How dare you?" But Mrs. Fosdlck was crying to ker luscious-eyed mate: "Oh, Arthur, he's not a detective. Embrace met" And they embraced, while the rob bers looked on aghast at the suddea oblivion they had fallen Into. They focussed the attention on themselves again, however, with a ferocious: , "Here, hands up!" But they did not see Mr. and Mrs. Fosdlck steal a klas behind their upraised arms, for the robber to whose lot Mallory fell was gloating over his wdll-fllled wallet. Mallory saw It go with fortitude, but noting a piece of legal paper, he said: "Bay, old man, you don't want that marriage license, do you?" The robber handled it as if it were hot ? as If he had burned his fingers on some such document once before, and hq stuffed it back in Mallory's pooket. "I should "say not. Keep it. Turn round." Mcanwmie tne othor felon turned up another beautiful pile of bills In Dr. Temple's pocket. "Not so worse for a parson," he grinned. "You must be one of them Filth avenue sky shnlTures." And now Mrs. Temple's gentle eyes and voice filled with tears again: "Oh, don't take that. That's the money for his vacation ? after thirty long years. Please don't" take -that." Iler appeals seemed always to tlnd the tender Bpot of this robber's heart, for he hesitated, and called out: "Shall we overlook the parson's wad, podner?" "Take It, and shut up, you molly coddle!" was the answer he got, and the vacation funds joined the old gew. gawB, - And now everybody had been robbed but Marjorle. She happened to be at the center of the line, and both men reached her at the same time: "I seen her first," the first one shouted. "You did not," the other roared. "I tell you I did." "I tell you I did." They glared threateningly at each other, and their revolvers seemed to meet, like two game cocks, beak to beak. The porter voiced the general hope, when he sighed: "Oh, Lawd, if they'd only shoot each other." This brought the rivals to their evil senses, and they swept the line \^ith those terrifying muzzles and that hoart-stoppfng yelp: "Hands up!" Rill said: "You take the east side of her, and I'll take the west." "All right." And they began to snatch away her side-combs, the little gold chain at her throat, the Jeweled pin that Mal lory had given her as the first token of his love. Tho young soldier had foreseen this. He had foreseen the wild rage that would unseat his reason when he saw tho dirty hands of thieves laid rudely on the sacred body of his beloved. But his Boldler-schoollng had drilled him to govern his Impulses, to play the coward when there was no hope of successful battle, and to strike only when the moment was ripe with per fect opportunity. He had kept telllhg himself . that when the finger of one of these men touched so much at Marjorle's hem, he would be fotced to fling himself on the profane miscreant. And he kept telling himself that the moment he did this, the other man would calmly blow a hole through him, and drop him at Marjorle's feet, while the other passengers shrank away In ter ror. He told himself that, while It might be a line Impulse to leap to her de fease, ft was a fool Impulse^ to leap ?' V*;?<* ?' v" m jr* JyVy ' ? ' ? ' *' " .v" ' S ' '? ' . .. - ; off a precipice ahd leave Marjortoj alone idioai strangers, with s dead ; man and a scandal, mm tha only re Wards for his impulse. Ha vowed that] ho would bold himself in check. and 1st tha robber* take everything, leav ing hi in only the at ma or coward, provided they left blra ilso the power to defend Marjorle better at another time. And now tbst be saw the clumsy handed thugs rifling hla sweetheart's jewelry, he fslt all that be bad fore aeen, and hla head fought almost In ?sin age I net the white Are of hla heart. Between them be trembled like a leaf, and the a west globed on bis forehead, ^ Jhe worst of It was the shivering terror of Msrjorle, and the pitiful eyes ahe turned on blm. But be clenched "hla teeth and waited, tblnklug fierce 1/, watching, like a hovering eagle, a chance to swoop. But the robbers kept glancing this way and that, and one