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VOL. XXXI. PULASKI, TEN.. THURSDAY, DECEMBER 20,CHRISTMAS MORNING. FOOD FOR REFLECTION.

TIIE MIRACLE AT CAN A.GTxTs Bottle, snd some Cay, standingbefore the throne, we will lift our cupof delight and ask that it be filled withthe wine of hven ; and Jesus, fromthat bottle of tears, will begin to pour

.sana out to he a ring belonging tothe royal family. It was taken up tothe king's residence, and for the hon-esty of the man in bringing it lck hehad a house given to him, and a gar-den and a farm. Who was it matseut the raven tapping on the window!The same God that sent tho mveii tofeed Elijah- - by the brook Cherh.Christ in the hour of extremity I

You mourned over your sins. Youcould not find tho way out You satdown and said: "God will not bemerciful. He has cast me off ;n but inthat the darkest hour of your history,light broke from the throne, and Jesussaid: "O wanderer, coma home.- - Ihave seen all thy sorrows. In this,the hour of thy extremity, I offer theepardon and everlasting life P

Trouble came. You were almosttorn to. pieces by tlwit trouble. Yaubraced yourself up against it Yousaid: "I will, be a stoic, and will notcare ; but before you had cot throucrh

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aay rveiBMon Dorrv;Wav all iKouahts of saojess.

1 Happy, Mappy nori- -

though without mkmtioh. TTie teacherasked him his came and he said it wasGeorge. Being asked what his last namewas he said that was his last name.

"But you must have another name,"urged tho teacher. "Is it George Smith,or George Johnson, or George What?"

"Nope," he said, shortly. "TaintGeorge "What, nor George Nothin', it'sGeorge. I hain't got no oder name."

But the joke came when the teacher,wishing to know whether he had learnedanything at all, asked him, "Do youknow who made you?"

At the same Instant a boy behind himstuck a pin into George. Such trickswere very common among the little sav-ages, but it did not hurt any tho less be-

cause it was not unusuaL George jumpedfrom his seat and shouted at the top ofhis voice "Goddemitey."

"Well, that's right," said the teacher,who had not noticed the trick. "Butdon't shout so." The story was foldafterwards, with enlargements, untft itbecame a "chestnut" many years ago.

It was a long time some months be-

fore the teachers could learn much aboutthe boy, for he was distrustful to thelast degree. He kicked the Ite. Mr.Van Meter on the shins very violently,and twisted himself away like an eelwhen that gentleman, according to hishabit, laid his hand affectionately on theboy's shoulder. George thought he wasgoing to be beaten, and took his usualprecaution of eluding the preliminaryhold. lie had, it seemed, never knownwhat it was to have anybody take holdof him in kindness, and was no more tobe handled than a young bird pr a squir-ra- L

There was hardly anything, in fact,that he did know, as the good missionpeople reckoned knowledge. lie knewhow to swear fluently, as his acci-dentally correct answer as to hisMaker indicated, but he did notknow, and it was a long time be-

fore he could be made to understand,that swearing was wrong. In fact, hedid not know what wrong was. So faras his experience of life went, every-body did precisely what seemed at themoment desirable to do, unless pre-vented by superior physical force, or bybodily fear. Stealing was to him a per-fectly legitimate mode of acquiring any-thing that he might happen to want,and the only reason why it should bedone secretly was that too much osten-tation about the act was apt to provokeinterference on the part of the owner,who might and probably would wantthe article himself. Lying was simplytho easiest way of concealing anythingthat he did not care to reveal, and theonly inkling he had of the objectionablecharacter of the act was that anybodyto whom he told a lie would beat himsavagely if he did not lie cleverlyenough to escape detection. As to theSabbath, the first knowledge he had ofthe difference between one day and an-

other came from his noticing that oncein a while these people who had wholeclothes on and who spoke gently cameinto the neighborhood and opened thelittle mission room and tried te get thechildren to go into it. " ' "

George was among those who werecoaxed in with much difficulty, but aftergoing once he went regularly. The roomwas clean and pleasant, and as the au-tumn days came on there was a stoveput in and a fire made it warm. Thatwas a novelty to him being allowed tosit undisturbed in a warm room. Thestory the good teacher obtained fromhim after winning his confidence wasappalling by its very absence of detail;but it was only one of many like stories,and she could do very little to alleviatethe misery that was all around her.

Georgo lived with a woman whom hehad been taught to call Aunt Sally.Whether she was his aunt, who his

1 THE SCIENCE OF Vuf.i.- - v

A Ikwtea Man Makes a Kmr tkiffraoilusTo Vs Electricity YfitH $)lel)'.

Gen. Francis A. Walker pmidci.tjoi mo aiassacnusetis lnsiiiuto or Technology, was interviewed by a Hentkman on the practical lessons of thofire. lie said: . . . , I

