Christian herald., February 29, 1884, Page 9, Image 9

CHRISTIAN
Birthday Party.
On Thursday evening last, the
21st inst., the faculty and students
of the Normal School, with the
numerous friends in Monmouth of
the respectei 1 pi inci pal, D. T. S tanl ey,
thought to surprise that worthy by
crowding in upon him en masse, to
congratulate him on reaching an­
other milestone in his life, i e, birth­
day. We do not know exactly the
Prof.’s age, but judge him to be
some .where between 35 and qp
years by his appearance.
But
whatever age the Prof, is, he round­
ed this period of his life in good
e
more
"style, wl
ever had . before. Tho President
thought at Gist, that it was only
one or two friends that dropped in
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to congratulate him and his usual
handshaking was kept up until his
“dexter” must have been tired.
But still they came until the house
was full, all enjoying themselves
hugely. President Stanley was de­
coyed into the Center of the pallor,
| by the adroitness of Prof. Powell,
when Prof. Yates addressed a few
very appropriate remarks, when, at
the conclusion of which, he handed
the President a very nice, substan
tial testimonial, congratulating him
in behalf of the faculty, students
and friends outside of the institu­
tion. To which Prof. S. made a
feeling reply, after which all re-
, turned to their homes, having en­
joyed a very pleasant evening. The
next morning in chapel the an­
nouncement was made that a pair
of rubber overshoes was left on the
porch at the Prof.’s, that must be­
long to Prof. Hawes, as no one else
would need them so long except it
would be to lie down in. We no­
Ì ticed, however, that Mr. I. M. II.
claimed the shoes.
Among mementos was an origi­
t.
nal poem from Squire Percival, giv­
en below.
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PROF. D. T. STANLEY.
Dear Stanley, so this is your birthday,
You’ve arrived at tho noon of your
life;
Felt a few of life’s fastfleeting pleasures,
Felt a few of tho knocks of its strife.
Perhaps you’ve not been like a cornet
Rushing on through the bright
world’s above,
But like some star modestly gleaming
You’ve emitted the lustre of love.
A light which has guided the careworn
And shown them the pits in th< ir way,
Whioh has beaconed them through this
dull, dim world,
And will guide to a pure, perfect day.
Of a star we know not its internal,
Of its throes, dark, voloanio within ;
But we know from its pathway supernal
Comes a l:ght on this careworld of
sin.
Of a man’s soul we know not its heav­
ings.
Its chafings from chains of duress ;
But through all its cares and its griev-
isgs,
It may send forth a halo to bleBS.
But why should I thus write unto you?
On this your meridianal birthday ;
When wife aud loved-children surround
yon,
And “ troops of friends ” tbroDg in
array. •
y the blessings that throng you on
this day
.
tend you through all coming tinflfe,
. me ct the gl ad dawujel the bliss
day
Which heralds eternity’s clime.
R. C. P.
Fob. 21, 1881.
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The Barber’s Sign.
As understood by the customer:
“ What do you think;
,
I’ll shave you for nothing,
And give you a drink.”
As exp'ained by the barber :
“ What! do you think,
I’ll shave you for nothing,
And give you a drink I”
Woman’s Christian Temper­
ance Union of San Francisco.
The San Francisco Womans Chris
tian Temperance Union. To the
Ladier’of our City,—Greeting :
You have heard of the sixty
thousand homes in our land annu­
ally, made desolate bv rum ; and
some of you have had a glimpse
into that desolation; for much of
tho “ woe to them that follow after
strong drink" comes on this side
the grave.
Our Heavenly Father lias pro­
nounced a "woe unto him that giveth
his neighbor drink; that putteth
the bottle to him and mak.vth him
drunken also.”
Dear Friends, let us each ask the
blessed Master, “ Lord, is" it I
Did this besotted man, once the
pride of fond parents and the hope
of his country, ever taste wine in
my home, or once feel bis blood
stirred by the viands at my table ?
Aye, in some home and at many a
table.
In the namo of those who mourn
their dishonored dead ; in tho name
of thoso^who arc chained by appe­
tite to a living death ; in the name
of those.yet unhurt; in tho name
oPU Nation’s need ; in the name of
our homes ; in the name of God, we
earnestly entreat you to refrain
from the use of any kind of wine
or strong drink in the preparation
of food, and from offering it as food
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or drink to your visitors, especially
The Palestine of To-Day.
on Thanksgiving and New Year«
The .old Palestine has gone.
days.
.