motion irould mean death. They tbemseltes were so overwrought with their own ordeal and its Immediate oonclusloo, tbat they would have killed anybody. Mal lory shifted his foot cautloualy, and Inetantly a gun wan jabbed Into hla stomach, with a anarl: "Don't you move?" "Who's moving ?" Mai lory answered, with a poor Imitation of a careless laugh. And now the man called bill had reached lfarjorle's right hand. He chortled: "?oily, look at the shiners." But Jake, who had chosen Mar jorle's left hand, roared: "Bay, you cheated. All I get is this measly plain gold band." "Oh, don't take that!" Mjtfjorle gasped, clehchlng her band. Mallory's heart ached at the thought of this final sacrilege. He had the license, sad the minister at last? and now the fteods were going to carry ol the wedding ring. He controlled him self with a desperate effort, and Stooped to plead: MSay, old man, don't take that. That'a not fair." "Shut up, both of you,- Jake growled, sad jabbed him again with the gun. He gave the ring a Jerk, bat Mar jorle, In the very face of the weapon, would not let go., She struggled and tugged, weeping and Imploring: "Oh, don't, don't take that! It'a my wed ding ring." "Agh, what do I care!" the ruffian snarled, sad wrenched her ltager so viciously that she gave a little cry ol pain. That broke Msllory's heart With a wild, bellowing, "Damn you!" he hurled himself at the man, with only hla bare hands for weapons. CHAPTER XL. v A Wsrs In Spite ef Himself. Passloa sent Mallory Into the un equal fight with two mmI mad des perate outlaws. But ? ration had planned the way. lie had been study ing the robber all the tUaei al It the villain were a war-map, studying his gestures, his way of turning, and bow he held the revolver. He had noted that the man, as he frisked the pas sengers, did not keep his finger en the trigger, but on the guard. Marjorle's little battlo threw the desperado off hi? balance a trifle; as be recovered, Mallory struck him, and swept him on over against tho hack of a seat. At tho Bamo Instant, Mal lory's right hand went like lightning to the trigger guard, and gripped the fingers In a vise of steel, while he drove tho man's elbow back against his side. Mallory 'fl left hand mean while flung around his enemy's neck, i and gave him a spinning fall that sent | his left hand out for balance. It fell j across tho back of the seat, and Mal j lory pinioned it with elbow and knee l before it could escape. All in the same crowded moment, his left knuckles jolted the man's chin j in the air, and so bewildered him j that his muscles relaxed enough for Mallory's right fingers to squirm their i way to the trigger, and aim the gun | at the other robber, and finally to get entire control of it. j Tho thing had happened in suoh a flash that the second outlaw could ; hardly beliovo his eyes. The shriek ? of the astounded passengers, and the j grunt of Mallory's prisoner, as he j crashed backward, woko him to the ; need for action. He caught his other ' gun from its holster, and made for a i double volley, but there was nothing j to aim at. Mallory was crouched In j the seat, and almost perfectly cov ! erod by a human shield. ' Still, from force of habit and fool j hardy pluck, Bill aimed at Mallory's right eyebrow, just abaft Jake's right ! ear, and shouted his old motto: j "Hands up! you!" "Hands up yourself!" answered ' Mallory, and his victim, shuddering at the fierce look In his comrade's eyes, gasped: "For God's sake, don't shoot, Rill!" Even then tho fellow stood his grotind, and debated tho Issue, till Mallory threw such ringing determine tlon into one last: "Hands up, or by God, I'll fire!" that he caved in, lifted his fingers from the triggers, turned the guns up, and slowly raised both hands above his head. v A profound "Ahl" of relief soughed through the car, and Mallory, still keeping his eye on Bill, got down cau tiously from the seat The momelit he released Jake's left hand, It darted to the holster where his second gun was waiting. But before he eottld clutch the butt of It, Mallory jabbed the