' "Of course, . I. have nt made rtudy of this fire, and am not preparedith ah opinion, as to its oriifin. . It '

said to have been stvrtod vjtlec'wires, and I hare n-- douJ icase. At sny rate, it has,way for many. objections toelectricity. This great. agdoubtodly Is dangerous. It haintroduced so extensively intime and has been put to so 'manyuses that the public bus become tcmifled, from the numerous accidents thathave occurred. The experience of thspist twenty-fiv- s years has proved thjttho world cannot decliue a jrreni;ncent of rower becnuso of the labiu- -

that f"0 U Mits benefits. Tho general u of eho-- jtrieity is meeting with opposition,. lu(Jits final uniyisrsal adoption is cei ta'.n.There will lie nccidnts and thr? wiltbo fires, but tkeimmeuRepo rtHHH!lto run street curs and to liivlt citir acannot be obtained without jhiuS... .Anere are as ytt comparatively irwimen. who have had thew-ienliii- triiin-- jing snd practical enirisiir ue idwith the best Muumiof power andIt is chiefly hmen. Thereof enthusiast!without practu,cation, and then,have hbd somethu,trical machinery, .some ideas, and lunafashion. This will chatand electrical matters wi' 1of men from our scieiwho acquire the experand are soon fully cqtbusiness.- "There is one thinthought might be uaofisection. It is that a thepotent seieutifio man btmake a practical studyshould have no duties other t,

and should have every txwsihJe uity for work. He should go to ev.fire in tho city, study its progress anutho accompanying air currents an ljmeteorological phenomena, Heooulkeep a chart of the fire for roferen uand comparison. I think such a mi, icould, with advantage, in for m him f(upon the gnscs, if any. generatwlbuilding materials and, the ciu tents f,mercantile houses when ubjstedgreat heat Ho could profitably i rcrease our knowledge as to what cstitues A fireproof building.

"The value of open squares i iiparks in case of a big fir cannotoverestimated. Thiy form vanlpoints from which the litvmniwork; they allow fuo uepi tinon'concentrate its litrfit nt a nurrpoint and afford much j ru diet twell as moral assistance Tho tstreets and the "shammy Ii

which many buililingn weare a constant " "Tho culy tgood l

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At.MiJwinv ttare boolijftckti, cpresents'Christ's m.Christinas trgatltering of ti.shrub uparkUng .... . . H

Claus and no pantomime. fCotthing 1k in a Christian lun l?

Yea, verily.AndyU Is not so very Vnn c,

Juf such a Christmas whs th.three-fifth- s of tha United KUvte

it is the rule now in consld" '

tlons where there ars no lai.So easily do ws got accustomc.is, and so naturally do childrenthat the system they first noticeitways been the system, that tno.ido not know, snd svun tho oil i

ire forgetting, thst the ChrUttnday Is comparatively a new thl

but what was ths old time Caud with what sights and somushered in? Well, in tlu firstwas in idl ths rural regions

a time when no money"wasted." Children must m.fuu without intra expense, i

child had csmuuy saved hi1 !

As to deliberately handing tdollar to a boy for Christms-sx- s

father would as soon hav is tof giving him a desd fcr ths i.was a season for rabbit hunting - I iding If there was snow enough

hisliding If thor was ice, for a j.: vBet and an extra piece of phi, a vpeshap, for soma home mnde p.A httls latsr toys begun l Co:

ay about I860 in ths central w( I !

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nered cows, dogs made of clay ia r--"

black In ths fire, and .o tit in t

forth j a collection of thm no . t

throws group of children into .

sions of laughter. Jte it ifuit: . - I

that less than fifty years ago Cln '

Louisville and Bt Louis wers t' 'cities really kmown to t)i greet i ,

people living et of Ohiaund s iTennessee, snd nine-te- nt u f the , !

under 20 years of gu hud never i

city of 10,000 inhabitant. Andlc. .

dsys rural America r.t kituated Chr sliterally without nionxv and w; i(csah) price. i

Plenty ot people ho d hot like t '

called old can recall tli tima winall ths book stores cf ths iunt rej'only two or thrvs kinds of "t'ry Ucould bs found, snd as to holiday b i

and holiday g xxls a u Si -- well, i .

could be found in tUi cities, prol' .

bat not on child in s uadicd, Ult)i country through, rv-- ""'them. V

Katlng JIM Mwl.Dr. W. Washburn, iti X iw

subfcet of ,,r4tiig IV fore F W

in The Medical !', rd, wy:there Is really. ty ju uhj for 'heprejudios, and we uiu only nhlsleep well without lirH inlitv;eialiy if' hungry) h; i,.n- - tmnagainst nature. For t n i4 Ojthat the stomach iT nr rr Iduring the jieriod .f divf"'what more natural, 'Jt t, titthe blood be drawn fev- - l!- I

it Is the tny.t yns-'uki- ' fj '

.bodyaJid during ! i ! ?

reqasmH a the brum Unit e

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" "is ilis ths ; :" "Ie'a ! e strpiMid itivule V I .t'i;wi'.H a letter in In-- h,.!:,:

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You make a gallant showAs in full fig you strut about

Majestically glow.

But would it, in your puffed out stata.Give you ton grvat a shock

To know e'en swine look down oa yolVain Mister Turkey-coc- k

mmYet so It b; for by their eyes.

And guttural parts of speech,I know they scold you for your pride.

And humbler thoughts would teach.

"You silly bird (they seem to myPray don't make such a clatter.

You're kept so well that you may lookWell on a Christmas platter."

London Graphic.

Komance and Facta.

Swlpesy What did Santer Clausbring yer, Misery?

Misery Oh, I got a brand new warmovercoat, and a pair o' dandy pants, anda lot o' can ly and s'm'other little thingsI can't jest remember. Whaju git?

Swipesy Oh, I got a sealskin cap, atisome warm cloze as goes on under these,an' fourteen dinner tickets, and lots o'candy' an' things. Now, Misery, straight

wha'd' yer git?' Misery (voice just a little shaky) Say,Swipesy, I bunged up my stockin' allright, and, do yer know, I never got abloomiu thing!

Swipesy (also shaky as to voice) Norme, neither. Smith, Gray & Co.'s Illus-trated Monthly.

How He Mould Slide.

