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Sermonleaa Sermon. If the church abandon ta- sermon, ft abandons direct Instruction of adults. Even the churches with the most elab orate liturgies have never yet done that They have always recognized that the ieopie should not only be call ed to worship, but that they should also be given reasons for worshiping and counsel that might sustain them lu their faith against the trials and temp tations of the world. To ask people to attend church ser vices without Instruction and devoted Wholly to prayer and praise would be like asking them to attend political meetings at which there wouid be no speeches, merely to hear the band play and the quartet sing and see the can didates sit on the platform. The sufficient answer to all such silly suggestions is that the preachers who really preach who realize that It Is neither necessary nor desirable now adnys that a Christian minister should be a scientific suinmarlzer, or a literary reviewer, or an art critic, or a "socio logical" Investigator, or anything but Just a preacher of the Gospel of Jewus Christ to sinful men, never lacks for hearers. The preacher who presents that Gos pel full and round, with It bones of positive doctrine as well as its flesh of aspiring emotion, and who presents It with the authority which belongs to ev ery man who preaches because he can not do anything else without feeling himself a false man and a traitor to the truth, has no need to ask why men do not come to hear him. They are here, hanging upon his words, taking his thoughts Into their souls, knowing why they are there and glad to be there, because they And there the food for which they are hun gry and by which they are made strong to live lu righteousness and to die without fear. Chicago luter Ocean. Where God and Man ltfeet. What is our Bible? It is aian In con tact with God. It Is mountain-top vision. It Is Sinai, Hermon, Calvary, Olivet and Patmon. It is God stirring In the hearts of earth's lowly. It Is ' the shepherd being sliepherded, and the potter being molded." It is the wall of Ihe penitents. It Is the hand of doubt appeal! ngly stretched fortli and made Into the hand of faith and action by jbe grasp of that of the fatherly Al mighty. It Is light. It Is the music of the epheres siing lu the darksome places of earth. It Is the earth cry of the uni versal heart and the heaven answer of the suffering compasslou and the eter nally glad. It Is the united hallelujah of the pilgrims of the night moving Into the light of everlasting day. It Is God and man coming to a blessed understanding. The Bible baa been, Is, and ever more Bhall le. These great facts are beyond the reach of any molester. They are of the Inner sanctuary. Christian Century. The Power of Love. Everything becomes possible to those Who love. The commands of the liord are no longer grievous, for the soul that loves Is gifted by that love with fresh energies; It discovers In Itself un Buspeetcd possibilities, and is suiplled with ever-flowing currents of new vigor. We shall be enabled to do so much If only we love. We live by lov ing, and the more we love the more we live; and therefore, when life feels dull and the spirits are low, turn and love God, love your neighbor, and you will be healed of your wound. Ive Christ, the dear Master; look at Hts face, listen to His words, and love will wak en, and you will do all things through Christ Wlio strengthened you. Henry Ccott Holland. "Forgive Vm Oar Uebte." Our blessed Saviour llkeiw our sins too debt which stands ngnlnst us with Ocid. , How does the prudent niau of tho world act with regard to money matters, to his debts, and to bis spend ing? Ioes he let them rim on without taking any account or knowing lww he stands? Does ho suffer them to mount up till the nines Is too great to be ex amined Into, anil he has forgotten all About many things ho finds wnut put ting straight? We all know folly must eud lu ruin. But, strange to say, men are content to be far more care less In their heavenly concerns than In their earthly. They will balance their accounts with men; they neglect to do eo with God. Bishop Walsuum How. May Love Be Mine. I shall not pans this way again, But far beyond earth's Wltere and When May I look lmok along a road Where on both sides good aerd I sowed. , I shall not pass this way again. May WUJoin guide my tongue and pen, And Love be mine that so I may, Plant roses all along the way. I Khali not pat this way again. May I be courteous to men, Faithful to friends, true to my God, A fragrance