INTERNAT ONAL EXPO ITI N AT GLASGOW, SCOTLAND
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dreamy look, appeared to dwell
CHRISTIAN SCIENCE I absent,
with tbe memory of a past. At a glance
SPREADING RAPIDLY OVER THE
CIVILIZED WORLD.
line
Million
Members
in
A merica-
T he Boatcn Society Has the Largstt
Congregation in the World—Has 20,-
OOO Members.
The spokesmen of some of the leading
denominations have been attacking
Christian Science, and they have nut
minced matters in dealing with it. Dr.
Parkhurst for tlie Presbyterians, Dr.
James M. Buckley for tlie Methodists,
Rev. Dr. Alfred G. Lawson for the Bap
tists. and Rev. Dr. David G. Burrell for
the Reformed, have by a vigorous as
sault upon the new faith made plain the
line of action wh ch these powerful bod
ies will pursue in the attempt to crush
It out of existence. These gentlemen
declare that their respective churches
have not suffered In membership by the
introduction of the propaganda, but as
sert that its rapid growth has come
from that great body not affiliated with
any of the churches. Dr. Lawson says
Christian Science is bound to bring a
sad harvest of corruption. Rev. Mr.
Buckley thinks it ridiculous and Inde
cent and that it should be spurned by
respectable people everywhere. Dr.
Parkhurst charges It with being the
greatest delusion of the age in that Its
followers are the biggest dupes of its
wickedness. Dr. Burrell says he re-
The International Exposition at Glasgow, Scotland, recent!» op« iied, i* built on the finest site in the city, in the West End
Park. The grounds and buildings cover 100 acres. Just under rhe buildings is the River Kelvin, and beyond are the steep
banks of the river dotted with white pavilions. On the top of the banks, throned above the whole city, is the university.
Towards the right are the terraces which mark the sky line, green ramparts on which are built some of the mansions
when» the wealthier residents of the city have their homes.
The buildings are divided into three parts, the in lustrial hall, the art gallery, and the machinery hall. Apart from
Great Britain and Ireland, Russia is the largest exhibiter, ami its buildings form one of the most striking features of
the exhibition. Next in importance to the Russian is the Prem h section, occupied by 400 exhibitors. Canada is the
greatest exhibiter among the British eo'onies. The United States is not officially represented, but American manufac
turers are represented, particularly in the machinery section.
THE LOST GARDEN.
“Somewhere in the distant Southland
Blooms a garden—lost to me—
Warm with poppies burning fragrant.
Drowsy tires I may not see.
“Subtle shadows flit and beckon
Down dim pathways bound with yew,
Where a white wraith wanders lonely
’Twixt the darkness and the dew.
“In th<* ruined walls that echoed
Once to happy-hearted moods,
Now the stealthy, lightfoot lizards
Unmolested rear their broods.
“And beneath the oleanders,
No (dear voice sings, as of old:
But the fleet caressing sunbeams
Whisper secrets to their mold.
“Though I follow as the southwind
Fares his way through wood and plain,
Though I question hill and valley,
1 shall never find again
“My lost garden — where lie buried
Joys that swift the glad hours sped;
Onl) one could bid me enter;
Only Love—and Love is dead!”
—Ainslee’s.
HE ladles of St. Mark's were
holding a rummage sale. Beau
tlful women, high bred and
dainty, stood behind the counters and
bandits! wares with the deftness of
their more humble sisters. The accumu-
bition of cast-off articles, which clutter
the attics of every household, was
spread upon the counters and shelves.
Crowds of people, from the lowest to
the highest grade of society, thronged
'HOMI', JOHN,” CHINI) Nil).
the store, elbowing each other rudely.
At tlie further end of the long store was
il table piled high with chl.dren's cloth
ing of every description. ' Your choice
for 25 cents!" was the motto upon the
card, hung conspicuously above the ta
file. Almost hidden beneaili the pile
was a little heap of baby shoes and
stockings, and among them a tiny pair
of blue slioes. ,'1'hey were a bit faded
and worn, with faint creases at heel
and toe, where the chubby foot bait
pressed its weight against mother's
knee. The soft, white hand of the sales
lady seemed to linger caressingly upon
this particular pair, as she sorted over
the clothing for each new customer.
