The Syracuse Journal, Volume 5, Number 33, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 12 December 1912 — Page 3

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Transmigrating Turkey. “The only time 1 ever believed 15; the transmigration of souls was one frosty November afternoon on my Indiana farm ” The speaker was George Ade, the humorist. He continued: “It was a day or two before Thanksgiving. The trees were bare. The fields were a russet brown color. Toward me over those russet fields strutted a very plump, very large, very young turkey. “Then it was that an ardent belle! in the doctrine of metempsychosis seized me. “‘Yotr,’ I said to the superb bird, *you are now a turkey. And you will die tomorrow. But, cheer up. Your next transmigration will be into the body of a humorist not unknown to fame.’ ” Two Guesses. “Weil,” said the proud father as ; the doctor entered the room, “what > is it —a boy or a girl?” “I’ll give you two guesses, and even | then you won’t guess right.” said the doctor. “Tush! nonsense!” said the proud father. “Boy?” “Nope,” said the doctor. “Ah —girl, then?” said the proud father. “Nope,” said the doctor. "Ah—l know,” said the proud father, sadly.—Harper’s Weekly. Good Job. "Now. Johnny,” said the teacher ! after she had explained the meaning of the w ord. “I wish you would write a containing defeat.” After a struggle which lasted for about twenty minutes f Johnny announced that he was ready to be heard. “Please read your composition,” the teacher directed. “When you git shoes dat’s too tlte,” Johnny read, “it’s hard on de feet.” Very Much So. “When Mrs. Jibbetts was asked why ; she neglected her friends so, she gave a bald excuse." “What was it?” “The baby.” Advice From an Acquaintance. “Now if I can get some acquaintance ■ to indorse my note ” “Better try some stranger." Successful. "Is he a very successful surgeon?" “Very.” Nearly all of his patients . live long enough to pay their bills." | Some of the charity that begins at. home isn’t worth making a fuss about If cne gave voice only to one’s thoughts one wouldn’t talk so much NEVER TIRES Os the Food That Restored Her tc Health. "Something was making me ill and I didn’t know the cause,” writes a Colo, young lady: "For two years ] was thin and sickly, suffering from ia digestion and Inflammatory rhouma tlsm. “I had tried different kinds of diet, and many of the remedies recommended, but got no better. ’"Finally, Mother suggested that J try Grape-Nuts, and I began at once, eating it with a little cream or milk. ▲ change for the better began at once. “To-day I am well and am gaining weight and strength all the time. I’ve gained 10 lbs. in the last five weeks and do not suffer any more from Indigestion, and the rheumatism is all gone. “I know it is to Grape-Nuts alone that I owe my restored health. I still •at the food twice a day and never tire of it.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. The flavour of Grape-Nuts is peculiar to itself. It is neutral, not too sweet and has an agreeable, healthful quality that never grows tiresome. One of the sources of rheumatism is from overloading the system with acid material, the result of Imperfect digestion and assimilation. As soon as improper food Is abandoned and Grape-Nuts is taken regularly, digestion is made strong, the organs do their work of building up good red blood cells and of carrying away the excess of disease-making material from the system. The result is a certain and steady re’urn to normal health and mental aetvity. “There’s a reason.” Read the little book, “The Road to WelL yttfc,” in pkgs tver read the above lettert A new nn« appear* from time to time. They , pre genuine, true, and full of hVMI

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a SYNOPSIS. — Mrs. Keziah Coffin. supposed widow is arranging to move from Irumet to Boston. following the death of her brother, for whom she had kept house. Kj an Pepper, widower, offers marriage, and is Indignantly refused. Capt. Elkanah Dani lets, leader of the Regular church I Keziah a place as housekeeper for the ■ new minister, and she decides to rema.n i In Trumet. Keziah takes charge or Kee. I John Ellery, the new minister, and givtts him auviee as to his conduct toward members of the parish. Ellery causes a sensation by attending a 2. meeting. Ellery’s presence is bitteilj resented by Eben Hammond, leader or the meeting. Grace apologizes for tier guardfan and Ellery escorts her nome In the rain. Capt. Nat Hammond, Ebens son, becomes a hero by bringing - the packet into port safely through fog and storm. Ellery finds Keziah writing a letter to some one. inclosing money in response to a demand. She curiously startled when Informed of the arrival or Nat. Nat calls on Keziah. and it develops that they have, been lovers since youth. Daniels remonstrates with Ellery for attending “Come-outer” meeting. CHAPTER V.