Pike County Democrat, Volume 30, Number 17, Petersburg, Pike County, 1 September 1899 — Page 7

■■ 5EUr i’iisc Countjj gcuwcrat mol's Editor anil froprlutoft rKTEU-Ullliti. INDIANA. | THE PETTED SNAK|g i By P. Y. Black. LBy jr. x. mac*. WHEN Kalph was sent put to learn the intricacies of the coffee planting business in Ceylon, years ago, he was duly grateful to his guardians for finding a career for him, but was -slightlj- dubious himself as to whether he would care much for that sort of thing. He studied books about the plage and read of panthers, elephants, elk and snakes living in profusion there. He felt somewhat alarmed, being, you know, merely a harmless, studious youth of sonic 17 years old, who had not the slightest desire to killfan elephant, so long as the elephant did not want to kill him. Kalph had one particular servant, whom he had to engage and pay himself - —L»e Silva, a Cingalese. The other help came from the coolie lines of the estate, and, after their day’s work, used to retire to their huts. When dinner * in the evening was over De Silva used to retire also. Where he retired to Kalph never inquired. At any rate, after the day’s work was -done, unless he was invited to dine with the periadore, Kalph was utterly alone, with no white man nearer than the big bungalow, iya miles away, down the mountain. <

He used to sit and try to read the magazines sent out to him, and his boojks, but the terrible silence of the mountains—welcome to an older man— ^ \ frightened him. That silence would be broken sometimes by a furious tom-tom orgie at the huts of the coolies, or the long wail -of a native woman, mourning her dead child, or, again, by a sudden tropical thunderstorm, with such crashes of thunder echoing among the mountains, -and such torrents of rain as filled the boy’s timid soul with terror. * It was in the midst of one such storm, when the reading lamp was low, and it was near midnight, that Ralph, longing for a companion, for some one to talk to, looked up and saw Magog. Ralph gave one tremendous howl and rushed out through the back door to seek De * Silva. De Silva was placidly asleep on the couch he had chosen for that night —a shelf just, one would think, broad enough for the crockery it was intended to hold. Still, De Silva looked comfortable. “A cobra I ” yelled Ralph, pulling the cook down on the floor without regard to his feelings. “A cobra! A snake! A serpent! A monster!” “Where?” cried De Silva, jumping on a chair. “In the sitting-room, hanging half ■way down the wall! It hangs from

*0, HONORABLE DORE. IT IS MAGOG.” the ceiling cloth” (in old bungalows whitewashed canvas, often cracking at the walls, is stretched beneath the rafters, and looks just like an ordinary wiling), “and was coming at me!” De Silva looked at Ralph reproachfully, and at his shelf bed regretfully. “O, honorable dore,” said he, “it is Magog. Didyou not know? It Is the special friend and protector of my last honorable dore. No cobra—no, dore. Only one great, beautiful, much to be caressed ratsnake, Magog.” So De Silva went with his young master into the bungalow and introduced him to Magog—the snake. Magog hung just as Ralph had described him, half way down the wall, a great, fat, black snake, with quiet, steady, watchful eyes on the room. It hung ready, at a flash of dread, to draw itself up above the wiling doth and disappear in its lair there beneath the bamboo thatch, •where it hunted the rats, which fought with it for a home.

“No Magog, said De Silva, explaining, “then too many rats and mice.” In faet, Magog was the house cat. De Silva took a saucer and filled it -with cocoanut milk and placed it on the floor in Magog’s corner. Ralph shuddered when he saw the reptile slither to the ground, evidently feeling quite secure, and suck up the milk. De Silva imiled. “Wait, honorable sir,” said he, “and 1 will, with your honorable favor, bring him a dinner. It may be that the gods have not seen fit to give him rats.” The cook came back with a little squirming puppy, its eyes not yet open. “Don’t!” Ralph cried, but the snake had already darted for the little beast, swallowed it, gorged it, Ralph could its uudulous body distend.