on the path I trd. Claranee Urroy. The Path, of Trouble. There Is a time appointed for weak ness and sickness, when we shall have to glorify' God by suffering, and not by earnest activity. There Is no single point In which we cnu hope to escape from the sharp arrows of affliction; out of our few days there Is not one secure from sorrow. Beloved reader, set not jour affections upon things which art and the thief breaketh through, but there all Joys are perietual and eter nal. The path of trouble Is the way home. Lord, make this thought a pi low for many a weary head ! AS HUMANS SLEEP. On Writer Thinks Scientists Shoal Teach Art of "Relaxing-." Man Is the only animal that sleept on Its back, says the New York Press. Many animals sleep on their sides, but most sleep prone that is, face dowa bogs never dream when prone, but In variably do so when sleeping on theli ilde. All of us from the country havi een Bung the hound chasing rabbits Id his sleep. An animal would be per fectly helpless if It slept on Its back. And so Is man helpless In that position. If some other fellow wants a for tune let him Invent a pillow that will allow a man or woman or child to sleep face down without having to twist the neck nearly out of Joint We will style It the "back-up cure" and Introduce it In all homes. There Is no excuse foi lying on the back and keeping the spine hot all night, while the front ol the body the abdomen, the stomach, the chest, the throat, etc. Is allowed to become chilled. A hot spine Is a disease generator. And, on the othei hand, a cold spine Is death. Snoring Is an Infernal nuisance fa. every one ex;ept the snorer. People who sleep on their fronts never snora Those who sleep on their backs Invaria bly do. The palate as we know it ii the roof of the mouth and the floor oi the nose. Some Btyle It the hard pal ate. Back neap the throat Is the sofl palate. When you sleep on your back this gets down about the breathing ap paratus and you snore. Some snorei are worse than the midnight howl of a hyena. Never marry a woman that snores. Ask her before you propose II she is addicted to snoring, and If she says "yea" avoid hef. It Is much easier to relax when sleep Ing on your front than when sleeping on your back. And what we all need after touching the bed at night is re laxation. It Is a billion pities thai some scientist cannot teach the art ol relaxing. Our strenuous life, of course, Is not blameless In this matter. We go to bed In excitement, and the nervei (not all but some, as Bryan would say), are strung all night That Is to say, we go to bed in full tune, like a piano, and cannot possibly let the strings down. Therefore we do no! rest. Could we relax perfectly we could sleep four or five hours and arise refreshed ; but as we cannot relax, wo groan and dream and sweat and roll over and have remorse for eight oi nine hours, and get up with a swelled head. Every man and woman In this coun try was brought up with the notion that if the feet were higher than tho head In sleeping all the blood would rush to the head and cause strangula tion. This Is the veriest rot Advanced physicians now advocate the elevated feet for the cure of Insomnia, Hang your legs over the footboard, get rid ol your pillow, and go to sleep like an in fant. You are on your feet all day and half the night Stand on your heed ths rest of the night and let the blood cir culate the other way. Maybe your brain needs It Where Animal Beat Men. ','Nnture faking aside," said the boo "keeper, "mice won't eat oleo. It Is a fact. Lay o pat of oleo and a pat ol butter side by side and In the morning the butter will be gone, but the oleo will remiilu untouched. "Oh, yes, some unlmals are Incredi bly nice about their food. The otter, when living wild, will only eat one piece, one mouthful out of ench fish he catches. He will land a beautiful trout, but only one bite of It from the back, Just behind the neck, Is good enough for him. The rest he tosses aside. This epicure often kills a dozen tine, big trout to make one meal. "Chlmpauzees have very delicate tastes, A banana of a pine apple that to you seems delicious to a chimpan zee may be revolting. Ills taste la keener. Grapes grown In hothouses where sulphur .fumes ore used as an Insecticide taste all right to a man, but a chimpanzee will have none of them. "The Ichneumon loves eggs. He can tell a fresh from a stale ono simply by tapping the shell." Los Angeler Times. Krlendahlp. friendship, this beautiful relation oi life to life, soul to soul, Is of most se rious Import. It sometimes