—(Continued.) “•Stand by!’ roars Nat. ‘lt’s a squall, dead astern and cornin’ abilin ! ’ll take her, ’Bije. You look out for them tops’ls.’ “So Nat grabs the wheel and ’Bije , tears for’ard and sends the two fo’mast hands aloft on the jump. Zach was skipper, but all he done was race . around and holler and trip over his own feet. It hit ’em ’fore they got even one tops’l clewed down. That cne, the fbretops‘l ’twas, split to rags. The main tops’l was set, and when the squall struck, the rotten old topmast went by the board ‘Kerrash-o!’ ’Course splinters flew like all possessed, and one of ’em, about a foot long, sailed past .Nat's head, where he stood heavin’ his whole weight on the wheel, and lit right on the binnacle, smashin’ it to matches. . "Well, there they was. afloat, but with their upper riggin’ gone and the compass smashed flat. A howlin’ no’thwester bldwin’ and fog thick as ever. | Zach was a whimperin’, fidgetin’ old ' woman, Lafayette and Emulous was i prayin’ in the scuppers—and that ain’t an exercise they're used to, neither — ’ even ’Bije was mighty shook up and 1 worried —he says he was himself. But Nat Hammond was as cool and refreshin’ as the bottom of my well up home. “Then Nat suggests gettin’ the spare ompass and, lo and behold you! there wa’n’t any. Compasses cost money and money’s made to keep, so- Zach thinks. “So there they was. Wind was fair, ; or ought to be, but ’twas biowin’ hard ! and so thick you couldn’t hardly see j the jib boom, Zach he wanted to anchor, then he didn’t, then he did, and so on. Nobody paid much attention to him. “‘What'll we do, Nat?’ says ’Bije. He knew who was the real seaman ' i aboard. ! “ ‘Well, if ’twas me, I wouldn’t anchor till I had to. Prob’ly ’twill fair off tomorrow, but if it shouldn’t, we might have to lay out here all day. Anyhow, we’d have to wait for a full tide.’ “‘l’m Afraid we’re off the course,’ says ’Bije, ’else we’d been acrost the bar by this time.’ “ ‘Well,’ Nat tells him, ‘if we are off ; the course and too far inshore, wel would have made the bar—the Bayport bar —if not the Trumet one. And i If we’re off the course and too far out, we’d ought to have deeper water than five fathom, hadn’t we? ’Course I’m not sure, but— What’s that, landsman?’ “ ‘Three and a half, sir,’ says the feller with the lead. That showed, they | was edgin’ in somewheres. Nat he I sniffed, for all the world like a dog catchin’ a scent, so ’Bije declares. ■‘ ‘Tell you I smell home,’ says Nat, calm and chipper, ‘and I’d know that smell if I met it in Jericho. Ha! there she deepens again. That was the bar and we’re over it.’“The wind had gone down to a stiff sailin’ breeze, and the old Debby SI. slapped along afore It. Sometimes there was twelve foot under her keel ar-fl sometimes eight or nine. Once ’twas only seven and a half, Zach and ’Bije both looked at each other, but Nat only smiled. “ *Oh, you can laugh!’ hollers Zach. * ’Tnin’t your vessel you’re runnin’ Into danger. You ain’t paid out your good money-— ’ “Nat never answered; but he stopped smilin’. "And all to once the water deepened. Hammond swung her up into the wind. “ ‘Now you can anchor,’ says he. “ ‘And ’bout time, too, I guess,’ stays ’Bije. ‘I cal’late the skipper’s right. This is Horsefoot and we’re right between the shoals. Yes, sir, and I hear breakers. Lively there!’ “They hove over the mudhook and dropped the sails. Nat shook his head. “‘Breakers or not,’ says he, ‘I tell you I’ve smelt home for the last half hour. Now, by the jumpin’ Moses, I can taste ft!* “And inside of a couple of shakes come the rain. It poured for a while and then the fog cleared. Right across their bows was Trumet, with the town clock strikin’ ten. Over the flat place between the hills they could see the light on the ocean side. And they was anchored right In the deep hole inside the breakwater, as sure as I’m knee high to a marlin spike! “ Tllje just stareM at Hammond with his mouth open. “ ‘Nat,’ says he, ‘you're a seaman, if I do say it. I thought I was a pretty good bay pilot, but I can’t steer a vessel without a compass through a night as black as Pharaoh’s Egypt, and in a thick fog oesldes, and land her square •a top bar moorin’s. If my hat ••’n’t sletfaia* around thirty mil*