There were round-faced Irish moth
ers. with their flow sy he..del offsprings
clinging to their skirts; yellow-haired
Swi-des, whose wondering blue eyes
took In every detail of the crowded ta
ble. ami dark browed Ital an women
carrying their babies within aliawla
that were their only cover.ng. Bcrn'ee
Colby served them all graciously and
sweetly, yet. as each turued away. Iter
eye glanced with half relief at the tiny
blue shoes, still unclaimed.
“How foolish I am!" she whispered to
hers If. "Why cannot I give them up?"
With a sudden Impulse she held them
out as a broad-faced Irish woman, with
a child In Iter arms, stood beside the
tai o
“itch! Mem. but them's fotue. in-
dade.” »aid the woman, with a gay
laugh. "But Jame.v'a fut ne'er’d aqueeaa
Into the lolkea o’ them."
A scarlet wave swept Bernice's cheek
as she drop|>ed the little shoes and has
tlly sought among the clothing for
something more suitable for the sturdy
"Jatney ." Far back In the store, partly
hidden by th« crowd, a man stood,
watching Bernice's table. It was a
dark, handsome face, yet showing the
marks of dissipation. As he witnessed
the little scene a sneer curled his lips.
“Heartless and cold! Willing to sell
her deed baby's shoes," he muttered.
Hastily pushing forward, the man ap
proached the table. Ills upturned coat
collar and the soft felt hat, pulled down
over his brows, nearly concealed his
face, yet as he brushed past the eyes of
the two met. For a second the wom
an’s heart seined to stand still within
her bosom, as she recognized the man's
face; then lie passed by and was gone
That night, as Bernice was being
I driven to her own luxurious home, she
leaned back amidst the soft cushions
with a weary sigh. Not because of the
unusual exertions of the day was she
j spent and weary, but the sight of that
dark, gloomy face, that for five years
she had longed, yet dreaded, to see,
had completely unnerved her. With
the past thus opened, the waves of
memory submerged her. Five years
before Bernice Colby had been a happy
wife and mother. Then the dark angel
had snatched from her arms their pre
cious burden. Selfishly yielding to the
grief that overwhelmed her. she hail
neglected her wifely duties until her
busband had sought more cheerful
company and consolation in the wine
cup. Suddenly awakened to his Intem
perate habits, repugnance and disgust
for the time, swept love from her heart,
and heedless of Ills repentance ami re
morse. she drove him from her with
stinging words of bitter scorn.
She sent Idm from her to do battle
alone with that dreadful demon that
lies in wait for the souls of the weak
and the unwary. Upheld by the praise
of false friends, she deemed herself
wise In thrusting from her so vile a
thing, yet In the long and lonely years
that followed the voice of conscience
spoke loudly In her ear. It said that
she herself was, In a measure, respon
sible for her husband's downfall. That,
had she been stronger, braver, her love
and faith, her prayers and purity of
living would have saved him. Alas!
She had not stood the teat! And so,
though lacking naught that riches can
buy, Bernice Colby was a childless
mother and a wife In name only.
The rummage sale was still in prog
ress. and the next day Bernice stood
behind her table. Smiling and gracious,
though her bright face hid an aching
heart. In tinning over the garments
upon her table, she missed one of the
tiny him1 shoes, and with a fa nt smile
she took Its mate and thrust It quicklv
within the bosom of her dress.
As the day sped onward, a heavy
storm arose, the most severe of the
season. A whirlwind of snowflakes
blinded her eyes as she left the store,
and hid from her view her own car
riage, ns It stood among the long line
of waiting coaches.
Turning In the wrong direction, she
stumbled Into the arms of a man stand
ing upon the curbstone. Starting back
she glanced up into his face, and their
eyes met.
"Neil!"
“Bernice!" they both exclaimed in a
breath. "Let me see you to your car
riage?" said the man, and without a
word Bernice placed her hand within
Ids arm. With the touch of those light
lingers. Ned Colby's heart throbbed
with the love of other days, and words
of tenderness trembled upon his lips.
Placing her within the carriage, he was
about to turn away, yet her hand still
clung to his arm, as she said earnestly;
"Oh, Ned! are you not coming too?”
"May 1. Bernice?” questioned be, eag
erly. .
