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THE WEEKLY LEDGER; GAFFNEY, S. DECEMBER 20, 1895.
CHRISTMAS SERMON.
REV. DR. TALMAGE ON THE BIRTH OF
CHRIST.
Horn In Want—What the World NreiU
Mont—Th* Nativity th« Offirndor’a Hope.
Merry With tho Thought of Sin. Kor-
Washington Dee. 23.—In his sermon
today Dr. TaImage chose tho universal
theme of tho season—tho Christmastido.
Tho text selected was, “Now when Je
sus was born in Bethlehem,” Matthew
ii, 1.
At midnight from one of the galler
ies of tho sky a chant broke. To an or
dinary observer thoro was no reason for
such a celestial demonstration. A poor
man and wife—travelers, Joseph and
Mary by name—had lodged in an out-
honse of an unimportant village. The
supreme hour of solemnity had passed,
and upon tho pallid forehead and cheek
of Mary, God had set the dignity, the
grandeur, the tenderness, tho overlast
ing and divine significance of mother
hood.
But such scenes had often occurred in
Bethlehem, yet never before had a star
been unfixed or bad a baton of light
marshaled over the hills winged orches
tra. If there had been such brilliant and
mighty recognition at an advent in the
house of Pharaoh, or at an advent in
the house of Caesar, or the house of
Hapsburg, or tho house of Stuart, wo
would not so much have wondered; but
a barn seems too poor a center for such
delicate and archangeli; circumference.
The stage seems too small for so great
an act, the music too grand for such
unappreciative auditors, the window of
the stable too rude to be serenaded by
other worlds.
A Humble Birth.
It is my joy to tell you what was
born that night in the village barn, and
as I want to make my discourse cumu
lative and climacteric I begin in the
first place by tolling you that that night
in tho Bethlehem manger was born en
couragement for all the poorly started.
Ho had only two friends—they his par
ents. No satin lined cradle, no delicate
attentions, but straw and the cattle and
the coarse joke and banter of the camel
drivers. No wonder the mediaeval
painters represent the oxen as kneeling
before the infant Jesus, for there wero
no men there at that time to worship.
From the depths of that poverty he rose
until today ho is honored in all Chris
tendom and sits on tho imperial throne
in heaven.
What name is mightiest today in
Christendom? Jesus. Who has more
friends on earth than any other being?
Jesus. Before whom do the most thou
sands kneel in chapel and church and
cathedral this hour? Jesus. From what
depths of jioverty to what height of re
nown ! And so let all those who are
poorly started remember that they can
not bo more poorly born or more disad
vantageous^ than this Christ. Let them
look up to his example while they have
time and eternity to imitate it.
Do you know that the vast majority
of the world’s deliverers had barulike
birthplaces? Luther, the emancipator
of religion, bom among the mines.
Shakespeare, the emancipator of litera
ture, born in a humble homo at Strat-
ford-ou-Avou. Columbus, the discover
er of a world, born in poverty at Genoa.
Hogarth, the discoverer of how to make
art accumulative and administrative of
virtue, born in a humble home in
Westmorland. Kitto and Prideaux,
whose keys unlocked new apartments in
the holy Scriptures which had never
been entered, born in want. Yes, I have
to tell you that nine out of ten of the
world’s deliverers were born in want.
I stir your holy ambitious today, and
I want to tell you, although the whole
world may be opposed to you, and in
side and outside of your occupations
or professions thoro may be those who
would hinder your ascent, on your side
and enlisted in your behalf are the sym
pathetic heart and the almighty arm of
one who one Christmas night about 1,895
years ago was wrapped in swaddling
clothes and laid in a manger. Oh, what
magnificent encouragement for tho poor
ly started!
Good Will To Men.
Again, I have to tell you that in that
village barn that night was bom good
will to men, whether yon call it kind
ness or forbearance or forgiveness or
geniality or affection or love. It was
no sport of high heaven to send its fa
vorite to that humiliation. It was sacri
fice for a rebellious world. After the ca
lamity in paradise not only did tho ox
begin to gore, t aud the adder testing,
and tho elephant to smite with his tusk,
and tho lion to put to bad use tooth and
paw, but under the very tree from
which the forbidden fruit was plucked
were hatched out war and revenge and
malico and envy and jealousy and tho
whole brood of cockatrices.