astern, I snum it I wouldn't take it off to you this minute!”’ The minister shut the door behind his departing guests. Then he went out into the kitchen, whither , the housekeeper had preceded him. He found her standing on the back step, looking across the fields. The wash bench was untenanted. * “Hum!” mused Ellery thoughtfully, “that was a good story of Captain Mayo's. This man Hammond must be a fine chap, I should like to meet him.” Keziah still looked away over the fields. She did not wish her employer to see her face—just then. “I thought you would meet him,” she said. “He was here a little while ago and I asked him to wait. I guess Zeb’s yarn was too much for him; he doesn’t like to be praised.” “So? Was he here? At the Regular parsonage? I’m surprised.” “He and I have known each other for a long while.” “Well, I’m sorry he’s gone. I think I should like him.” Keziah turned from the door. “I know you would,” she said. CHAPTER VI. ;In Which Captain Nat Picks Up a Derelict. It is probable that John Ellery never fully realized the debt of gratitude he owed to the fog and the squall and to Captain Nat Hammond. Trumet, always hungry for a sensation, would have thoroughly enjoyed arguing and quarreling over the minister’s visit to the Come-Outer meeting, and, during the fracas. Keziah’s parson might have been more or less battered. But Captain Nat's brilliant piloting of the old packet was a bit of seamanship which every man and woman on that foambordered stretch of sand could understand and appreciate, and the minister’s indiscretion was all but forgotten in consequence. The “Daily Advertisers” gloated over it, of course, and Captain Elkanah brought it up at the meeting of the parish committee, but there Captain Zeb Mayo championed the young man’s course and proclaimed that, fur’s heveas concerned, he was for Mr. Ellery more’n ever. “A young greenhorn with the spunk to cruise singlehanded right Into the middle of the Come-Outer school and give an old bull whale like Eben the gaff is the man for my money,” declared Zebedee. Most of his fellow-commit-tee agreed with him. “Not guilty, but don’t do it again,” was the general verdict. Keziah watched anxiously for a hint concerning her parson’s walk in the rain with Grace, but she heard nothing, so congratulated herself that the secret had been kept. The tide at Trumet, on the bay side, goes out for a J. long way, leaving uncovered a mile and a half of flats, bare and sandy, or carpeted with sea weed. Between these flats are the. channels, varying at low water from two to four feet in depth, but deepening rapidly as the tide flows. The best time to visit the flats—tide serving, of course —is the early morning at sunrise. Then there is an inspiration in the wide expanse, a snap and tang and joy in the air. Ellery had ' made up his mind to take a before- ’ breakfast tramp to the outer bar and so arose at five, tucked a borrowed pair of fisherman’s boots beneath his arm, and, without saying anything to his housekeeper, walked down the lawn behind the parsonage, climbed the rail fence, and “cut across lots” to the pine grove on the bluff. There he removed: his shoes, put on the boots, wallowed through the mealy yellow sand forming the slope of the bluff, and came out on the white beach and the inner edge of the flats. Then be splashed on, bound out to where the fish weirs stood, like webby fences, in the distance. A cart, drawn by a plodding horse sfMk Sb "Better Get Aboard, Hadn’t You?” and with a single Individual on its high seat, was moving out from behind the breakwater. Some fisherman driving out his weir, probably. The minister had been on the bar a considerable time before he began to think of returning to the shore. He was hungry, but was enjoying himself too well to mind. The flats were all his that morning. Only the cart and its driver were in sight and they were half a mile off. He looked at his watch, sighed, and reluctantly started to walk toward the town; he mustn’t keep Mrs. Coffin’s breakfast waiting too long. The first channel he came to was considerably deeper than when he forded it on the way out. He noticed this, but only vaguely. The next, however, was so deep that the water splashed in at the top of one of Ma i boots. He did notice that, becanae

though he was not wearing hts best clothes, he was not anxious to wet his “other ones.” The extent of his wardrobe was in keeping with the size of his salary. ? And the third channel was so wide and deep that he saw at once it could not be forded, unless ha was willing to plunge above his waist. He hurried along the edge, looking for a shallower place, but found none. At last he reached the point of the flat he was on and saw, to his dismay, that here was the deepest spot yet, a hole, scoured out by a current like a mill race. Turning, he saw, creeping rapidly and steadily together over the flat behind him, two lines of foam, one from each channel. His retreat was cut off. He was in for a wetting, that was sure. However, there was no help for it, so he waded in. The water filled his boots there, it gurgled about his hips, and beyond, as he could see. it seemed to grow deeper and deeper. The current was surprisingly strong; he found it difficult to keep his tooting in the