muxsle of his own revolver In the man's backhand growled: "Put 'em up!" And the robber's left hand joined the right In air, while 'MaU0*7*a left hand lifted the revolver. Mallory stood for a moment, . tag hard and a little fooreduk his own swift, sweet triumph, hf ja*ds an effort to gfcealc as \ JrYk V.. Mil sort of thing were quite common with him, an If ho overpowered a pair of outlaws ovo ry morning boforo break fast, but bin voice cracked a a ho said, la a drawing-room tone: "Dr. Tom pie, . would you mind ro Mevtug that man of thrum guns?" i?r Tomplo was so set up by this distinction that ho answered: "Not by * ? " .* ??Walter!*' Mrs. Temple ^checked hi in, before he could utter the beau tiful word, and Dr. Temple looked At bar almost reproachfully, as ho sighed: "Golly. 1 should like to swear Just once mora." Then he reached up and diaarmed the man who had, taken bin wallet and bit wife's keepsakes. American children breathe In this desperado romance with their earliest J r traditions, and Dr. Temple felt all his boyhood test surge back with a boy's ; tremendous rapture In a deed of dor ring-do. And now nothing could check bin swagger, as he said to Mallory: < "What a shall we do with these < dam-ued sinners?" He felt like apologising for the clerical relapse into a pulpltlsm, but ' Mallory answered briskly: "We'd bob t er take them Into the smoking room. They, scare the ladies. But first, will the conductor take those bags and distribute the contents to their right ful owners?" The conductor was proud to act as lieutenant to this lieutenant, and he quickly relieved the robbers of their loot-kits. Mallory smiled. "Don't give any body my things," and then be Jabbed bis robber with one of the revolvers, aud commanded: "Forward, march I" The little triumphal procesalon moved off, with Bill in the lead, fol lowed by Dr. Temple, looking like a whole field battery, followed by Jake, Cot lowed by Mallory. followed by the porter and as many \>f the other pas aengers as could crowd Into the smok ing room, The rest vent after those opulent feed-bags. CHAPTER XLI. Ctlckety-Cllckety-Cllckety. Marjorle, as the supposed wife of the rescuing angel, was permitted frst search, and the first thing she hunted for was a certain gold brace let that was none of hers. 8he found it and seised it with a prayer of thaaks, and conoealed it among her own things; ? Mrs. Temple gave her a guilty start, by speaking across a barrier: "Mrs. Mallory, your husband Is the bravest man on earth." "Oh, I know he is," Marjorle beamed, and aided with a spasm of conscience: **but he Isn't my hus band!" Mrs. Temple gasped in horror, hue Marjorle dragged her close, and poured out the whole story, wblle t?e other passengers recovered their prop erties with at much Joy as ir they were all new gifts found on a bush. Meanwhile, under Mallory's guid ance, the porter fastened the outlaws together back to back with the straps of their own feed-bags. The porter was rejoicing that his harvest of tips was not blighted after all. a minute," and hurried forward The conductor followed Mallory through the train Into the burnt conch. The first news the third outlaw had of the counter-revolution occurring In the sleeping car waa a mysterious bullet that nicked the duet near his r heel, and a sonorous shout of -Hands up!" As he whirled In juna*e; h? esw two revolvers aimed point blank at hltn from behind a trunk. Me hoisted his guns without parley, and the train crew trussed him up In short order, Mallory ran back to Marjorle, and the conductor followed more slowly, reassuring the passengers In the other i cars, aud making certain that t he j train was ready to move on Its way. Mallory went straight to Dr. Ten* pie, with a burniAg demand: I "You dear old fraud, will you marry j me?" I Dr, Temple laughed and nodded. ! Marjorle and Mrs. Temple had been | telling him the story of the prolonged ' elopement, end he was eager to atone for his own deception, by putting an | end to their misery. "Just wait one moment," he said, j and as a final proof of affection, he unbuttoned