But against that scene I set the Beth
lehem manger, which says, “Bless rath
er than corse, endure rather than as
sault,” and that Christmas night puts
out vindictiveness. It says, “{Sheathe
your sword, dismount your guns, dis
mantle your batteries, turn the warship
Constellation that carries shot and
shell into a gruinship to take food to
famishing Ireland, hook your cavalry
huieen to tho plow, use your deadly gun
powder in blasting rocks and in patriot
ic celebration, stop your lawsuits, quit
writing anonymous letters, extract the
sting from your sarcasm, let your wit
coruscate but never bum, drop all the
hoish words out of your vocabulary—
‘Good will to men.’ ”
“Oh,” you say, “I can’t exercise it;
1 won’t exercise it until they apologize;
I won’t forgive them until they ask me
to forgive them. ” Yon are no Christian
then—Isay yon are no Christian, or yon
are a very inconsistent Christian. If
you forgive not men their trespasses,
how can you expect yonr heavenly Fa
ther to forgive yon? Forgive them if
they ask your forgiveness and forgive
them anyhow. Shake hands all around.
"Good will to men.”
O my Lord Jesus, drop that spirit
into all our hearts this Christmas time.
I tell you what tho world wants more
than anything else—more helping hands,
morn sympathetic hearts, more kind
words that never die, m< re disposition
to gito other people a ride, and to carry
tho heavy end of tho load and give oth
er people tho light end, and to ascribe
good motives instead of bad, and to find
onr happiness in making others happy.
Ont of that Bethlehem crib let the
bear and the lion eat straw like tho ox.
“Goodwill to men. ” That principle
will yet settle all controversies, and un
der it the world will keep on improving
until there will bo only two antagonists
in all the earth, and they will side by
side take the jubilant sleigh ride inti
mated by the propBet when he said,
“Holiness shall bo on the bells of the
horses. ”
Union With Other World*.
Again, I remark that born that Christ
mas night in the village barn was sym
pathetic union with other worlds. From
that supernatural grouping of the cloud
banks over Bethlehem, and from the
special trains that ran down to the scene
I find that onr world is beautifully and
gloriously and magnificently surround
ed The meteors are with us, for ouo of
them ran to point down to the birth
place. The heavens are with us, because
at tho thought of our redemption they
roll hosannas out of the midnight sky.
Oh. yes. I do not know but our world
may bo better surrounded than we have
sometimes imagined, and when a child
is born, angels bring it, and when it
dies, angels take it, and when an old
man bends under the weight of years,
angels uphold him, and when a heart
breaks, angels suotlio it. Angels in the
hospital to take care of the sick. Angels
in the cemetery to watch our dead.
Angels in the church ready to fly heav
enward with the news of repentant
souls. Angels above the world. Angels
under the world. Angels all around tho
world.
Rub the dust of human imperfections
out of your eyes, and look into the heav
ens and see angels of pity, angels of
mercy, angels of pardon, angels of help,
angels crowned, angels charioted. The
world defended by angels, girdled by
angels, cohorted by angels—clouds of
angels. Hear David cry out: “The char
iots of God are 20,000. Even thousands
of angois. ” But the mightiest angel
stood not that night in tiie clouds over
Bethlehem; tho mightiest angel that
night Jay tiir.oiig the cattle—the angel
of the new covenant.
As tiie clean white linen was being
wrapped around the little, form of that
child emperor, net a cherub, not a ser
aph, nut an angel, not a world but wept
and thrilled and shouted. Oh. yes, our
world has plenty of sympathizers! Our
world is only a silver rung of a groat
ladder at the top of which is our Fa
ther’s hou.-c. No more stellar solitari
ness for our world, no other friendless
planets spun out into space to freeze,
but a world in the bosom of divine ma
ternity. A star harnessed to a manger.
The Offender’* Hope.