soft sand. It looked as though he must swim for it, and to swim in that tide would be no joke. Then, from behind him, came a hail. He turned and saw moving toward him through the shallow water nowcovering the flat beyond the next channel, the cart he had seen leave the shore by the packet wharf, and, later, on the outer bar. The horse was jogging along, miniature geysers spouting beneath its hoofs. Tlje driver waved to him. “Hold on, mate,” he called. “Belay there. Stay where you are. I’ll be alongside in a shake. Git dap, January ! ” Ellery waded back to meet this welcome arrival. The horse plunged into the next channel, surged through it, and emerged dripping. The driver pulled the animal into a walk. “Say,” he cried. “I’m cruisin’ your way; better get aboard, hadn’t you? There’s kind of a heavy dew this mornin’. Whoa, Bill!” ' “Bill” or “January” stopped with apparent willingness. The driver leaned down and extended a liand. The minister took it and was pulled i up to the seat. “Whew!” he panted. “I’m much j obliged to you. 1 guess you saved me from a ducking, if nothing worse.” The horse, a sturdy, sedate beast to whom all names seemed to be alike, picked un his feet and pounded them down again. Showers of spray flew about the heads of the pair on the seat. “I ain’t so sure about that duckin’,” commented the rescuer. “Hum! I guess likely we’H be out of soundin’s if we tackle that sink hole you was nndertakin’ to navigate. Let’s try it s fittie further down.” Ellery looked his companion over. “Well,” he observed with a smile, “from what I’ve heard of you, Captain Hammond, I rather guess you could navigate almost any water in this locality and in all sorts of weather." The driver turned in surprise. “So?” he exclaimed. “You know me. do you? That’s funny. I was tryin’ to locate you, but I ain’t been able to. You ain’t a Trum«tite, I’ll bet on that.” “Yes. I am.” “Tut! tut! tut! you don’t tell me. Say, Shipmate, you hurt my pride. I did think there wa’n’t a soul that ever trod sand in this village that I couldn’t name on sight, and give the port they hailed from and the names of their owners. But you’ve got me on my beam ends. And yet you knew me ” “Os course I did. Everybody knows the man that brought the packet home.” The cart was afloat. The horse, finding wading more difficult than swimming, began to swim. “Now I’m skipper again. sure enough,” remarked Hammond. “Ain’t gettin’ seasick, are you?” The minister laughed. “No,” he said. “Good! she keeps on a fairly even keel, considerin’ her build. There she strikes! That’ll do, January; you needn’t try for a record voyage. Walkin’s more in your line than playin’ steamboat. We’re over the worst of it now. Say! you and I didn’t head for port any too soon, did we?” “No, I should say not. I ought to have known better than to wait out there so long; I’ve been warned about this tide. I—” “S-sh-sh! that’s all right. Always glad to pick up a derelict, may be a chance for salvage, you know. Here’s the last channel and it’s an easy one. There! now it’s plain sailin’ for dry ground.” The old horse, breathing heavily from his exertions, trotted over the stretch of yet uncovered flats and soon mounted the slope of the beach. The minister prepared to alight. “Captain Hammond,” he said, "you haven’t asked me my name.” “No, I seldom do more’n once. There have been times when I’d just as soon cruise without too big letters alongside my figurehead.” “Well, my name is Ellery.” “Hey? What? Oh, ho! ho! ho!” He rocked back and forth on the seat. Tne minister’s feelings were a bit hurt, though he tried not to show it. “You mustn’t mind my laughin’,” explained Nat, still chuckling. “It ain’t at you. It’s just because I was wonderin’ what you’d look like if I should meet you and now— Ho! ho! You see, Mr. Ellery, I’ve heard of you, same as you said you’d heard of me.” The minister, who had jumped to the ground, looked up. “Captain Hammond,” he said, “I’m very glad indeed that I met you. Not alone because you helped me out of a bad scrape; I realize how bad it might have been and that—” , “Shsh, shh! Nothin’ at alt Don’t be foolish. ■* * “But I’m glad, too, because I’ve heard so many good things about you that I you must be worth knowing. I hope you won’t believe I went to your father’s meeting with any—” “No, no! Jumpin’ Moses, man! I don’t And fault with you for that I understand, I guess." “Well, if you don’t mind the fact that I am what I am, I’d like to shake hands with you.” Nat reached down a big brown hand. “Same here,” he said. ’’Always glad to shake with a chap as well recommended as you are. Tes, Indeed, I mean it You see, yoa’Te got a frtaad