bis collar and put It on j backwards. Mrs. Temple brought oul the discarded bib, and he donned II meekly, The transformation ex plained many a mystery the Old man had enmeshed himself In. 1 Kven at he made ready for the ceremony, the conductor appeared, ' looked him over, grinned, and reached I for tbe bell-cord, with a cheerful: "All aboard!" Mallory had a sort of superstitious dread, not entirely unfounded on ex perience, that If the train got undei way again, It would run Into some ' new obstacle *to his marriage. H? i turned to the conductor: ! "Say, old man, just hold the train I till after my wedding, won't youT" It was not much to ask In return for bis services, but the conductoi was tired of being second in Com mand. He growled: "Not a minute. We're 'Way behind time." "You might wait till Tm married," j Mallory pleaded. "Not on your life!" the conductor i answered, and he pulled the bell-rops twice; In the distance, the-whietle an> swered twice. Mallory's temper flared again. Hi cried: "This train doean't go another step till I'm married!" He reached up and pulled the bell-rope once; In the distance the whistle sounded once. This was high treason, snd the con ductor advanced on him threatening ly, as he seized the cord onoe more. "You touch that rope again, and I'll ? " "Oh, no, you won't," said Mallory, as he whisked a revolver from his right pocket and jammed it Into the conductor's watch-pocket. The con ductor came to attention. Then Mallory, standing with hie right hand on military duty, put out his left hand, and gave the word: I "Now, parson." He smiled still more as he heard ? Kathleen's voice walling: "But I can't find my bracelet. Where's my braoe let?" THE HOLD-UP. Mallory completed hie bliss, by giv ing him Dr. Temple's brace of guns, and establishing him as jailer, with a warning: "Now, porter, don't take your eye off 'em." "Liordy, I won't bat an eyelid." "If either of these lads coughs, put a hole through both of 'em." The porter chuckled: "My fingers is Just a-itchin' fer them lovin' triggers." Mallory pocketed two of the cap tured revolvers, lest a need might arise suddenly again. As he hurried down the aisle, he was received with cheers. The passengers gave him an ovation, but he only smiled timidly, and made haste to Marjorie's side. She regarded him with such Idol atry that he almost regretted his deed. But this mood soon passed In her ex cltement, and in a moment she was surreptitiously showing him the bracelet. \ He became an accessory after the/ fact, and shared her ffullt, for wheft she groaned with a sudden droop: "She'll get It back!" he grimly answered, "Oh, no she wont!** hoist ed the window, and flung the bracelet into a little pool by the aide of the 1 track, with a farewell: "Oood-bye, trouble!" \ As he drew his head In, a side glanoe showed him that up near the engine a third train-robber held the mteerebly weary train crew in Mae. lie found the oonduetor just about I to pull the bell rope, to prooeed. The conductor had forgotten ail about the rest of the staff. 'Mmllolry too* him aside. And told ^,W| the situation, then turned to Marjode, said: "tacusejii ? ? ? 'yr f r : \ I A ,< "Sllencel Silence!" Dr. Temple commanded, and then: "Join 1x anda, my children." Marjorle shifted Snoozleums to hei left arm, put her right hand Into MaV lory's, and Dr. Temple, standing be tween them, began to drone the ritual. When the old clergyman had done his work, the young husband-at-last graciously rescinded military law, re called the artillery from the oonduo tor's very midst, and remembering Manila, smiled: "You may fire wh,en ready, oonduo tor." The conductor's rage had cooled, and he slapped the bridegroom on the back with one hand, as he pulled the cord with the other. The train began to creak and tug and shift. The <Ung dong of the bell floated murmurous* ly back aa from a lofty steeple, and the cllckety-cllck, ollck-cllckety-cUck quickened and softened Into a'pleaa? ant gossip, as the speed grew, and the way was so smooth for the wheals that they seemed to be spinning on rails of velvet. THB END. + Bicycle Repairing We arc now prepared do all kinds of BicycTe on old Law A } ,VV\ 'iz^vnr mm. i&i. iti? -j ?0 JEWE83 RESTORED TQ Ufa Mark/v, 35-48?Aug. u* ?Ami fit took tht Uuh.s'I jj,r Mufil *nto her. 7ulUhu < ?w<. iut<n>"trd, I uuUt g* J( \$. 