Again, I remark that that night born
in that village barn was tho offender’s
hope. Some sernmnizers may say I
ought to have projecti d this thought at
tho beginning of the sermon. Oh, no! I
wanted you to rise toward it. I wanted
you to examine the eameliaus and the
jaspers and tho crystals before I showed
, you tho Kohinoor—the crown jewel of
the ages. Oh, that jewel had a very poor
setting! Tho cub of hear is born amid
the grabd old pillars of the forest, the
whelp of lion takes its first step from
the jungle of luxuriant leaf and wild
flower, the kid of goat is born in cavern
chandeliercd with stalactite and pillar
ed with stalagmite. Christ was horn in
| a bare barn.
Yet that nativity was the offender’s
I hope. Over the door of heaven are writ-
j ten these words, “None but the sinless
; may enter hero.” “Oh, horror,” yon
; say, “that shuts us all out!” No.
Christ entno to the world in ouo door,
' and ho departed through another door.
| Ho came through the door of the man
ger, and ho departed through the door
of tho srpulchcr, and his ouo business
was so to wash away our sin that after
; we are dead there will be no more sin
about us than about the eternal God. I
know that is putting it strongly, but
that is what I understand by full remis
sion. All erased, all washed away, all
scoured out, all gone. That undergir-
dling and overarching and irradiating
and imparadising possibility for yon,
anti for me, and for the whole race, that
j was given that Christmas night.
! Do you wonder we bring flow’ers to
day to celebrate such an event ? Do yon
wonder that we take organ and youth
ful voice and queenly soloist to cele
brate it? Do you wonder that Raphael
and Rubens and Titian and Giotto and
Ghirlaudujo and all the old Italian and
German painters gave tho mightiest
stroke of their genius to sketch the Ma-
j donna, Mary, and her boy?
j Oh! now I see what tho manger was.
Not so high the gilded and jeweled and
embroidered cradle of tho Heurys of
England, or the Louis of France, or the
Fredericks of Prussia. Now I find ont
that that Bethlehem crib fed not so
much the oxen jf tho stall as the white
horses of Apocalyptic vision. Now I
find the swaddling clothes enlarging and
emblazoning into an imperial robe for
a conqueror. Now I find that the star
of that Christmas night was only the
diamonded caudal of him who hath the
moon under his feet. Now I come to
understand that the music of that night
was not a completed song, but only the
stringing of the instruments for a great
chorus of two worlds, (he bass to be
carried by earthly nations saved, and
the soprano by kingdoms of glory won.
Oh, heaven, licaven,‘ heaven! 1 shall
meet you there. After all onr imperfec
tions are gone 1-shall meet you there. 1
look out today, through the mists of
years, through the fog that rises from
the cold Jordan, through the wide open
door of solid pearl to that reunion. I
expect to see you there as certainly as I
see yon here. What a lime we shall
have in hiuh converse, talking over liui
pardoned and sorrows comforted and
battles triumphant t
Some of your children have already
gone, and though people passing along
the street and seeing white crape on the
doorbell may have said, “It is only
a child,” yet when tho broken hearted
father came to solicit my service, he
said, “Come aronudaud comfort us, for
we loved her so much. ”
Sin* Forgiven.
What a'Christmas morning it will
make when those with whom yon used
to keep the holidays are all around you
in heaven l Silver haired old fathci
young again, and mother who had sc
many aches and pains and decrepitudes
well again, and all yonr brothers and
sisters and the littlo ours. How glad
they will be to see you! They have been
waiting. Tho last time they saw yom
face it was covered with tears and dis
tress, and pallid from long watching,
and one of them I cun imagine today,
with one band holding fust tho shining
gate, and the other hand swung out to
ward you, saying:
“Steer this way, father, steer straight for me.
Here safe in heaven I am waiting fur thee.”
Oh, those Bethlehem angels, when
they went back after the concert that
night over the hills, forgot to shut the
door! All the secret is out. No more
use of trying to hide from ns the glories
to come. It is too late to shut the gate.
It is blocked wide open with hosannas
marching this way, and halleluiahs
marching that way. In the splendor of
.the anticipation I feel as if I was dying
—not physically, for I never was more
well—but in the transport of tho Christ
mas transfiguration.