Mrs. Smitem (to her son) Whichwould you rather have for Christmas,Robbie, a pair of skates or a sled?

Robbie Can't I have both?Mrs. Smitem No, I don't think Santa

Claus would consent to that.Robbie Then give me tho skates,

Tommy Slitnson's got a sled, and I canlick him. ,

A Wise Bird'- .'-

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"Why don't you eat, Mr. Gobbler?""Bcause I don't wish to be eaten, my

friend. Are you not awar that Christmas is coming?" Harper's Young Peo-ple.

Boys Are Human, of Coarse.The boy who finds his stockings well

filled on Christmas morning doesn't carewhat the other fellow got. Judge.

Christmas Gift!

A BTCDY'tJ BLACK ASD WHITE.

Jaan O. Whittier says he expects tolive to the age of 100 years, uiougn lieis net anxious to do so.

Eirbt thousand Bounds of lead orein one chunk were taken from the 3dGralT mine at Zincite, llo., the oi'aerday. ,

If you have a wife be as gentle andattentive to her aa if Bhe waa the wifeof some other man.

A brother of the Iter. Dr. LymanAbbott, the Ilev. Edward Abbott, ofCambridge, Mass., has just been madeProtestant Episcopal missionary bish-op of Japan.

St Helena, is now a barn; the roomin which he died is a stable ; and wherethe imperial body lay in state may befound a machine for grinding corn.

Of 1,548 marriages contracted inPrussia, last year between blood rela-tions, 1,422 were between cousins, 110U tween uncles and nieces, and 16 be-

tween aunts and nephews.Senator Edmunds, of Vermont, sayi

his daughter is about as skilled in thelaw as he is. She acta as his amanu-ensis and advises with him whendoubtful letral points arise. Such adaughter is a j:wel in the parentalcrown.

DR. TALMAGE ON THE TRANSFORMSTION OF WATER INTO WINE.

Aa Eloquent Sennas Preached oa Bibli-

cal Ground Ch-rlu- t Lores the Hooh. keeper He Comes In the Hour of s

tremitj He Wants Cs to Be Happy.

Near Cajja, Dec. 22. The Rev. T.Be Witt Talmage, D. D., preachedhere today oa "A Marriage Feast,"taking for his text John ii, 10: "Thouhast kept the good wine until now."lie said :

Standing not far off from the demol-ished town of what was once calledCana of Galilee, I bethink myself ofour Lord's first manhood miracle,which has been the astonishment ofthe ages. My visit last week to thatplace makes vivid in my mind thatbeautiful occurrence in Christ's minis-.tr- y.

My text brings us to a weddingin that village. " It is a wedding incommon life, two plain people havingpledged each ether, hand and heart,and their friends having come in forcongratulation. The joy is not theless because there is no pretension.In each other they find all thefuture they want The daisy in thecup on the table may mean as much asa score of artistic garlands fresh fromthe hothouse. When a daughter goesoff .from home with nothing but aplain father's blessing and a plainmother's love, she is missed as muchas though she were a princess. Itseems hard, after the parents havesheltered her for eighteen years, thatin a few short months her affectionsshould have been carried off by aiv-othe- r;

but mother remembers how itwas in her own casgL when she wasyoung, and so she braces up until thewedding has passed, and the banqueters are gone, and she has a good cryall alone.

Well, we are today at the weddinein Cana of Galilee. Jesus and his mother have been invited. It is evident thatthere are more people there than wereexpected. Either some people havecome who were not invited, or moreinvitations have been sent out than itwas supposed would be accepted. Ofcourse there is not enough supply ofwine. You know that there is noth-ing more embarrassing to a house-keeper than a scant supply. Jesussees the embarrassment and he comesup immediately to relieve it He seesstandiug six water pots. He ordersthe servants to nil them with water,then waves his hand over the water,and immediately it is wine real wine.iaste of it, and see for yourselves;no logwood in it no strychnine in itbut first rate wine. I will not now bediverted to the question so oftendiscussed in my own country. whetherit is right to drink wine. Iam de-

scribing the scene as it was. WhenGod makes wine he makes the verytwist wine ; and one hundred and thirtygallons of it standing around in thesewater pots wine so good tlSitthe rulerof the feast tastes it and says : 'Why,this is really better than anything wehave had ! Thou hast kept the goodwine until now." Beautiful miracle 1

A prize was offered to the person whoshould write the best essay about themiracle in Cana. Long manuscriptswere presented in the competition, buta poet won the prize by just this oneline descriptive of the miracle:The unconscious water saw Its God, and blushed.

We learn from this miracle, in thefirst place, that Christ has sympathywith Housekeepers. You might havethought that Jesus would have said:"I cannot be bothered with this house-hold deficiency of wine. It is not forme, Lord of heaven, of earth, to be-

come caterer Ho this feast I havevaster things than this to attend to."Not so said Jesus. The wine gave out,and Jesus, by miraculous power, cameto the rescue. Does there ever come ascant supply in your household? Haveyou to make a very close calculation?Is it hard work for you to carry onthings decently and respectably? IfSo, don't sit down and cry. Don't goout and fret; but go to him who stoodin the house in Cana of Galilee. Prayin the parlor! Pray in the kitchen 1

Let there be no room in all your houseunconsecrated bv the voice of prayer,If vou have a microscope, put underit one drop of water, and see the insects floating about; and wnen yousee that God makes them, and caresfor them, and feeds them, come to theconclusion, that he will take care ofyou and feed you, oh, ye of little faith 1

TRUST VS GOD.