that's a friend of mine, and when she guarantees a man to be A. 8., I’ll ship him without any more questions.” Breakfast had waited nearly an hour when the minister reached home. Keziah, also, was waiting and evidently much relieved at his safe arrival. < “Sakes alive!” she exclaimed, as sh» met him at the back door. “Where in the world have you been, Mr. Ellery? Soakin’ wet again, too!” He told briefly the story of his mor» ing’s adventure. The housekeeper listened with growing excitement. “Heavens to Betsy!” she interrupted. “Was the channel you planned to swim the one at the end of the flat by the longest weir leader?" “Yes.” “My soul! there’s been two men drowned in that very place at half tide. And they were good swimmers. After this I shan’t dare let you out of my sight.” “So? Was it as risky as that? Why, Captain Hammond didn’t tell me so. I must owe him more even than I thought.” CHAPTER VII. In Which the Parson and Mr. Pepper Declare Their Independence. That afternoon, when dinner was over, the Reverend John decided to make a few duty calls. The first of these he determined should be on ths Peppers. The Pepper house was situated just off the main road on the lane leading over the dunes to the ocean and the light. It was a small building, its white paint dingy and storm beaten, and its little fenced-in front yard dotted thickly with clumps of silver-leaf saplings. A sign, nailed crookedly on a post, Informed those seeking such information that within was to be found “Abishai G. W. Pepper, Tax Collector, Assessor, Boots and Shoes Repaired.” And beneath this was fastened a shingle with the chalked notice, “Salt Hay for Sale.” . The boot and shoe portion of the first sign was a relic of other days. Kyan had been a'cobbler once, but it LJJIIfeIM ■jt j fiiiihiiw “Here I Be at Thia Window." is discouraging to T?ait three or four weeks while the pair of boots one haa left to be resoled are forgotten in • corner. The minister walked up the dusty lane, lifted the Pepper gate, swung it back on its one hinge, and knocked at the front door. No one coming in answer to the knock, he tried again. Then from somewhere in. the rear of the house came the sound of a human voice. “Hi?” it called faintly. “Whoever you be. don’t bust that door down. Come round here.” Ellery “came along” as far as the angle where the ell joined the main body of the house. So far as he could see every door and window was closed and there were no signs of life. However, he stepped to the door, a greenpainted affair of boards, and ventured another knock. “Don’t start that poundin’ again!” protested the voice. “Come round to t’other side where I be.” So around went the Reverend John, smiling broadly. But even on “t’other side” there was no one to be seen. And no door, for that matter. “Why!’ ’exclaimed the voice, “If ’taln’t Mr. Ellery! How d’ye do? Glad to see you, Mr. Ellery. Fine day, ain’t it? Here I be at this window.” (TO BE CONTINUED.) Why We Are Right-Handed. One of the professors at a wellknown agricultural college has figured it out that if you are left-handed it is a sign that your ancestors were not good fighters. “Most persons are right-handed.” says he. “Only one in every twenty is left-handed. Why are people righthanded? They may have been born that way, it is true; but why? “Away back in the beginning the chief occupation of man was fighting. In battle he carried a shield in one hand and a weapon in the other. It was not much work to carry the shield, but the quick action required by the hand and arm which did the fighting soon developed that arm. It also developed the nerves and the half of the brain that governed the right side of the body. Those who shielded their left side —thus protecting the heart—were the ones who usually came out victorious. Down through the ages this selection continued, the right hand gradually becoming more proficient.” The Hat Question in 179(L The Handel festival was originally given in Westminster Abbey, and th« official notice of 1790 announced that “no ladies will be admitted with hats, and they are particularly requested to come without feathers and very small hoops, If any.” As ecclesiastical law demands that female worshippers shall cover their heads In church, this regulation was curiously anomalous. A suggestion in regard to ladles’ headgear was also made by Sir Frederic Cowen In 1906, when he gave it as his opinion that the ladies might discover in their wardrobe some “extremely fascinating flat hats,” which would not obstruct the view. Ths "fascinating flat hats” were, however, chiefly conspicuous by their absence, owing presumably (we write subject tc feminine correction) to the fact that the flat hat was not among the fashions ot that year.—London Globe.

The Second Coming of Christ By REV. JAMES M. GRAY, D. D, Dean of the Moody Bible institute. Chicago TEXT—"Waiting for the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.” —Ist Corinthians 1:7.