What almost unmans mo is tho thought
that it is provided for such sinners as
you and I have been. If it had been pro
vided only for those who had always
thought right and spoken right and
acted right, yon and I would have
had no interest in it, hud no share
in it; you and I would have stuck
to the raft midocean, and lot tho
ship sail by carrying perfect passen
gers from a perfect life on earth to a
perfect life in heaven. But I have heard
the commander of that ship is tho same
great and glorious and sympathetic one
who hushed the tempest around tho boat
on Galilee, and I have heard that all
tho passengers on tho ship are sinners
saved by grace. And so wo hail tho
ship, and it hears down this way, and
we come by the side of it and ask the
captain two questions, “Who arothon?”
and “Whence?” And ho says, “I am cap
tain of {Salvation, and I am from tho
manger.” Oh. bright Christmas morn
ing of my soul’s delight! Chimo all tho
bells. Merry Christ mas!
Merry with the thought of sins for
given, merrj with the idea of sorrows
comforted, merry with the raptures to
come. Oh, lift that Christ from tho
manger and lay him down in all our
hearts! Wo may not bring to him as
costly a present as the magi brought,
but wo bring to his feet and to tho man
ger today the frankincense of our joy,
the prostration of our worship.
Down at his feet all churches, all
ages, all earth, all heaven. Down at his
feet (he four and twenty elders on their
faces. Down the “great multitude that
no man can number. ” Down Michael,
tho archangel! Down all worlds at his
feet and worship. “Glory to God in tho
highest, and on earth peace, good will to
men!”
This Cabman Should Ho In a Museum.
He had been carrying a passenger
around town in his cab all the after
noon, with frequent stops, at each of
vihich (ho “fare” made an ineffectual
attempt (o qnench his abnormal thirst,
and he was not too sober when ho en
gaged the cab. Finally the driver came
to tho down town hotel where the man
was slopping, and with tho aid of the
cabman the passenger went to his room.
Then he wanted to buy drinks for him
self and tho driver.
“Excuse me,” said tho driver, “but
I don’t want a drink, and I don’t be
lieve yon do, either.”
Tho passenger insisted until the driver
rang the bell and ordered soda for his
customer. Then tho inebriate individual
pnlled a roll of bills from his pocket and
told the driver to take his faro oat of
that. The driver refused, and told the
man he wanted only $:].
With a swing of his arm tho drunken
man scattered the bills around the room
with the reply:
“There, take your $3.”
The driver rung the bell and called
for a boy. When the bellboy entered,
;he driver told him to pick up tho mon
ey and give him $3. The boy did so and
handed the drunken man the roll, in
which was |230. Tho drunken man
apologized and banded the driver a bill,
telling him that was for himself. The
driver called on the boy to witness the
transaction, went ont with the bellboy,
tnrned the key in tho lock, left the key
at tho office and went back to his team
(20 richer than when he went into the
hotel.—Boston Herald.
A BOY HERC.
Be Kept HI* I’roniise, Though It C’ont Hit*.
Hi* Life.
Tho Confederate Veteran is engaged
in a noble work in its effort to have a
monument erected to tho young hero
Sam Davis, who died the death of a spy
rather than betray a secret that would
have saved his Mo, but doomed auolher
to tho same death. Sam Davis was a tpo •
cial agent for General Bragg, and ho
had obtained valuable information giv
en him in confidence and on the prom
ise that he would never betray tho
eonreo of his information. He was not a
spy, for wo believe ho wore his Confed
erate gray when captured, but the pa
pers on bis person showed that ho had
from some one obtained secret informa
tion. His life and a safe escort into tho
Confederate lines wero promised him if
he would give the name of tho informer,
but ho chose to die instead. He was but
a boy, and the temptation must have
been powerful. But he was a hero. No
marble shaft or statue in bronze towers
above the dust of a nobler life than that
of tho fair haired stripling who kept hitf
faith and his honor and died rather
than break u promise.