mnkes our warmest friend lu reality our worst enemy. . Bad qualities In a friend are false lights they lure to evil. Many of us are constituted so that It Is easy for us to form friendships. Let us be careful of those thus brought under our influence and power. Let u keep them unsolled. Let us feel that grave responsibilities He In our friendships and that they also enshrine glorious opportunities. A Card of Warning. "Did Mr. Borem ever call upon you? asked Miss Knox. "Yes, he called last evening," said Miss Wise. "I was quite delighted when the girl brought up his card." "Delighted?" "Yes ; you see, If she hadn't brought up his card I might have gone to him, thinking It was some one else." FM1 adelphia Free. Adrlo Thar Hd. "Yea; I'm going abroad at once, I gotta go." "Oh, you mustn't let the doctor scare you "I got this from a lawyer." Rank Among- Children. We noticed the other day a para graph floating through the press that ' exploited the eldest child in the family, ! Milton, Byron, Shelley, George Eliot, ! George Sand, Charlotte Bronte, Thomas Jefferson, Alexander Hamilton ; and a number of others were grouped j together to show that the eldest child ' Is the superior intellectually to those 'hat follow. But now some equally Ingenious Jour nalist has taken the trouble to combine the youngest children and they make a showing that Is at least equal to the elder children's group. George Wash ington was a younger son. Napoleon was the eighth child of his parents. Coleridge was the thirteenth child. Franklin was the sixteenth child of his family and was the last Among musicians the record Is yet more remarkable. Richard Wagner was the last of seven ; Mozart the last of seven; Schumann the last of five; Schubert the thirteenth of fourteen. Among artists, too, the younger chil dren excel. Rubens was the last of seven ; Rembrandt was the last of six ; Sir Edwin Landseer the fifth of seven ; and Sir Joshua Reynolds was the sev enth child. Coming down to our pwu century, Robert E. Lee and Ulysses S. Grant were both younger sons, while George B. McClellan and Stonewall Jackson were eldest sons. An Ingenloua Plctare. This picture was drawn without re moving the pen from the paper. Can you do It? Are Yon ThU Kind of Boy. A larger boy was scolding a smaller one, at the close of a summer vacation, because a certain task remained unac complished. "You promised your mother," said this youthful mentor, with severity, "that you would study your arithmetic at least fifteen minutes every day, and you haven't studied ten minutes all summer. You've had lots of time. Why didn't you do It?" The little boy shuffled his feet and rtjoked miserable. At last he whined: "I ain't had such an awful lot of time as you think. I wanted to get along in my 'rithmetlc 's much as she wanted me to." "You wanted to!" sniffed the elder boy, contemptuously. "Yea, I did want to." "You might as well not have wanfed to. You didn't want to enough." The Mlnnte. 0, the little minutes O the minute, ev ery one, Are the tiny steps that I go climbing with the sun ; Up the stairways of the day, we glancing, dancing go, And I'm happy climbing with the little minutes, 0. 0, the little minutes but they're big enough to find Step by step I climb them, till I leave a day behind. They're the easy steps upon the stairways of the day, Guiding, leading, through the lovely gold en lands of play. Frank Walcott Ilutt Sed-Carrrtng Blrda. It Is almost beyond belief how birds tarry the seeds of plants from one country to another, and even from one continent to another. Darwin says that he found on the feet of ducks and geese killed in England the seeds of plants peculiar to Central Africa. More specifically, he found In six grains of dirt removed from the feet of a plover three different kinds of seeds. Cattle carry seeds on their feet too. It Is said that a man In New York, by means of the microscope, found the seeds of six kinds of weeds and grasses In the mud that a Texas steer brought on Its feet from that far distant State. All this may seem to have been accidental, but students of nature attribute It to a peat and overruling design. ' Cool Inptlnn. The editor was sitting In a trolley car the other day, when a nice-looking man got in, accompanied by his wife M bis bey. The boy waa set more than eight or nine year eld. but ho looked nnsually bright In fact he had the air of being what is called a "spoiled child." The mother found a seat opposite to the editor, and as there was room for one more beside her, the boy sat down without cere mony. This left