41. ^ y/'f IIBN JK?l s nuil . ff ll tie* returned to the^J of CaiK?r.uiu?, u,,* pie went on the loo Wa? thorn, especially Jalru*. 0i* of 1 ruler* of the synagogue. u? ^ J ftoll ?t J t'HUH1 f?et la greaj dlatrwj j besought HUn to coum little daughter who lay .it the |K>iJ death. Ail they weut to the j J nil uti the multitude follows ? | thronged and delayed the pn**J I Meantime ft tneaeenger anr!?** f* | Jul tub' Itouae, telling tlmt the efc was dead. But Jesun kuI<| to u^i reaved fnth?r, "Be not afraid, <Hjtj Hove." \ Tin? multitude was left, una a three of the Apostles, I'eter, Jain*! John, went on with Jesus and jfe ?When they arrived they beheld lag tumult counectml with the euito* weeping and walling. .lenaa ag^d ed the ?mourners by telllag the? , to weep, that the child was Dotty but asleep. What did Ho meant 1 the Great Teacher prevaricate | spoke In the earne manner 1q retp to Hta friend Lazarus, saying, rut aleepeth." and then later plained that he waa dead. How* we understand these words? yj were the facta? "All Liva Unto Him." The key to the matter U gUw In our Lord'a own words to the t ducees, who denied that there w? be any reaurrectlon of the dead or j future life (Luke *x. J? proceeded to give them a proof that Jhe dead are not really dead lu the sense that the brute beasts are dead, because God In Ills Plan has wade an arrange ment for the res urrection of hu manity from the ueniu sin i?, whereas He has "a* ?* ?i jfi made no arrangement for the m> rection of the brute beasts. The p rlslon for man's A-esurrecttoh wu \ God would provide a Redeemer to [r(j the claims of Divine Jul against Adam and all bta rtce, who thus would become the Great IWefer. and, establishing His Mead Kingdom, would release all manty from the power of death. From this standpoint, God'a ata point, no human being Is dead. 1 awakening will be accomplUhed' Messiah's Kingdom, and all win I have fullest opportunity of coming a knowledge of God's character, His will respecting them; and all be assisted back to harmony with < If they so desire, that they majr ( reach again the perfection of life by disobedience. It la In view of i Divine Intention, the awakening of dead, that Jesus spoke of death I "sleep." a period of rest, of quiet, unconsciousness. Looking into the Bible for an am as to where they sleep we hear th# spired words," "They^ that sleep 1% dust or tne ? fihnll awake." (1 xll, 2.) Th?1 has provided; Adam and hl?fi ily a redempfl from the pow? - death. jM&Jl! ; eranco froffl/ i tomb, by th? J er of the reiaj tion; and f Jesus who jkj "Datnwl, 1 Bay unto ed, "I am th6 1 thct, orUo." urrectlon audi Life." The Charch will be U?1 from humanity to receive eternal and they will !>e granted a sbtrtjj Jesus In Mis resurrection to M honor and Immortality, WfHIrM Hie Joint-heir under Hl? Hedfl Then, as said the Apostle, will c? the world of mankind, "every oil his own order." Jesns put the statement abwtj maid's being asleep In a forcefoljl in order to impress the great M| that death does not end though it appears so to do. TbciJ ening which He was about to p4| was to be a lesson and illnstraMj Divine power, which will be exffl toward the entire race under sianic Kingdom. Thus, ?? clared, "All that are in their shall hear the voice of the ' Man,, and come forth." The world will come said, that they may have tion or raising up, up, up to to all that was lost In Eden,^ wfcs redeemed at Calvary. ' ening will be but a prepi It will be accomplished ously, but the further ral mental, moral and physical; Will bte a gradual wort, ** thousand /ears has been and In which the ln<"*^ obliged to co-operate l ment and Instruction in This resurrection of mai era! Jesus styled, "The r* judgment"? by dlscipllf and testings. Only telly reject the Lent tte the Second were will be no