If monuments are to be built, it is
better to build them in commemoration
of a noble character and a simple life
true to the last breath to a knightly
standard of honor than to genius or to
brilliant achievements. There is a les
son for the humblest as well as the
highest in tho martyrdom of Sam Davis.
Every man cannot be a genius. Only the
highly favored few can win renown by
great deeds. Sam Davis was not of
these. His title to tho admiratn n of his
countrymen rests in a simple, steadfast,
unwavering devotion to duty and to a
principle of honor. It is a chaiacter to
which the common soldier in life’s bat
tle may attain. The youth of the land
cannot copy tho mighty g' nius of Lee,
but they may be taught to love truth
and honor, tube faithful even unto cieuth
like {jam Davis.
Raise him a monument—a monument
to the you) . hero of tho iv.nniKjn people
—that will hold aloft the lesson of his
glorious martyrdom—that will teach
tho proud and the haughty that even
among tho Immbloand the obscure (lure
are hearts (if gold and souls of in n to
sufiir and endure.—Memphis Commer
cial Ap-poul.
HONEST FAILUHES. What Ska!! I Do?
London'* Law About Wreath*.
Possibly there is not a day that passes
in Paris bnt that some wreath or trivial
floral tribute is placed on the statue of
the dead and remembered of France.
What, we wonder, would the Parisian
journals say if a Frenchman or a French
woman bad been treated in the way de
scribed by a correspondent? He writes:
“A few friends and myself collected a
small sum of money and purchased a
j handsome wreath, to which a card was
I attached, 'In Memory of Nelson. ’ This
wreath I sent by my servant, instruct
ing him to place the same on or at the
foot of the Nelson column, in Trafalgar
| square. The police constable on duty
] compelled my messenger to take the
wreath down again, because he bad ‘not
obtained the sanction of the board of
works to place a wreath on the monu
ment’ ”—Galignani’s Messenger.
A Remanerstlve Organ.
One—That man has made a fortune
with bis voice.
Totber—Is he inch a fine singer aa
that?
One—No. Auctioneer.—Detroit Tree
Pmh.
royal Tr-rth.
It i.-5 bxrdly s; j mien f< r ling-
la 1 "!'.' it.;uro king, t 11 Pr t > Ed
ward i ! V u. t‘. :;! lit.' i app nivumt
ofii.’a< y niatlo to the h-m vi'>bl or his
ro;.;.: !..g!ines.s should be n d. ntist. Yet
snch is tho case. Tho !. !> fellow is
hit g a good deal of troubin
teeth.ug, and acedrdingly one of the i.i-
test i.;iucs of The Go\eminent tty
announces tho appuintm at of :t clever
young dentist as “dental surgiu a in
ordinary to his royal higlinc Prni'-o
Ed waul of York. ” in eour.-o of time he
will be provided, through the columns
of the official gazette, with a governor,
a contr; Her, equen ie.;, lords and gentle
men in watting, grooms of the stole, and
chaplains, besides physicians and private
seen levies. But the dignitary win sc ap
pointment will outstrip all others in
priority, if not in importance and rank,
is that of the young dentist. T(.e:!i uic
becoming more and more an important
consideration in the reigning fun; dies of
Europe. Thus tho royal house t i {Sweden
keeps a dentist busy all the time, owing
to the fact of all their teeth being
bad, •whilo the molars of the reigning
home of .hum arc oxcrnciatingiy bad,
Don Carlos in particular havii::: been a
perfect martyr with his teeth until ho
had them replaced by artificial grinders.
In fact, there is not at single royal house
in Europe that onn boast of good teeth,
and for this reason dentists play so im-
portant a rolo in their existence that it
is difficult to realize that a century ago
even royal teeth wore attenued to by
barbers.—Chicago Record.
Lion* Bolder Tlmn Tigers.