A boy asked if he might sweep thesnow from the steps of a house. Thelady of the household said: "Yes; youseem very poor. lie says: 1 amverv poor." She says: "Don't yousometimes get discouraged, and feelthat God is going to let you starve?"The lad looked up in the woman's faceand said: "Do you think God will letme starve wnen 1 trust nun, ana mendo the best I can P Enough theologyfor older people! Trust in God anddo the best vou can. Amidst all theworriments of housekeeping, go tohim ; he will help you control yourtemper, and supervise your domestics,and entertain your gmssts, and manage vour home economies, lhere arehundreds of women weak, and nervous, and exhausted with the cares ofhousekeeping. I commend you to theLord Jesus Christ as the best adviserand the most efficient aid the LordJesus who performed his first miracleto relieve a housekeeper.

I learn also from this miracle thatChrist does things in abundance. Ithink a small supply of wine wouldhave made tin for the deficiency. Ithink certainly they must have hadenough for half of the guests. One gallon of wine will do: certainly live galIons will be enough; certainly ten. HutJesus goes on, and he gives themthirty gallons, and forty gallons, andfifty gallons, and seventy gallons, andone hundred irallons. ana one hundredand thirty irallons of the very bestwine.

It is just like him, doing everythingon the largest ana most generous seaDoes Christ our creator, go forth tomake leaves? He makes tnem oy mewhole forest full; notched like thefern, or silvered like the aspen, orbroad like the palm; thickets in thetropics, Oregon forests. Doea he goforth to make flowers! He makes plen-ty of them : they flame from the hedre.they hang from the top of the grape-Tin- e

in blossoms, they roll in the bluewave of the violeta, they toss theirwhite surf into the spira'a enough forevery child's hand a flower, enoughto make for every brow a ehapletenough with beauty to cover up theghasUiness of all the graves. Doesbe go forth to create water! 1 Ie poursit out not by the cupful, but by ariver full, a lake full, an ocean full,pouring it out until ail the earth hasenough to drink, and enough withwhich to wafch.

Does Jesus, our Lord, provide re-

demption? It is not a little salvationfor this one, a little for that and a lit-

tle for the other; bat enough for all"Whosoever will, let him come."Each man an ocean full for himself.lromwe for the young, promises forthe old, promises for the lowly, prom-ises for the blind, for the halt, for theoutcast for the abandoned. . Pardonfor all, comfort for alt mercy for alLheaven for all ; not merely a cupful ofGospel supply, but one hundred and

' thirty gallon. Ay, the tears of godlyrmmaUnea. are. ail .gathered, ua.inbt

in the cup, and we will cry: 'top.Jesus, we do not want to drink ourown tears!" and Jesus will say:"Know ye not that tho tears of earthare the wine of heaven P Sorrow mayendure, but joy cometh in the morning.

HE HELPS CS TO BE MEKSY. .I remark further. Jesus does uot

shadow tho joys of others with his ownSriefs. He might have sat down in

wedding and said: VI have somuch trouble, so much poverty, somuch persecution, and the cro iscoming; i sum I not rejoice, ana therloom of my face and of mv sorrowssliall be cast over all this group." Sosaid not Jesus, lie said to himseii:"Here are two persons starting out inmarried life. Let it be a joyful occa-sion. I will hide my own" griefs. Iwill kindle their joy." There aremany not so wise us that I know ahousehold where there are many littlechildren, where for two years the musical instrument has boon kept shutbecause there has Jeeii trouble in thehouse. Alas for the folly ! Parentssaying: " e will have no Christmastree this coming holiday because therehas been trouble in the house. Hushthat laughing up stairs 1 How canthere bo any joy when there lus beenso much trouble?" And so they makeeverything consistently doleful, andsend their sons and daughters to ruinwith the gloom they throw aroundthem.. Oh, my dear friends, lo you notknow those children will have troubleenough of their own after a while?Be glad they cannot appreciate allyours.1 Keep back the cup of . bitter-ness from your daughter's lips. Whenyour head is down in the grass of thetomb, poverty may come to her, be-

trayal to her, bereavement to her.Keep back the sorrows as long as youcan. 1K you not know that son may.after a while, have his heart broken?Stand between him and all harm.You may not fight his battles long;fight them while you may. Thrownot the chill of your own despondencyover his soul; rather be like Jesus,who came to the wedding hiding hisowu grief and kindling the joys ofothers. 8o I have seen tho sun. on adark day, struggling amidst clouds,black, ragged and portentous, butafter a while the sun, with golden pry,heaved back the blackness; and thesun laughed to the lake, and the lakolaughed to the sun, and from horizonto horizon, under the saffron sky, thewater was all turned into wine.

I learn from this miracle that Christis not impatient with the luxuries oflife. It was not necessary that theyshould have that wine. Hundreds ofpeople have been married without anywine. We do not read that any ofthe other provisions fell short VrhenChrist made the wine it was not a ne-

cessity, but a positive luxury. I donot believe that he wants us to eathard bread and sleep on hard mat-tresses, unless we like them tho bestI think, if circumstances will allow,we have a right to tho luxuries ofdross, tho luxuries of diet and the lux-uries of residence. There is no morereligion in an old cout than in a newone. We can serve God drawn bygolden plated harness as certainly aswhen w.e go Jesus Christ willdwell with us under a fine ceiling aswell as under a thatched roof; andwhen you can get wine made out ofwater, drink as much of it as you can.