. ■ ■■II. .■ —— * “KHl It-kfll Itr Ralph eried. and De Silva looked at him with extreme sorrow and some contempt. “No, dore,” said he, “it was my last honorable dore’s treasure. The honorable sir said it was the luck of the bungalow—I say right in Englisn; Yes? The luck of the bungalow. It was his treasure. Do not kill it.” The snake lapped up the rest of the milk, and in a twinkling slithered away again. De Silva went back to hisshelf, and Ralph went to bed. But he could not sleep. Above his head that night and every night he could bear the scamper of rats on the ceiling cloth, and after them the rush of the snake, and then a faint, forlorn squeak, and he knew that Magog waa doing his duty as a colonial house cat. The snake may have been doing his duty, but Ralph could not bear the thought of its nearness. He tried to conquer the feeling, but he couldn’t. Poor Magog, used to being petted bjr its last master, would peer out from the ceiling cloth for hours in the evening, while Ralph was trying to read, and Ralph would look up from his books and see its black head apd quiet, watchful eyes, and be horrified. Between its noise by night in the roof and its presence in the evening, Ralph grew so nervous that, in spite of De Silva’s warning and wishes, he tried to kill the snake. He sat one evening at his table with a revolver in hand, and when Magog appeared as usual, he took fair aim and fired. The bullet went into the wall; Magog withdrew like a flash. De Silva came rushing. “I think 1 hit the brute,” said Ralph, and pointed to a spot of blood on the whitewashed wall. v. “O! honorable dore,” said De Silva, superstitious as his kind, “it was the luck of the bungalow—say I it right? My last dore said Magog was the luck of the bungalow.” No more came Magog to plague the young sinnadore. For many nights the rats scampered over the ceiling,cloth without any pursuer. Ralph,in his lonely evenings, looked at the vacant crack and congratulated himself. 4 “I must have killed the horrid brute," said he, “and a good job, too. Probably, the rats avenged themselves by eating him.” So the young sinnadore rested and told, when he was at the periadore’s bungalow for dinner, how he had made a marvelously good shot at the snake and ridded himself of an intolerable nuisaiiCe.

“You oughtn't to have done that,** said the periadore,” smoking his cheroot and smiling upon the boy. “Why not? I hate snakes—I abhor them.’’ “Maytyjj, but they . have their uses,** said the periadore. “I’ll kill a cobra or tic-polonga quick as anybody, but I would not kill a harmless ratsnake, which is poisonless, and which, rftv lad, has been cleaning out the rat# and mice from your bungalow for years. To put it mildly (it was not only cruel, but a mistake. Marigold, your predecessor, cherished old Magog. He used to tell me the brute was boss of the house, and that if Magog were not there the rats would make his life not worth living.” . - * jjj* “Yes, but the beast was so familiarcoming out at dinner to hang thereasking for milk—ugh!” “All right, old chap,” said the periadore; “it’s your bungalow, not mine.” Within a week of the night when Ralph shot at the snake, there came one of those tumultuous rainstorms which are never seen anywhere except in the tropical rainy seasons. Try and picture to yourself the day of judgment, with the whole heavens j tumbling in, like a falling roof, on top | of you, with all the navies of the world firing turre't guns at yoti, with all the lightning of the skies concentrating upon you, with not a soul, white or black, near you, without a. single tongue to cry “Here!” when your tongue cries “Help!” without a hand to reach out to touch yours—try and picture yourself a scene like that, and you have some idea of the tempest in which Ralph one lonely night in his bungalow on the mountain went to bed and slept—slept, utterly tired out from working up the mountain with the periadore and the coolies to strengthen the dam which giiided the hill stream from its natural path to irrigate the low-lying land. Ralph’s bedroom was off the sitting room, under the same ceiling cloth, and his bed lay elose to the wall. He was utterly tired, but he dreamed, and in his dream somehow Magog the snake was mixed up. He dreamed the snake was following him revengefully; he dreamed it came up to him, running; he dreamed it caught him; he dreamed that he fell down; he dreamed that the snake coiled and struck at his chest. He woke up with the yell of nightmare—half choked, horrible. And it was true! As he awoke, Magog, the great snake, dropping from the ceiling, fell on him and swiftly glided away out of the door, i Ralph was on his feet instantly, and found himself drenched in perspiration. For a moment he could not understand. Then, above the noise of the thunder,' above the crash of the rain he heard another sound. He heard the roar of released waters, the roar of great rocks and tons of earth coming slipping, sliding, dashing down the