These words of Paul to the Corinthians expressed the attitude of that church, and they should express the attitude of the whole church of Jesus Christ everywhere and always. By the church we mean regenerated men and women, true believers on the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. What Does it Mean?

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There is much confusion as to what is meant by the Second Coming of Christ, and yet the scriptures clearly teach that he is coming again in a personal and visible sense. What other interpretation can be given to the words of the angels spoken to the waiting disciples on Mt. Olivet just after the ascension of our Lord? "Ye men of Galilee, why stand ye gazing up into-heaven? This same Jesus, which is taken up from you into ' heaven, shall so come in like manner j as ye have seen him go into heavenj (Acts 1:11.) i All the orthodox creeds of the church have taught this, although there Is a difference of opinion among I good Christians as to the time when ! he shall come. [ For example, the scriptures speak i of a thousand, years when peace and I righteousness: shall prevail over the ! earth, known mostly as the niillennij um; and there aro those who think I that the Lord will not come until ' : after that period, while others be- : lieve that he will come before it. 1 This latter is my judgment, for 1 I I cannot see how there can be a mil- i lennium until he comes to Introduce : and make it a possibility. This judgment is based upon the ' teaching of both the Old and New ! Testaments, but specifically upon our Lord’s command to “Watch,” because we know; not the day nor the hour when he shall return. A friend of mine used to spend his summers in New Hampshire, and one day he said to his little children that business called him to Boston. They were very much disappointed to have him go, and he cheered them up by saying that he would return again, and that they should wyitch for him. As a consequence, his train had hardly ■ drawn out of the station when they i ran to their mother and asked her to wash their hands and faces, and comb their hair, that they might run down . again and wait for the incoming train . on which they expected him to return. J This they did continually at train time ( from day to day, until he did return; so that afterwards their mother said i she had never known them to show such an interest in soap and water in their lives. It is for a result not unlike this that our Lord would keep us in the spirit of expectancy, for as the apostle John says, “Every man ( that hath this hope In him purifleth himself, even as he is, pure.” (Ist John 3:3.) Sometimes it is asked what is the practical value of preaching on the Second Coming of Christ? We have already stated one answer to that question in the effect of the hope on the personal character of the believer, but in addition to that it can be said that there is not a single Christian grace or virtue named in the New Testament with which that hope Is not connected. Three hundred times is it mentioned there, thus showing us its importance in the Christian scheme, and the need of giving it its rightful place in all our Christian thinking and doing. ' iMtew Bonar’s Crown. That dear old Scottish saint, Andrew Bonar, once visited this country, and when he was returning they gave him a farewell meeting in New YorkSeveral eulogistic speeches were made, and one speaker in closing said, “Brethren, think of the ‘crown of righteousness which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give him at that day.” And when he sat down, Dr. Bonar arose, and walking to the front of the pulpit, concluded that quotation from Paul’s second letter to Timothy adding, “And not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing.” There are at least three crowns that are promised that faithful believer in the life to come, but this crown belongs alone to them who love our Lord’s appearance. Are we counted in that blessed number? “Do thou my soul keep watch, beware lest thou In sleep sink down. Lest thou be given o’er to death, and lose the golden crown.” ■> And yet how shall we watch except by living a life daily in the will of God. But how do men know the will of God except as they learn of it in the Bible where it has been revealed? Nor is the simple reading of the Bible enough, unless the Holy Spirit shall interpret it to our understandings, and apply it to our hearts. This he does in answer to our supplications, henefe I exhort you to a life of real piety. The Secret of the Quiet Heart. "Whoso hearkeneth unto me ... •hall be quiet from fear of evil."— Pror. 1, 33. The secret of a quiet heart is to keep ever near to God. Stayed on him -we shall not be shaken and our hearts will be “fixed, trusting in the Lord.” We get above the fogs when we soar to God, and circumstances in their wildest whirl will not suck us into the vortex if we are holding bff him and know that he is at our right hand.—Alexander Maclaren, DD. i --T’

New Way to Get Money. There are many ways to get money from people, and in these days when It is often necessary to raise varioun sums for missionary and other church work, the ministers of the gospel make all sorts of moving appeals. But the preacher who takes the prise j in this line of endeavor so far is an old colored man down south. “We has a collection to take up dis mawnin’,” he said; “a collection toe a mos’ important cause, an' we needs as much money as we kin git. But. i foh do sake of your reputations, j whichever of you stole Mr. Jonerf I turkeys don’t put nothin’ in de plate.” That was how he got money out of every member of his congregation, i —Popular Magazine. No Call for Anxiety. 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