What is the difference between aChinese mud hovel and an Americanhome? What is th.e difference be-

tween Ihe rough bear skins of theRussian boor 'and the outfit of anAmerican gentleman? No difference,except that which the Gospel of Christ,directly or iudirectly, lia cauRed.When Christ shall have vanquishedall the world, I suppose every housewill be a mansion, and every garmenta robe, and every horse an urcu-neck-e- d

courser, and every carriage a glit-tering vehicle, and every man a king,and every woman a queen, and thewhole earth a paradwe; the glories ofthe natural world harmonizing withthe glories of the material world, untilthe very bells of the horses shalljingle the praises of the Lord.

CHRIST LOVES OCR LAUGHTER.I learn, further, from this miracle,

that Christ has no impatience withfestal joy, otherwise he would nothave accepted the invitation to thatwedding. He certainly would notbavedone that which increased thehilarity. There may have been manyin that room who were happy, butthere was not one of them that did somuch tor the joy of the weddingparty as Christ himself. He was thechief of the bsmqueters. WTien thewine gave out, he supplied it ; and so,I take it he will not deny us the joysthat are positively festal.

I think the children of God havemore right to laugh than any other

people, and to clap their hands asloudly. There is not a single joy domed them that is given to any otnorpeople. Christianity does not clip thowings of the soul. Religion does notfnt the flowers. What Is Christian-ity! I take it to be simply a procla-mation from the throne of God ofemancipation for all the enslaved ; andif a man accepts the terms of that proc-lamation, and becomes free, has he hota right to be merry! SupiKwo a fa-

ther has an elegant mansion and largegrounds. To whom will he give thefirst privilege of these grounds! Willhe say: "My children, you must notwalk through these paths, or sitdown under thewe trees, or pluckthis fruit These are for outsiders,They may walk in them." Nofather would say anything likethat He would say: "The first priv-ileges in all the grounds, ami allof my house, Khali be for my ownchildren." "And yet men try to makeus believe that God's children are onthe limits, and the chief refreshmentsand enjoyments of life are for outsid-ers, and not for his own children. It isstark atheism. There is no innocent

j beverage too rich for God's child todrink; there is no robe too costly forhim to wearj there is no hilarity toogreat for him to indulge in, and nohouse too splendid for bun to live in.He has . right to the joys of earth ; heshall have a right to the joys of heav-en. Though tribulation, and trial,and hardship may come unto him. lethim rejoice. "Rejoice in the Lord, yerighteous, and again I say, rejoice.

I remark again thatChrit comesto us in the hour of our extremity.He knew the wine was giving out before there was any embarrassment ormortification. Why did he not perform the miracle sooner! Why waituntil it was all gone, and no helpcould come from any source, and thencome in and perform the miracle!This is Christ's way: and when he didcome in, st the hour of extremity, hemade first rate wane, so that iney cneaout: "Thou hast kept the good wineuntil now. Jesus in the hour or ex-

trenail y ! He seems to prefer thathour.

In a Christian home in Polandgreat poverty had come, and on thewk day the man was obliged tomove out of the house with his wholefamily. That night he knelt with hisfamily and prayed to God. Whilethey were kneelinir in prayer therewas a tap on the window ane. Theyopened the window, and there was araven thatthe family had fed andtrained, and it had in its bill a ring ailact willi precious. stone- - wJUir.h

OWN tfca ttatrs tho maBen

Down tbs polished, otkeutain.

Leaves th chamber wheriha sleeps.

Undisturbed by Chrbttnascares.

Sown tba irt!rs the maidensprings,

Not doubt becloud her brow,JoyotwJy her young voice rings,

"What has Battta, brought me now J"

Down the stairs the maiden creep,Down the cold and barren stairs,

Leaves the room In whluh she sleeps;lill of childish, Christmas cares.

On the stairs ths in allien stands,Fearing further down to go.

Trembling Are her lips and hands,"lias Old Santa bten below?"

E. II. Eatok.

FOUND AT FIVE POINTS.

k CKAI8YUAS STORY OTt REAL LIFE, BYDAVID A. CUIITIS. . . ....

(0.pyrlght, 1880, by American Fresa Association.)

OTIIE younger gener-ation who know New'ork only as it has

for twenty yearsI. pt. growing better

tle time despite thosneers of pessimists, it

la impossible to rcalizo that only a fewyears further back there was such aplace in the center of the city as the FivePoints. Nowadays it does not take un-

usual courage for a moderately athleticman to walk alone in broad daylightthrough any publlo street in the city.Then it was not safe to do so, and evencoUoemen rarely ventured alone afterdark tnU the region known by the oldnajn. Now the horse cars run throughtb center of it. Broad streets have beencut through, and old buildings replacedWith new. Factories and stores fetandwhero were formerly tumble down irook-erie- s,

that had stood since the last cen-tury, and that were swarming with themost degraded poor and the most desper-ate criminals. When the lie v. W. C. Vanftr, with a t$t friends as earnest and

determined as himself, first started amission school within the borders of thisvalley of the shadow of crime, he wasrepeatedly warned, by the police of thedangers he incurred, and It was sometime after the wdi k was started beforehe dared to take, even under escort, Intha middle of the day, the ladies whowere anxious to aid by teaching la thechouL It seems now like a Btory of

foreign land and another age, but I sawIn 1854 or 1833 a party of ft dozen ladiesand gentlemen mobbed as they startedhomeward from the school one Sundaynoon, hustled into the street and assailedwith volleys of obscene oaths and rottenvegetables, and so beset by a horde ofhalf drunken men and watnen that theywtrt glad to escape-- with whole bone9and ruined garments. And the policeeemed powerless to prevent or punish

such outrages, for this was no unusualoccurrence.