mountain—a landslide. ad*j Kaiph knew that his bungalow was right in the path of the escaped waters. He was out of the place in his pajamas just in time to reach high land and see his bungalow swept away. De i Silva stood beside him, shivering and praying. .1$ “Ah! honorable sir,” said De Silva* “I tpld you, you killed the luck of the bungalow; Magog, the snake.’* “I did not,” cried the trembling boy. “It lived and warned me, or I should be dead now.” But Magog was seen no more.—Bo* ton Globe.

THE ISSUES OF 1896.; W. J. Bryan Says the Chicago Plan* form Will Stand _~ tfcf Silver Chaaiploi AUreuea Ckw Democrats of Iowa at Dm Malaei — Repablteaaa Arralgaed. William J. Bryan was in great da* mand at the state democratic conven- | tion, Des Moines, on the 16th. He spoke to an audience of 6,000 persons in the Auditorium, and then delivered a second address to 4,000 more in the tabernacle. His remarks were thoroughly in line with his earlier declarations and with the-position taken by the state central committee and the party managers, who are anxious to reunite the party if possible by throwing overboard sixteen to one. Mr. Bryan first reviewed the record of the republican party, accusing it of putting the dollar above the man. He then took up the silver question, saying prosperity did not set in until six months after the election, when the J Klondike gold mines began to be heard from. “The republicans who claim that times are bette- because the balance of trade Is In , favor of the United States.** he said, “give away their own position and admit tha ■ democratic view of the quantitative character of money is correct. The financiers of England control the English government, through England the rest of Europe,- and through Europe the United States. “The 6,300.000 democratic voters of the party in 1896 were for stiver. The T.000,600 republican voters were for a platform which called for lnternatlonalT bimetallism. Only the Palmer and Buckner voters were for the gold standard—less than one per cent.—yet now the Iowa republican platform goes a step farther and la mainly for gold alone. ' Moreover, the republicans threaten to retire the greenbacks, though they have never been before the people on that issue.** The speaker next went after the trusts. The money trust, he said, is the biggest trust of all. He was glad the traveling men were fighting the industrial trusts now, but sorry they had not seen the logic of events In 1896 and helped to fight the money trust then.