the. father standing, as there was no other seat vacant The boy, with a look of Indescribable arch ness and mischief, looked up at his fa ther and said : "Well, papa, you'll have to hang oil to a strap, or sit In mamma's lap, whichever you like." , In spite of the cool Impudence of the youngster, everybody laughed, for It was one of the most exquisite specl mens of the kind ever seen In public. POWER FROM THE WEND. Sail Tjaed InoGerracfir to Generate EleetrlcUr. The utilization of wind power for the generation of electricity continues to re ceive attention in Germany, and we learn from the Electrotechnische Zelt schrlft that Herr Gustave Couz, the electrical manufacturer In Hamburg, has been experimenting in this direc tion with promising results. A wind motor has been erected at the works of the company in question which has a diameter of 40 feet and an effective sail surface of 1,470 square feet The motor works at the rate of about elev en revolutions per minute, which speed Is regulated by automatic modification of the direction of the sails to the wind, with this motor an output of 1 horse-power to 80-horse-power and more may be obtained, according to the force of the wind, which power Is trans mitted to a 80 horse-power shunt-wind, Ironclad dynamo, designed to give "120 amperes at 100 volts terminal pressure when running at 700 revolutions per minute. . The current generated by this ma chine la conducted to a switchboard and thence to a battery of accumulat ors having a capacity of 66,000 watt hours, or may be delivered to electro motors. So soon as the wind has at tained a velocity of 8 feet per second the dynamo may be brought up to Its full terminal pressure. With an In creasing wind force the charging of the battery may be commenced. Automat ic cut-outs for the dynamo were proved unnecessary with the arrangement adopted. The eletro-magnets of the dynamo are permanently excited by the battery, the plus pole being connected with the battery, while the negative pole Is connected to the charging switch. By this arrangement automat ic regulation of the dynamo voltage Is secured. An automatic battery-dis charging switch serves to maintain the line of tension of 110 volts constant both during the charging process and when discharging. Small motors are conected to th lighting circuits, but larger ones are supplied by separate circuits branched off from the terminals of the generator. CHICKEN-HEARTED MEN. Every On of Group Dreaded to Hear of Some Iajurjr, "I could hear the bone in his wrist snap," said a man who was describing an accident to a group of men. "Oh, cut It out for heaven's sake!" called out one of the group. He was a big fellow, but he was as white as a sheet The speaker laughed Jeerlngly. "x didn't know you were so chicken heart ed," he said. . The big man began to explain. "I'm not what you would call a timid sort of person, but the mention of any In jury to the wrist always turns me faint. I can stand seeing blood flow or hear thrilling tales of broken limbe and smashed heads, but I can't stand any wrist stories. I don't know the reason. It seems to be merely a mat ter of temperament." A quiet little man came to the res cue. "I know Just what you mean," he said. "You're not the only one whe has a peculiar aversion to a certain sort of injury. Now, my particulai aversion Is on account of trouble wltb the eyes. Immediately I begin to blink and wink and my eyes smart until 1 can't stand It I'd rather hear an ac count of a brutal murder than any de scription of an eye disease." The man who had Jeered at the big man had been thinking. "I have one of those aversions, too, now I come tc think of It," he said. "It Is accounts of paralytic shocks, to which I particu larly object. I feel myself growing numb all over when I hear such tales, and I always make an excuse to get away as soon as possible." His remark was a signal for a uni versal confession.,. One acknowledged that the sight of blood gave him a sen sation of extreme nausea ; another said that reading or hearing of a fracture of the skull gave him "a gone feeling at his stomach," and another said he shivered so his teeth chattered every time he heard an account of an opera tion for appendicitis. The big man was triumphant "Well, I'm not such a big baby after all," ho said. New York Tribune, The Owe Sheridaaa. Richard Brlnsley Butler Sheridan, the great Irishman, was all his life long In dire straits for money, and when he died in 1816 the bailiffs were actually in possession of his bouse. Sheridan's forbears had been O'Sher