The region about what is now Paradisesquare, for the distance of a couple ofblocks in every direction, was honey-combed with blind alleys and secret pas-sages, some of them running under-ground from one blck to another. Itwa a city of refuge for criminals, and,though they warred and preyed uporiana another with entire lawlessness, tfteycombined as ; a unit to protect any oneamong them from the processes of thelaw. Aside from the criminals the pop-

ulation consisted almost "entirely, if notquits so, of the poverty stricken, for

' dire poverty and desperate crime then,as very often in history, went hand intiatid. .

The children, who were coaxed one byone into the minaion schoolroom, werea crowd of t!uU savages. Their ignor-anee-w- as

somethinij amazing. It wasnot verv uncommon to find among themboys and girls of 0 or 7 years old w hodid not know their full names, but whoatvnitlv declared thut "bally" or "ISMwas the only name they had, and onceor twice children were found who actu-- n

Hi.l not know whether they had everbad fathers and mothers. Soma had nohomes. God only knows how they kept

' alive, for they slept m noies ana corners,and fed like vagrant cats and dogs onwhatever thev could beg, find cr ste&L

5,1..? fVrLuinlv it U. but it U

Among the wildest and shyest of allhn rjmn in was a bo V who was the

originator of fimio.ua oke.

making the resolution, it broke downunder you. You felt that all your re- -

sources were gone, and then 'Jesuscame. "In the fourth watch of thenight the Hible says. ''Jesus came i

walking on tho sea." by did he notcome in the first watch! or in the sec-ond watch! or in the third watch? Ido not know. He came iu the fourth,and gave deliverance to his diiicipies.Jesus in the last extremity 1

will YOU LET CinU3T COME!

I wonder if it will be so in our very!last extremity. We ahall fall sud-denly sick, and doctors will come, butin vain. We will try tho anodynesand the stimulants and the bathings,but all in vain. Something will say;"You must go." No one to lu Id usback, but the hands of eternitystretched out to pull us on.. Whatthen! Jesus will come to Us. and aswe say, "Lord Jesus, I am afraid ofthat water; I cannot wade through totho other side," he will say, "Takehold of my arm ;" and we will takehold of his arm, and then he will puthis foot in the surf of the wave, takiugus on down deeper, deeper, deeper,and our soul will cry : "All tny wavesand billows have gono over me."They cover tho feet, cyma to the knee,pass the girdle and como to the head.

w.nd our soul cries out: "Lord JesusChrist I cannot hold thine arm anylonger." Then Jesus will turn, around,throw both his arms about us, and setus on the beach, far beyond th toss,ing of tho billows. Jesus in the lastextremity..

That wedding scene is gone now,Tho wedding ring has been lost, thotankards have been broken, tho houseis down; but Jesus invites us to agrander wedding. You know the BiMesays that the church is the LotnVswife, and the Lord will after awhilecomo to fetch her home. There willbe gleaming of torches in the sky, andthe trumpets of God will ravish the airwith their music : and Jesus will stretchout his hand, and the church, robed inwhite, will put aside her veil, andlookup into the face of her Ixiru theking, and the bridegroom will say totho bride: "Thou h:ut been faithfulthrough all these years 1 Tho mansionis ready I Come home ! Thou art fair,my love!" and then he sliall put uponher brow the crown of dominion, andthe table will bo spread, and it willreach across the skies, and tho mightyones of heaven will come in, garland-ed with beauty and striking theircymbals: and tho bridegroom andbride will stand at the head of thetable, and tho banqueters, 'looking up,will wonder and admire, and sayi"That is Jesus the bridegroom! Hutthe scar on his brow is oovered withthe coronet, and the stab in his side iscovered with a robot" and "That isthe bride! The weariness of hertsarthly woo. lost in the flush of thiswedding tri uroph I"

There will be wine enough at thatwedding; not coming up from theIKiisoned vats of earth, but the vine-yards of God will press their ripestclusters, and the cups and the tankardswill blush to the brim with the heavenly vintage, and then all tho ban-queters will drink standing. Estherhaving como up from the bacchana-lian revelry of Aliasoerus, where athousand lords feasted, will bo there.And the queen of Bheba. from thobanquet of Bolomon, will be there.And the mother of Jesus, from thowedding in Cana, will bo there. Andthey all will agree that the earthlyfeasting was poor compared with thatThen, lifting their chalices in thatholy light, they shall cry to the Lordof the least: "Thou hast kept the goodwine until now."

German School Life.In the course of a lecture on "A

Visit to German Schools," recentlydelivered in Bradford by Mr. T. (f.Rooper. British inspector of schools,president of the local branch of theteachers' guild, lie gave a descriptionof a higher board school for girls(Iiurgerschule) as drawn by a Germanschoolmaster. Next he described atypical school inspection, first in thewords of a German school inspectorand then in the words of one of thehead teachers, and finally in thewordsof the scholastic newspapers.

In one place a teacher got only 45 .

for teaching 170 children. In AuLalttown teachers begin with andrise in twenty-fiv- e years to 103; inthe country they get 0 to 10 less.As a natural result the applicationsfor admission to training colleges arefalling off. The work required of thetearhcrs, too, was excessive. In Silesia,Eellhammer, four teachers have toteach 680 children in nine clasNes. InSalzbrunn, Head Teacher lioUm has2'J'J children to teach by himself. Inlitterbach, four teachers have 700children in sern classes, and of theaetwo classes on get six hours a week.