“The men who make trust speeches and , applaud them." he_asserted. “are bankers, j A new danger of thetrusts has Just been de- ; veloped. When a trust gets control of all j the factories In a given line and the hands t Vln one factory strike the trust will close that one establishment and make its goods at the others. When the workmen at that place are starved to the point of working for any wages offered that factory will be reopened and a lockout to reduce wages will be inaugurated at another factory.” Mr. Bryan closed by a lengthy discussion of imperialism. “The difference,” he said, “between a republic and an empire'is this: A republic needs an army of 25,000 for 70,000,000 people. An empire needs four times that large an army, when 10,000,000 population is added. This suits the young men who get fat jobs in the army, but not the people who pay the *1.500 a year needed to maintain each soldier in the Philippines.” . Mr. Bryan gave figures to show that England and other nations do not cob onize rapidly, and added: “With 20 people to the square mile in America and 60 to the mile in the Philippines, there Is no opportunity there. Even If we succeed in killing off all the natives you cannot get young Americans to go there. They prefer to live in Iowa and Nebraska. The profit will not equal the cost and the profit will not go to the right people, but to Investment syndicates. Even If any man is willing to trade for pottage and does not have a taste for birthright he had better investigate the pottage. “As the Tagals are largely Christians and our native allies are largely Mohammedan^, we ought to ask the sultan to help us to subdue the Christian insurgents. “This government ought to make a declaration of good intentions toward the Philippines, as it did toward Cuba. The president ought to have done so, or if he did not have the power should have asked congress for It. Now he might call a special session to ask for the power. Cleve land called a special session to repeal the Sherman act, and McKinley called one. A special session now would cost much money, but not nearly so much as the continuance of the war. -The republican party has the at-torney-general and all the machinery for enforcing the .existing anti-trust laws. If these laws are insufficient that party has the president and both houses of the next congress and it can enact all necessary laws for their suppression or control. The last congress, was also republican, and nothing was done. If, as Attorney-General Griggs contends, congress has no power to pass an effective anti-trust law, there remains the remedy pointed out by Mr. Havemeyer—namely, tear down the tariff wall and let the outside world enter into competition with the trusts.— Baltimore Sun. -A true American revolts at the idea of ruling a subject race, for the instinct of freedom tells him that, whether right or not, it is deteriorating. We see now that “benevolent assimilation” means iron rules, and we are afraid of it, for we know that enslaving a nation is as dangerous as enslaving an individual. But how can we avoid establishing virtual slavery in our conquered islands? The more we look at this wretched Filipino business the worse it seems.—Hartford Times. * -Mr. McKinley will be quite ready to refer the Philippine problem to congress when it meets, although he did not consult that body with reference to his war of conqu* st. It is a peculiarity of this administration that it is only willing to take congress into ita confidence after it has mixed things so that it can’t straighten them out—Coluro bvs Press-Post

VARIOUS ANIMAL NOTES. It is estimated that one crow will destroy 700,000 insects every year. There are now over 100,000 embalmed specimens of birds, mammals, reptiles and fishes in thip country, the bulk of which were embalmed within eight years. Last year 5,000 horses were slaughtered for meat at Linton, Ore. A Philadelphia professor declares horse meat Is as good, healthy and nutritious a* beef or mutton.

Till BUSINESS TRIALS. Or. Talmage Shows How They Refine the Spirit. Bclttira in Trade—The Merchant's Olee a School «f indentry, Patience, I*tegrtt> natttf* rich! LtvU|.

(Copyright, 1S», by Ipoula Klopsch.) Washington. Aug. ». >it In this discourse Dr. Talmage argues that religion may be affairs of life, and tken into all the stead of being a hindrance, as many t] enforcement. The te: 11: “Not slothful in in spirit; serving the Industry, devoutn service—all commend* text. What, is it shall be conjoined? no war between religion and business, between ledgers and | Bibles, between churches and eountin contrary, religion a< link, is a rest is Romans 12: justness; fervent >rd.” and Christian in that short iible that they )h, yes. There is houses. On the derates business, sharpens men’s wits, sweetens acerbity of disposition, fillips the blood of phlegmatics and throws more velocity into k. It gives betudgment, more ore muscles to to enthusiasm a You cannot in orld show me a incss has been the wheels of hard ter balancing to the strength to the will, industry and throws i more consecrated fire all the circle of the man whose honest b despoiled by religiop. The industrial class' three groups—prod turers, traders, farmers and miners, such as those who tu: and wool and flax into 6uch as make profit o and exchange of all t dueed and manufactu man may belong to these classes, and not jone is independent of any other. When the prince irajperial of France are divided into rs, manufacueers, such as Manufacturers, corn into food pparel. Traders, t of the transfer at which is proA business ny one or all of fell on the Zulu battlefield because the strap fastening the stirrup to the saddle broke as he clung to it, his comrades all escaping, but he lances of the savage: people blamed the ei diing under the a great many ipress for allowing her, son to go forth into that battlefield, and others lish government for a rifice, and others bla their barbarism. The lamed the Engpting the saced the Zulus for |ne most to blame was the harness makeir who fashioned that strap of the stirrjup out of shoddj and imperfect material, as it was found If the strap to have been afterwai had held, the princej imperial would probably have been alive to-day. • But the strap broke. No prince independent of a harness maker! High, low, wise, ignorant, you in one occupation, 1 in another, all bound together. -• So tflat there must be one continuous line of sympathy with each other’s work. But whatever your vocation, if yon have a mult ip icitv of engagements.if into your life there come losses and annoyances and perturbations as well as percentages had dividends, if you are pursued from Monday morning until Saturday night, njnd from January to January by inexorable obligation and duty, then you arh a business man, or you are a business woman, and my subject is appropriate to your case. We are under the impression that the moil and tug of business life are a prison into which a majn is thrust, or that it is an unequal Strife, where unarmed a man goes foijth to contend. I shall show you this morning that business life was intended and glorious educatii and if I shall be hel] want to say I shall wrinkles of care out jbGod for grand and discipline, to say what 1 ifnb some of the your brow and