ldans. "Why," ssked on one occasion his little son "why have we not the O' as well as theyT "Heaven, only knows," was the fath er's reply. "We ought to hare It, for we owe everybody." v The religion of the average man la spasmeWH "lie's engaged to a widow." "now did he meet her?" "He did not meet her. She overtook him." Philadelphia Inquirer. "When a bird can sing and won't " "Yes?" "It isn't half the trouble as a bird that can't sing and will." Bal timore American. "One woman," remarked the mere man, "Is Just as good as another If not better." "And one man," rejoined the fair widow, "Is just as bad as an other If not worse." Chicago News. "Where have you been, Sam?" "I'se been up to ma two ears jn work, sah." "Up to your two ears In work?" "Yes, sah." -"'What doing, Sam?" "Eatin a watahmellion, sah I" Yonkers States man. Tommy Ma, baby is naughty, He cried because I wouldn't give him any of my cake." Mamma Is his own cake finished? Tommy Yes, ma; and he cried while I was eating that, tool Punch. "Don't I give you all the money you need?" her husband complained. "Yes," she replied, "but you told me before we were married that you -would give me all I wanted." Chicago Record Herald. "You seem to find that book very in teresting," said Mrs,. Henpeck. "Yes," replied Henry, "It's delightful I've glanced at the ending, and the hero and heroine don't get married after all." Washington Herald. Miss Kreech Some authorities be lieve that the practice of singing will keep a person from getting consump tion. Mr Knox. Yes, but most au thorities believe in "the greatest good to the greatest number." Philadelphia Press. Rural Citizen (to son engaged In strange exercises) Jabez, what In tar nation be yer tryln' t' do? His Son It's that thar correspondence school, dad. I got a letter from the sopho mores yestlddy tellln' me to haze ni'self. Puck. "Who Is this fellow Rush you spoke of?" "Oh, he's a well-known chauf feur." "A well-known chauffeur?" "That's what I said!" "Why, I never heard of him." "Well, you would if you were a court clerk like I am !" Yonkers' Statesman. "Gracious! my dear," said' the first society belle, "I do hope you're not 111 ; you look so much older to-night" "I'm quite well, thank you, dear," replied the other, "and you how wonderfully Im proved you are! You look positively young." Philadelphia Press. Casual Caller (to one next him) I was Introduced to that squint-eyed,( red haired woman over there as Mrs. Some body or other. Don't you think the man was an Idiot that married her? Next One (meekly) I can't just say. I'm the man. Baltimore American. "You enjoy going to the theater?" "Yes," answered Mr. Meekton. "But you don't care much for musical plays?" "No. What I enjoy Is to take Henrietta where there is a whole lot of conversation going on In which she ant say a word." New York Tribune. "Tomklns has got more nerve than any man I ever met." "What now?" "lie came over to my place yesterday to borrow my gun, saying that he want ed to kill a dog that kept him awake' nights." "Well, what of It?" "It was my dog he killed." Milwaukee Senti nel. "Does your honor wish to charge the Jury?" asked the legal light, when all the evidence was In. "No, I guess not," replied the Judge. "I never charge .'em anything. These fellows don't know much, any way, an I let 'em have all they can make." Harper's Weekly. "Do you think," asked the sweet girl's mother, "that Mr. WHklns Is se rious?" "Serious? Ma, he's worse than that He stayed here till nearly 12 o'clock last night, and any one who had studied his face might has thought he was sitting up with a corpse." en cago Record-Herald. Father I wish you'd invite- that young man of yours up here to-morrow night Daughter (surprised at the re quest) Why, father, I thought you said you had no use. for him? Father So I did, last summer. But to-morrow I'm going to put up the stove. Detroit Free Press. "What does your father do to earn his living?" asked a New York princi pal of a pupil who was being admitted. "Please, ma'am, he doesn't live with us ; mamma supports me." "Well then, how does your mother earn her living?" "She gets paid for staying away from papa," replied the child, artlessly. Harper's Weekly. The Scholar. Dr. Evans, a witty member Of the Parliament at Melbourne, was an old man, and the other members Jokingly spoke of him as belonging to the era 'of Queen Anne. Once, while making a speech, he re ferred to Queen Anne and was greeted with cries of "Did you know herr "What was she like?" "Yes, sir," retorted the doctor, "I did know her. The scholar is