M rs . II. H. L use , Chairman. ■ There are some signs that a new
Palestine may come. It is almost
THE QUEEN AT THE GRAVE OF startling to find steam mills at Naz­
PRINCE ALBERT.
areth, and to see ihe telegraph wire
BY MABÏ A. HAMLIN.
running between Abel and Gerizim,
with the poles standing upon the
Sad, dreaming heart, why list in vain
ground once covered by the bles-
To memory's sad, yet sweet refrain—
■ Ather f ond s htia e thy in ee n se burn,-— xingaaml curaiags iiltoil. hy_
For joys that never can return ?
priests. Engineers are now making
Ob, rather mount on Hope’s bright a survey of the country between
wing,
the Red Sea and the Dead Sea,
Far purer joys than earfh can bring I
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with the ultimate purpose of con­
Hope, earth’s dear singer, breaks away
structing a canal, if it should be
From scenes of sorrow and decay ;
found practicable, /which should
P ointe t r ona tho epet w horo buri o d, li e s
reach between these seas and then
Our earthly treasures, to the skies ;
above the Dead Sea, through the
Sings like a lark in upper air,
Of where our bnriod treasures are.
Jordan valley, which will be flood­
ed, and by the Sea of Galilee to
1 list enraptured while sho tells >
Of the dear home where Albert dwells’; Haifa, and thus make an English
Then droaming still—fond memory flies highway to India. The survey is
To the dear spot where Albert lies,
to be made in connection with the
And lingers there till memorf’s chain,
Palestine Exploration Society, and
Binds me unto tfie past again.
will be useful, if nothing further is
Then tender Hope again draws near,
done, in accurately mapping out
Wipes from my eyes each falling tear ;
that part of the land.
Half saddened by the scenes below,
Her fluttering pinions plumed to go,
It is thought that it will not be
Points to the home where angels are,
found expedient to construct the
And says, “ No partings ehall be there. >>
canal where the physical difficulties
Then o’er my heart her influence breaks
will be so great. But modern engi­
Her dulcet voice my soul awakes ;
neering has accomplished so great'
She sing3 of home the spirits rest -
wonders that it is hazardous to say
I long to.lean upon her breast,
And mount with pinions light as air,
that this-work will not be done.
To dwell where my loved treasures are. It will blot out the Palestine of our
time, ftnd change the country into a
Half poised her glittering wings to go,
She turns one lingering look below
sea. But it would give .profitable
To the dear spot Where Albert lies,
employment to men who need work
Then plumes her pinions for the skies ;
which will stimulate and reward
And as she mounts in upper ajr,
them, and introduce something of
Uvl there.
VlAvlC/» ”
Tells me my “ treasure is 3 not
modern ideas and methods into a
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“ Too frail the casket to contain
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land which has little of them, and
A/l again
nctnin ; • ' *
Tho jewol lent, ’tis recalled
create an enterprise which might
The earthly casket meets decay—
The spirit dwells in endless day,
have great and good results. But
Re-set the jewel that you love
a change w hich is surely practically,
Shines in the diadem above I”
and, I trust, not far distant, would
While listening still to hear her sing,
work far more efficiently for the
Sho bore my Faith on upward wing;
good of the laud.— Alexander Mao
And sang moro sweetly than before,
Kemie.
“Jesus himself will bo the door ;
For often have I hoard him say—
Come uuto me—I am tho way.”
“ Better in Every Way.”
The gates of Heaven swing opon wide,
And Faith and Hopo still side by side,
Entered, and left the gates ajar ;
That I might, view my treasures there,
I saw them there, nor would again,
Recall them to this world of pain.
“lam happy to say,” writes a gentle­
man who had used Compound Oxygen,
“ that I am very much improved. I am
using it principally for Bronchitis, but
find that it is relieving other troubles,
as much or more than Bronchitis. My
But oh, my raptured lips are sealed,
digestion is better—sleep more refresh­
To beauties which I saw revealed ;
ing—in fact am better in every wav.”
For earthly joye cannot compare,
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With tho bright glories which are
nature, action, and results, with reports
there ;
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For i,t is all of Heaven to be
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mo.
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Now Faith and Hope have gone before,
AnU opened wide for mo the door^
Home Treatment directed to II. E.
And I am waiting to be there,
Mathews, GOG Montgomery Street, San
Whore my beloved treasures are.
On Hope’s bright pinion’s« upward Francisco, will be filled on the samo
terms as if sent directly to us in Phila­
borne,
I sometimes get a glimpse of Home.
delphia.
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