unstrap some of the burdens from your back. I am not talking of an abstraction. Though never having been in business life, I know all about business men. In my first parish at Belleville, N. J., ten miles from New York, a large portion of my audience was made up of New York merchants. Then I went to Syracuse, a place of immense commercial activity, and then I went to Philadelphia and l ived long among the merchants of that city, than whom there are no better men on earth, and for 25 years I stood at my Brooklyn pulpit, Sabbath by Sabbath, preaching toaudienees the majority of whom were business men and business women. It is not an abstraction of which I speak, but a reality with which I am well acquainted. . In the first place, I remark that business life was intended as a school of energy. God givers us a certain amount of raw material out of which we are to hew our character. Our faculties are to be reset, rounded and sharpened up. Our young folks having graduated from school oir college need a higher education, that which the rasping collision of every-ejiay life alone can effect. Energy is wjrought out only in the fire. After a i^an has been in business activity 10, :i0, 30 years, his energy is not to be measured by weights or plummets or ladders. There is no height it cannot scale, and there is no depth it cannot fathonji, and there is no obstacle it cannot thresh. Now, my brother, why did God put you in that school of Energy? Was it merely that you might be a yardstick to measure cloth, orl a steelyard to weigh flour? Was it merely that you might be better qualified to chaffer and higgle? No. God placed you in that school of energy that you might be developed for Christian «vork. If the undeveloped talents in the Christian churches of to-day were brought out and thoroughly harnessed, I believe the whole earth would be converted to God in a twelvemonth. There are so many deep streams that are turning no mill and that are hamenstd to no factory bands. Now, God demands the best lamb out ef every flock. He demands the rich

eat sheaf of every harvest. He demands the best men of every generation. A cause in which Newton and Locke and Mansfield toiled you aDd I can afford to toil in. Oh, for fewer idlers in the cause of Christ and for more Christian workers, men who shall take the same energy that from Monday morning to Saturday night they put forth for the achievement of a livelihood or the gathering of a fortune, and on Sabbath days put it forth to the advantage of Christ's kingdom and the bringing of men to the Lord. Dr. Duff visited, a man who had inherited a great fortune. The man said to him: “I had to be very busy for many years of my life getting my livelihood. After awkUe this fortune came to me, and there has been no necessity that 1 toil since. There came a time when 1 said to myself 'Shall 1 now retire from business or shall 1 go on and serve the Lord in my worldly occupation?* ’* He said: “I resolved on the latter, and 1 have been more industrious in commercial circles, than 1 ever was before, and since that hour 1 have never kept a farthing for myself. 1 have thought it to be a great shame if I couldn’t TtSl as hard for the Lord as 1 had toUed for myself, and all the products of my factories and my commercial establishments, to the last farthing, have gone for the building of Christian institutions and supporting the church of God.”- Would that the same energy put forth for the world could be put forth for God. Would that a thousand men in thesfe great cities who have achieved a fortune could, see it their duty now to do all business for Christ and the alleviation of the world’s suf