The lion does not appear to possess
tho wariness of a tiger. Ho will dash
into a tied up bait in the most head
strong manner, heedless of tho hunter
seated behind a screen of bushes, whose
presence, with his keen powers of smell,
he cannot fail to detect. From what I
have heard and seen of his habits I
should say he was a bolder animal than
the tiger, but by that I do not mean a
more dangerous one. In one respect per
haps he is less dangerous than cither
tiger or panther, for I am inclined to
think that it is not somnch his habit to
feed on putrid flesh as cither of tho two
latter and consequently he does not kill
by blood poisoning after manling his foe
so often its tho others do. Of late years,
since Africa has become more accessible
to sportsmen, one hears frequently of
lions getting the best of it and leaving
their adversaries fairly well mangled,
bnt in nearly all the cases I have heard
of, the manled man recovers, whereas in
India as surely as tho hot season and
its accompaniment, tiger shooting, come
around tiger and panther score several
deaths, usually by blood poisoning con
sequent to a mauling received from one
of thd two.—{Scribner’s.
“Murtlierin” Work.
In a small country town in S<nith
Wales, in the days before the gaslight-
er’s torch replace the more cumbersome
ladder, a son of Erin was engaged to
extinguish the public lamps, for which
he was to receive 1 shilling a night.
Accordingly, at 11 o’clock the next
night, he sallied forth, ladder on shoul
der. A few miuntes later the attention
of some passersby was attracted by tho
nnnsnal spectacle of a man on a ladder,
his head thrust as far as it would go
into the lantern of a public lump, and
bis cheeks inflated, vainly endeavoring
to blow ont the gaslight.
Half an hour later the irate Hibernian
again appeared at the gasworks, and on
being asked for an explanation of hii
early return he replied:
“Och, bedad, it’s murtherin work.
Aim not guiu to blow me inside ont for
ft abillxng a night. ’’—Strand Magazinft
REV. MADISON C. PETERS ON FRAUD-
| ULENT BANKRUPTCY.
It Is More Honorable i or Some Men to
Fail Than For Others to Snereeil—Gio-
No Quarter to Crime Let .’ri .on Doors
Open to the Guilty.
In his evening sermon on Sept. 22
Rev. Madison C. Peters spoke on the
| rascality of failures. IIu said in part:
It has become a proverb, “He who
never fails will never grow rich. ” It is
but just to say that while there is much
dishonest rascality in tho majority of
onr failures, there is occasionally an iu-
' stance of honest misfortune. In that
! great day when the books shall be open
ed it will be found that men have griev
ously erred in judging of the honesty of
Others. Many who have had the stigma
of dishonesty lixed upon them were by
misfortune disabled from paying their
just debts and will stand acquitted by
that Judge who knows all the facts.
It is more honorable tor some men to
fail than it is for other, to succeed This
city is full of men who have found it
easier to rob by bankruptcy than by bur
glary. Strange to say, a man will be
treated in proportion as his fall was se
vere. {Smash on a small scale, and the
world will kick you. Smash on a grand
scale, and the world will feel honored
by being kicked by you. We have no re
spect for a failure that 1 s not “Napole
onic.” These men would rath- r he cun
sidcred km.vts than fool:. We need a
public opinion which will put stripes
on defaulters. Once in awhile shoe high
toned scoundrels are condemned, if the
case was too m toriuai ly flagrant, but
the officers must take tiie fastest express
train and hurry to Fing .Sing in the
briefest time, or the governor's pardon
gets there before them, if tho devil
himself were scut to Sing Sing, I be
lievo there would be found soft hearted
women and softer headed men who
would petition tho governor for clem
eucy. Make hard limes h r defaulters
and dishonest bankrupts, and there will
bo no more for the people. We have
been putting premiums on crime, crying
virtually that it is a safe thing to be a
big thief. It is a disgrace to our public
authorities that men notorious for finan
cial criminality walk the streets of our
city unwhipped of justice, and with a
proud, (letiant look seem to say: “Well,
I have got the money V.'la.; are you to
do about it?” Do about it? I would
brand upon tin ir brows the, unmistaka
ble word •‘Scm.iuln l!” 1 would likeaii
men to point at them the linger of scorn,
crying with a loud voice. “Stop thief!’
Let crime be given no quarter. Let the
prison doors be opened to tho guilty, uo
matter what family connections the.'
may have. High social standing only
aggiaval; their guilt.