The number of children legally al-

lowed in one class is 120, but it is oftenexceeded. Tlds is the dark side of thepicture. Looking at the other side,in the very bft schools (as in Berlin)the teachers are well paid, and liters isa large number of application forpohbi; tho classes are smaller, and insome case the teachers are "special-ists," and take, say. all the arilhmetioor all the drawing in the school. Butgenerally not only were the teachersoverworked, but the routine fsnr thechildren mis overcrowded, The dis-

content of tho Prussian teachers hav-ing culminated in a joint movementthey were a few weeks ago forbiddmto make a "mass petition." One dis-

trict inspector has gono so far as to is-

sue an order that "expmauotia inteachers' 4i n ions' statutes which setupas the task of the union tb furthering of the inU-rtn- of the elementaryschools and of teachers in them, arenot The social positionof the Gonna n teacher lias evidentlydt lined. In 1B70 Bismarck claim!them as his tanrhet allies, and thepublic extolled them highly. Now achange )wu set in. The cMnie paud reactionaries in and out of parlia-ment combine to flout the unhappypedagogue. St James' Gazette. ;s

Said Xo?d Welleley to Ju.-tic-e

Plunkett: "One of niv aid-rd-cai- ap

has written a ptrsonsf r:JT'-.iv-s tf Umtravels; pray, wht m jciC..r,'.ionof pfnxma! I " eii. Ki lord, wtPlunkett s if :r. "we jjyr.ri ai sirconsider rtiv. ' ;sjud to real.

Abuxioi? th C --man ftmperor, IhPrcfK-- r lJf'TS, is to be placed ia trfand ccrridor at Windsor castle. Iu a present to the queea from therf-rvr-

, who is represeniea ouetrsi! t

the kidnapper was.'but "Sarah had hada sufficient start to get on a train forNew York, and all efforts to trace herwere ineffectual. Had the newspaperseven at that time learned the particularsof the story it would have become as fa-mous as the Charlie Ross case, but thefamily Bhrank from the exposure thatwould have been inevitable, and thoughall the detective skill that could be pro

cured was employed, no publication wasmade in the press.

Six year3 had passed from the day theboy was stolen when Mr. and Mrs. Har-rison entered the little mission school inthe Five Points. It was her own lossthat had made her so peculiarly anxiousto benefit poor children; but, though shewas forever searching for her own littleone, both she and her husband had al-

most given up the hope of ever findinghim. While Mr. Harrison was talkingwith Mr. Van Meter, however, her eagereyes were scanning the faces of all theboys in the. room. ,

Suddenly sho turned pale. "Oh,George!" she said, or gasped, rather, andwithout another word she flew ratherthan ran to the other end of the room.Dropping on her knees in front of thepoor little waif who had drifted in sostrangely, she seized him with both handsand looked eagerly, almost wildly, intohis eyes. .

"What is your name?" she said to thestartled child.

"George," he said."George what?""I dunno," he answered, beginning to

cry, for he had developed a sensitivenessabout his lack of a proper complimentof names, and, moreover, he was halffrightened by the now frantic woman'sstrange behavior.

Suddenly she tore open his jacket andthe poor, ragged shirt he had on, andlooking on his breast found the birth-mark she sought Then, quick as a flash

the whole thing happened so quicklythat it was over before her husbandreached her side Bhe gathered him intoher arms, dirt, rags and all, and kissedhim until it seemed as if she were tryingto devour him. Then, of course, shefainted.

It did not take long, though, for theother ladies in the room to bring herback to consciousness, and then such ascene as is rarely witnessed in this worldput an end to anything like the usualorder of exercises. Mr. Harrison wasnaturally a little slower than his wife torecognize the child, but only a little, andtho bewildered boy was shortly em-braced and kissed as few children in thisworld ever have been.

Such a prayer as Mr. Van Meter utter-ed, while the tears streamed down hischeeks and every person in the roomdropped on his knees, has seldom beenheard even from his eloquent lips, andin a few more minutes Mr. Harrison pro-posed to leave. It waa obvious enoughto him that he had to. take his childhome, but the good missionary was toowell acquainted with the neighborhoodto let him go unattended.

"You would be mobbed before yeu hadgone a block, if the people saw you car-rying away the child," he said, and it

.was presently arranged that a policemanshould b summoned to escort the partyup to Broadway, and a carriage shouldbe taken there.

This was done as quickly a3 possible,for there was real danger of trouble ifthe news had been spread through theneighborhood before they got away. Asit happened, however, all passed offquietly, and little George had seen such aChristmas as ho had never dreamed of.

"Aunt Sally" vras found, and everyeffort was made to induce her to reform.She consented to go home, but whethersho remained there or not I do notknow.

Sensational as anything in fiction, is itnot? Yet, excepting in some few details,it is a true story.

A Messenger of the Infinite.There is one thought which I place

far above opinions and hypothesis; itis that morality is the serious and truething par excellence, and that it sui-flcca- by

itself to give life a meaningand an end. Impenetrable veils con-ceal from us the secret of this strangeworld, of which the reality at onceawes and overwhelms us; philosophyand science will forever pursue, with-out attaining it, the formula of thisProteus, which no rcasoBcan measure,which no language can express. Butthere is one indubitable basis which noskepticism can, shake, and in whichman will find to the end of time theone fixed point of his uncertainties;goodness is goodness, evil is eviL Sci-ence and criticism in my eyes are

'secondary things beside the necessitywi preserving uie irauiuuos vi gwu--1

ness. II am more convinced than ever that

tho moral life corresponds to an object.If the end of life were happinessmerely, there would be no reason fordistinguishing the destiny of man fromthat of inferior beings. But moralityin not synonymous with the art of be-ing liappy. A soon as sacrifice be-

comes! a duty anil a need, I see no limitto the horiaon which opens before rae.like the perf umes from the inland ofthe Erytb-rea-a sea, which floated overthe waters and lured the mariner on.this divine instinct is to me an augury

rounairiena, aTKt WESse enthusiasm wascontagious.