ter mg: Again, I remark that business life is a school of patience. In your everyday life how many things to annoy and to disquiet! Bargains will rub. Commercial men will sometimes fail to meet their engagements. Cashbooks and money drawer will sometimes quarrel. Goods ordered for a special emergency will come too late or be damaged in the transportation. People intending no harm will go shopping without. any intention of purchase, overturning great stocks of goods and insisting that you break the dozen. More bad debts on the ledger. More counterfeit bills in the drawer. Mom debts to pay for other people. More meannesses on the part of partners in business. Annoyance after annoyance, vexation after vexation, and loss after loss. All that process will either break you down or brighten you up. It is a school of patience. You have known men under the process to become petulant, and choleric, and angry, and pugnacious, and cross, and sour, and queer, and they lost their customers, and their name became a detestation. Other men have been brightened up under the process. They were toughened by the exposure. -They were like rocksvall the more valuable for being blasted. At first they had to choke down their wrath, at first they had to bite their lip, at first they thought of some stinging retort they would like to make, but they conquered their impatience. They have kind words now for sarcastic flings. They have gentle behavior now for unmannerly custom 'rs. They are patient now with unfortunate debtors. They have Christian reflections now for i sudden reverses. Where did they get I that patience? By hearing a minister preach concerning it on Sabbath? Oh, no. They got it just where yon will get it—if you ever get it at all—selling hats, discounting: notes, .turning banisters, plowing corn, tinning roofs, pleading causes. Oh, that amid the turmoil and anxiety and exasperation of everyday life you might hear the voice of God saying: “In patience possess your soul. Let patience have her perfect work.” I remark again thaf business life is a school of useful knowledge. Merchants do not read many books and do not study lexicons. They do not dive into profounds of learning, and yet

nearly all through their_ occupations come to understand questions of finance, aid politics, and geography and jurisprudence, and ethics. Business is a severe schoolmistress If pupils will not learn, she strikes them over the head and the heart with severe losses. You put $3,000 into an enterprise. It is all gone. You say: “That is a dead loss.” Oh.no. You are paying the schooling. That was only tuition, very large tiutition—I told you it was a severe schoolmistress—but it was worth it. You learned things under that process you would not have learned in any other way. Traders ih grain come to know something about foreign harvests; traders in fruit come to know something about the prospects of tropical production; manufacturers of American goods come to understand the tariff on imported articles; publishers of books must come to understand the neSv law of copyright; owners of ships must come to know winds and shoals and navigation, and every bale of cotton and every raisin cask and every tea box and every cluster of bananas is so much literature for a business man. Now, my brother, what are you going to do with the intelligence? Do you suppose God put yon in this school of information merely that you might be sharper in a trade, that you might be more successful as a worldling? Oh, no. It was that you might take that useful information and use it for Jesus Christ. Can it be that you have been dealing with foreign lands and never had the missionary spirit, wishing the salvation of foreign people? Can it be that you have become acquainted with all the outrages indicted in business life and that you have never tried to bring to bear that Gospel which is to extirpate all evil and correct all wrongs and illuminateall and save men for this world and the world darkness and lift up all wretchedness to come? Can it be that understanding all the intricacies of business yonj know nothing about those things which will last after all hills of exchange and consignments and invoices and rent rolls shall ha»e enun- 1

I pi ed up and been consumed In the fin* qf thf last great day? Cast it be that a man will be wise for time and a loot ter eternity?' $0; , I remark also that business life is a school for Jfiitegrity. No man knows what he will do until he is tempted. There are thousands of men who hare kept their integrity merely because they never have been tested. A mau was elected treasurer of the state of Maine some years ago. Hefwas distinguished for his honesty, usefulness and uprightness, but before one year had passed he had taken of the public funds I for his own private use and was hurled out of offieein disgrace. Distinguished lor virtue before. Distinguished for crime after* Toil can call over the names of men just like that, in whose honesty you had complete confidence, but placed in certain crises of temptation uucy went overboard. Never soman v temptations to scotrndrelism as bow. Not a law on the statute book iiht has some back door through which a miscreant can escape. Ah, how many deceptions in the fabric of the goods! So much plundering in commercial life that if a man talk about living a life of complete commercial integrity there are those who ascribe it to greenness and lack of taet. Ilow many men do you suppose there are in commercial life who could say truthfully i “In all the sales I have ever made 1 have never overstated the value of goods* in all the sales I have ever made I have never covered up ah imperfection in the fabric; in all the thousands of dollars I have ever made I have not taken one dishonest farthing?**