contem porary with all time." No person, man or woman, who cant look on the bright side should ever be permitted to enter the marriage statai STREET CAR ST03Y. box of Candy Waa Bag of PPPr and It Dropped. ne boarded a Troost avenue car at 5:30 o'clock last night with, a paper package under his arm and sat down with an acquaintance, according to the Kansas City Times. "Same old story,, eh?" said "the ac quaintance, -glancing at the package. "Four order clerks call at the door every morning and two telephones In the house, but your wife calls you up Just as you're leaving the office and .wants you to bring home " I "Oh, no, not at all," broke In the bearer of the package, hastily. "I got over that years ago. They can't ring me In for a packhorse at my age. I'm too old a bird. This or this little package Is a box of candy for my daughter. I er I wrap it up this way to fool her, that's all." He tucked the package closer under his arm and became absorbed in bis newspaper. The vestibule was crowded when he started to leave the car at 2Cth street As he squeezed his way through to the steps the "candy" was Jostled from un der his arm and fell to the floor. "Ker-chooJ" This from the conduct or, as he grabbed his nose. The crowd in the vestibule decided the conductor's act was admirable and worthy of emulation. "Ker-choo, ker choo!" they said. Then everybody In the car took it up. "Ker-choo, ker choo!" was the watchword. Two young women who had been dis cussing lit-er-a-toor (In four syllables) cut it out and reached for their hand kerchiefs. "Ker-choo!" they both said (In two syllables), with the "ch" sound retained. "Ker-choo ! Pepper !" gasped the con ductor, as he kicked the bag Into the 6treet and gave the motormau two bells. JaWING CAPITOL GROUNDS. It has always been a problem how to keep the capitol lawns at an even height, and it was thought to be solved in the purchase of a steam mower; however, it toolt from a week to ten L. ' ll ! I .. i . - LlllA . ji . !i '.-a r- - t- : mawaim 1.4... JmMHi..1 . w iPrrmsT. : liiilil:;;.:!:.;)!!,. AN ELECTRIO UOWKB Ar W OBK days to cut the lawns. ;The new mo tor mower, which has a 20-h. p. gaso line engine, is quite rapid, being equal to the efforts of fifteen to twenty men with lawn mowers. Its wheelB roll as well as cut the grass. . Queer Position of Hearta. There Is one curious fact which no everybody notices about the common, ; finger-long, green caterpiljars of our ) larger moths. Their hearts, Instead ol being in front, are at the back of the body and extend along the entire length of the animal. One can see bo heart distinctly through the thin eikin n rr nnn earn foil Ito dlnw Kan f ' W'h starts at the tail and moves forward to the head. Hearts of this sort reach ing from head to tail are not at all un common in tne simpler creatures, xno earthworm has one, and so have most worms, caterpillars and other crawl ing things. Hearts in the middle of tho back also are quite as frequent as those In what seems to us to be tho ; uuiurui uiace. lunuv nuiuiuis, we iuu- . ster for example, and the crayfish and the crab, which have short hearts like , those of the beasts and birds, never- I lit J i-3 nil c luciu yiav.vu ju.il uuua the shell in what, in ourselves, would ' be the small of the back. St. Nicholaa -m- ii it . . r l n I ii .1 1 ii in. . .i.ar mi ,i n. Striving and Falling. , Life Is not designed to minister to a man's vanity, lie goes upon his long business most of the time with a hang- , Ing head, and all the time like a blind . as It Is so that to. see the day break, ' or the moon rise, or to meet a friend, or to bear the dinner call when he is hungry, fills him with surprising joys this world Is yet for him no" abiding j city. Friendships fall through, health ! falls, weariness assails bim ; year after year he must thumb the hardly varying ; record of his own weakness and folly. ";' It is a friendly process of detachment When the time comes that he should go, there need be few Illusions left about himself. "Here lies one who -meant well, tried a little, failed much" surely that may be his epitaph, of which he need not be ashamed. Robert Loots Stevenson (1830-1894). Very Trae. "Here, you !" growled the cranky man In the reading room, "you've been anoring horribly." "Ugh! hey!" gurgled the drowsy one. "If you only kept your mouth shut." went on the cranky one, "you wouldn't make so much noise." "Neither would you," replied the oth er. Catholic Standard and Times. . - Ifs a sure sign of age to feel tired after a picnic ",v'f '';',';,! I-',., ' :V i ;! "!'i