There have lx on so many calls for a
poem Rev. Madison C. Peters, D D.,
quoted in a recent sermon to young
men, preached in the Asbury Park
auditorium, that we ir rowith produce
it. The lines were writ ecu by a convict
in the Illinois stale prison:
It's curious, isn’t it, Hilly,
Tin' ehuUKcH that t\v« lv«s mouths may
brhiK'r
Last year I was at f-ara.ova,
Ah happy and rich as a kin;;.
I \\i„i taking in pool.-, on • V races,
• And fecinsi the waiter with “ton,”
And sippini: n.iat juh ; . , y twilight
And today 1 am hero in the “pen.”
What led !. to do ill What always
Leads in' :i to dcstm -tioa and crime?
The Jin Ii at .soil, who;.i y . i’vc read of.
Has nltcr.-d s aie wh..l in his time.
He sp tnis hi ; sul wince ; . freely
As the Uibheal 1 e »'.v « I' old.
But when ii is gone ■ fund's
The husks will Vurn into gold.
Thy old, old story, Bid^,
Of pleasure.-; that en i m tears,
Tho froth that foams f< r an hour,
Thu dregs that arc tasted for years.
Last night as 1 sat hero and pondered
On tho end of my evil ways
There arose, like a phantom before me.
The visions of boyhood days.
1 thought of my old home, Billy,
Of the schoolhouso that stood on the lull
Of tho brook that flowed through tho
meadow
I can e’en hear its music still
Again I thought of my mother,
Of the mother who taught mo to pray.
Whose love was a precious treasure
That I needlessly east away.
I saw again in my visions
Tho fresh lipped, cureless boy,
To whom the future was boundless
And tho world but a mighty toy.
I thought of all this as 1 sat hero,
Of my ruined and wasted life.
And the pangs of remorse were bitter.
They pierced my heart liku a knife.
It tuki s some courage, Billy,
To laugh in the faco of fate,
When tho young ambitious of manhood
Are blasted at twenty-eight.
A Laxative Diet.
For a laxative diet Mrs. Rorer recom
mends, first of all, an abundant use of
fats. If bread is used, it should bo
wholewheat bread, with a goodly quan
tity of butter. Masticate it thoroughly.
At least once, and better twice a day,
take lettuce or cress or tomatoes, with
plenty of oil and very littlo acid, the
acid used be ug lemon juice, and not
vinegar. Eat also a little fat with meat
and masticate thoroughly. Tea should
not be used, and just before taking cof
fee drink at least half a glass of cold,
not ice, water. Take a half pint of wa
ter tho first thing in the morning and
the same quantity before retiring. Do
not eat sweets, bnt fruit may no taken,
and a few nuts—peanuts, well roasted,
in moderation, Brazil uuis, or about six
almonds—at the close of the dinner.
Avoid cake and pastry. Use an abun
dance of green vegetables, and have petti
toes baked, never fried. Boiled rice is
a gootl substitute. Do not drink milk at
mealtime—preferably not at all whilo
taking tho diet. Steamed figs may be
used at least once u day, and stewed
cherries, prunes, ripe peaches or grapes
without the seeds are all admissible.
It the earnest, almc i agonizing cry ot
weak, tired, nervous v. omen, and crowded,
overworked, struggling men. Slight dif-
lici:i;i< .5, ordinary enrej. household work
or daily labor, mrg iify themselves into
seemingly impassable mountains.
This is simply because the nerves ar*
weak, the bodily organs debilitated, and
they do not
Take
proper nourishment. Feed tho nerves,
organs ami tissues on rich red blood, and
how soon the glow of health comes to the
p<ale firmness to tho unsteady
hand.. GL.vngth to tho faltering limb.
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. ...n ; tho beat friend to unfortunate
1 « V.. Bo sure to get Hood’s and
on ly Hood’s. All druggists. $1; six for ?5.
r rstKc tho after-dinner pill and
2 fO<-»Li is i lilS «amiiy cathartic. rUc.
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Lieutenant—What! You demand 16
per cent interest for three mouths? Don’t
you blush to own tho fact?
Banker—I change money. Color—
never!—Mosaonal d’Amiens.
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