Before long the story was known.Mrs. Harrison's father was a wealthymanufacturer, whose two daughterswere the children of different mothers,and developed as they grew to woman-hood strikingly different characteristics.The elder one, Sarah, was the daughterof his first wife, who had deserted himand her infant child to rua away withone of his clerks. He knew little of herstory after her flight, but in the courseof a year and a half he learned that shehad been forsaken by her lover and hadplunged into such a terrible course ofdissipation that death had been merci-fully speedy in overtaking her. A y earlater he married the second time.

Again' a daughter was born to him,'and as the two children grew up theywere treated, as nearly as possible, ex-

actly alike. Everything that moneycould buy, or affection dictate, was attheir command, and every influence ofrefinement and education was exerted tofit them for a high place in society, butwhether it was some taint in the blood,or a morbid brooding over a mother'ssin and shame, something led the elderdaughter to turn away from good andseek evil from her early youth. Thefather sought in every way possible toavert the misery which he foresaw forhimself and for her, but it was of noavail. A wayward youth was followedby utter recklessness aa the unhappygud became a woman. She still madeher father house her home, and wouldspend a large portion of her time there;but there were prolonged absences whichthe family strove in every way to con-ceal, and into which they dared notInquire closelyor fear"of" shameful dis-closures. The climax came in a peculiarly painful way. Among the gentle-men who visited at the house was Mr.Harrison, and it happened that, while theyounger daughter was tho one he soughtin marriage, both the girls fell in lovewith him. Sarah's passion was nonethe less violent because of its lawlesscharacter and its utter hopelessness, andwhen she learned that her sister was tomarry the man she herself loved, she lefthome finally, after a terrible scene inwhich she swore vengeance, defied allauthority, and spurned the lovo of herfather, mother and sister.

For three years nothing was heard ofher. Her father, old before his timewith sorrow, mourned for her truly, andwould at any time have received herback with open arms, but no word came,and be knew too well the futility oftrying to track her or to lure her homeagain. At last one evening she presentedherself and demanded ac interview,which was readily granted.

It was behind closed doors, and no onebut the father ever knew just whatpassed between them. He told his wifeand daughter, however, the substance ofit. Sarah had demanded a portion o hisfortune, and had offered for it to hideherself from him forever, to take anothername and lead her own life in her ownway.

"I told her," said the sorrowing man,"that she should always have a homewith me, no matter when she came toclaim it, and that I would never see herwant for anything if she would comeback to me, but that, if she persisted inthe life she plainly said she proposed tolive, I would do nothing for her beforeor after my death. And then she leftme, saying it was forever, and cursiagme cursing me, her father, who evennow would die for her if need be."

For a time after this nothing was heardof the prodigal. Then one Christmaseve she wreaked her hate, or vengeance,as she chose to call it, in an awful crime.Mrs. Harrison's only child, a boy notquite three years old, was in one of thepublic parks of the city, in charge of anurse, when Sarah approached, and, bypretending a violent fancy for the child,threw the careless servant off her guard.Whether she bribed tho girl, or reallysucceeded in tricking her, was neverknown, but it was two hours later whenthat frightened individual reported toMrs. Harrison that her boy had beenstolen.

It would be impossible to describe theagony of the parents, and useless to de-

tail all' the circumstances of the searchthat was made, The servant gave a suf-ficiently wee urate description : of thestrange woman, whom she had neverseen before, for the family to know who

CCH A rm8TlA!V

GEORGE JUMPED FROM HIS BEAT,

mother or father was, whether theywere alive, or whether, indeed, he hadever had a mother or a father, werematters concerning which he absolutelyknow nothing, even by hearsay. AuntSally was negatively good to him, it ap-peared. She did not boat him, except-ing when she was drunk, which was,however, much of the time. She let himsleep in her room, and when she hadfood she gave him some. When she wasdrinking heavily she did not botheraboui eating, and George had learned, asyoung as he was, to keep away from her,and get his food for himself. How orwhen he got it, only God's ravens couldhave told. Such cases are not as commonin New York aa they were twenty-fiv- e orthirty years ago, but they are found nowand again, even in these days. Who AuntSally was, or why she fejok any interestwhatever in him, he knew nothing about.Site was a fact, and her interest, faintthough it was, was a fact, and he hadnot come to the age of reasoning aboutfact. He only recognized them.

One day and it chanced to be Christ-ia- s

eve a lady and gentleman appearedtn tho little room as visitors. They hadfead of tho mbtsion work, the gentlemanexplained, and ' had come from theirhome in a nearby city to see it and togive what little help was in their power.There was a story back of it, but thisstory was not told till afterward. Theirname was not Harrison, so i may callthem that.

0EOROS LIVED WITH ACXT 6 ALLY.

"My wife." said Mr. Harrison, "ispainfully, almost morbidly, anxious todo everything she can for poor children.especially for orphans. And aboutChristmas time nhe seems especiallynervous about it. There is a story aboutit, of course, but it is too long and toopainful to tell now." This to Mr. VanMeter, whose earnestness in his chosenwojli jKaayiaL.isJuifie. to every uew

of an unknowa land, and a messengermof the Inmate. Ernest Kenan. T

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