There arc men, however, who can say it. hundreds who can say it, thousands who can say it. They are more honest than when they sold their first tierce of rice, or their first firkin of butter, beca use t heir honesty and integrity hare been tested, tried and come out triumphant. But they remember a time when they could have robbed a partner, or have absconded with the funds of a bank, or made a false assignment, cr borrowed inimitably without any efforts at payment, or got a man Into a sharp cornet’ and fleeced him. But they never took one step on that pathway * of hell fire. They can say their prayers without hearing the chink of dishonest dollars. They can read their Bible without thinking of the time when with a Me on their soul in the custom house they kissed the Book. They caa think of death and the judgment that comes after it without any flinching—that day when all charlat ans and cheats, and jockeys and frauds shall be doubly damned. It does not make their knees knock together, and it does not make their teeth chatter to read “as the partridge sitteth on eggs and hatcheth them not, so he that getteth riches, and not by right, shall ; leave theta in the midst of hisdays.and at his end shall be a fool.’* What a school of integrity business 1 life is! If you ever have been tempted to let your integrity cringe before present advantage, if you have ever wakened up in some embarrassment and said: “Mow. I will step a little aside from the right path and no one will know It, and I will eome all right again, it is only once.” That only once has ruined tens of thousands of men for this life and blasted their souls for j.j eternity. A man arose in Fulton street prayer meeting and said: “I wish publicly to ’ acknowledge the goodness of God. I was in business trouble. X had money to pay, and I had no means to pay it, and 1 was in utter despair, of all human help, and I laid this matter before the Lord, and this morning I went down among some old business friends I had i not seen in many years just to make a call, and One said to me: ‘Why, $ am so glad to see you! Walk in. We have some money on our books due you a good while, but we didn’t know where you were, and therefore not having > your address, we could not send it. We are very glad you have come.’ ” And the man standing in Fulton ^street prayer meeting said: “The amount they ?. paid me was six times what 1 owed.” You say it only happened so? You are unbelieving. God answered that man’s

prayer. S|M.- . ' Oh, you want business grace. Coin-' mereiai ethics, business honor* laws want something more than this world will give you. You want God. For lack ol Him some that you have known have eon sen ted to torge, and to maltreat their friends, and to curse their enemies, and their names have been bulletined among scoundrels, and they have been ground to powder, while other men you have known have gone through the very same stress of circumstances triumphantly. There are men 4 here to-day who fought the battle and gained the victory. People come out of that man’s store, sad they say: “Well, if there ever was a Christian trader, that is one.” Integrity kept the books and waited on tie customers. Light from the eternal world hashed through the show windows. Love to God and love to man presided in that storehouse, Some day people going through the street notice that the shutters of thfe window are not down. The bar of that store door has not been removed# People say; “What is the matter?” You go up a little closer, and you see written on the card of that Window: “Closed on account of the death of ( one of the firm.” That day all through^ the circles of business there is talk J about how a good man has gone. Boards of trade pass resolutions of sympathy, and churches of Christ pray: “Help, Lord, for the godly man ceaseth.” He has made his last bargain, he has suffered his last less, he has ached with the last fatigue. His children will get tbs result of his industry, or, if through misfortune there be no dollars left, they will have an estate of prayer and Christian exampie whieh will be everlasting. Heavenly rewards for earthly discipline. There “the wicked cease fro®* troubling and the w^arv are at rest.” of trade, place, but all very good in their re are times when you