"Come!” answered his wife, drawing
him In beside her with both hands.
"Home, .John,” cried Ned to the won
dering coachman, and the door closed
upon them.
Tears dimmed the old servant’s eyes
at the sound of that ringing voice.
"Thank God! it's the master!” lie mut
tered, as he gathered up his lines.
"Bernice, like the prodigal son, I have
sinned against heaven, and in thy sight
and am no more worthy----- ”
"Hush. Ned!” whispered Bernice, cov
ering his lips with her hand; “I have
done wrong, too. Let us forget the past
and begin our lives anew.”
As she leaned towards him there fell
from the folds of her dress a tiny blue
shoe. Holding it up, Bernice whispered
softly:
“The baby’s shoe.”
Thrusting ids hand into his coat
pocket, Ned drew out its mate, and
crushing them both together in the lit
tle hand that held them, he bent and
kissed ills wife tenderly.
“Our baby’s shoe!" said he with a
smile.—Philadelphia Item.
“ I am so nervous, there is not a well
Inch in my whole body. I am so weak
at inv stomach, and nave indigestion
horribly, and palpitation of the heart,
and I am losing flesh. This headache
and backache nearly kills me, and yes
terday I nearly had hysterics; there
is a weight in the lower part of my
bowels l>earing down all the time, and
pains in my groins and thighs ; 1 can
not sleep, walk or sit, and I believe I
am diseased ail over; no one ever
suffered as I do.”
This is a description of thousands of
eases which come to Mrs. Pinkham’s
laboratory for advice Au inflamed and
M rs . J ohn W illiams .
ulcerated condition of the neck of ths
womb can produce all of these symp
toms, and no woman should allow
herself to reach such a perfection of
misery when there is absolutely no
need of it. The subject of our por
trait in this sketch, Mrs. Williams of
Englishtown, N.J., has been entirely
cured of such illness and misery by
Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com
pound.
No other medicine has such a record
for absolute cures, and no other medi
cine is "just as good.” Women who
want a cure should insist upon getting
Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com
pound when they ask for it at a store.
Berlin's Fashion Exhibit.
Germany will endeavor to be its
own “mold of form and glass of fash
ion.” Berlin will soon see a fashion
exhibit hy which it is hoped that
special fashions for German women
will be established. The managing
committee will include members of
the highest society.
Air Ship Is Promising.
MRS. MARY BAKEIt G. K1>PY.
Who founded ( hristian Science in 18 6 and who
claims that that religion, with 1,000,000 ad
herents to-dn , will be the dominant one of
the world in fifty years.
gards It as a dangerous delusion. So
far from being a form of Christianity, it
is. in his judgment, blasphemy against
God the Father, in denying his person
ality; against God, the Son, In denying
his divinity and the reality of his atone
ment for sin, and against the Holy
Ghost, in asserting that Christian Sci
ence itself is the Spirit of God. There
are undoubtedly Christian people in the
circle of the Christian Scientists, but
they labor, he says, under a delusion of
tlie most dangerous sort, and as to their
leaders, they are deliberate enemies of
true religion and wilful deceivers of
those who follow them.
HE CONGRATULATED HIM,
And Gave the Beat of Reasons for the
Fe icitation.
They met in front of the Read House.
One was fat and black, with a wonder
ful expanse of mouth and a voice like
a couple of foghorns. The other was
black and lean and wizened.
Said the fat black to the lean black:
"Why doan ye 'gratulate me. Brudder
Johnsing?"
"What fer I 'gratulate you?” said
Brudder Johnsing.
"What fer you 'gratulate me? Why.
man. knse I done mur'd de Widder
Jeff's'n.”
"You Is—you dun mar'd de Widder
Jeff'son?' squeaked out the lean one.
"I »ho’ Is done mar'd dat lady,” said
the fat one with an air of great satis
faction.
"Den I does 'gratulate yer. wif my
whole heart. I sho' does."
The two separated, when the lean one
turned to a knot of wldte gentlemen
who had been Interested and amused
auditors of the conversation, and re
marked:
"Yes, 1 'gratulate him! Haw! haw!
haw! he! he! I sho' does. He's de
wns en’m.v I has. an’ I cert’inly 'grat-
ulates. Why, boss." he said confiden
tially. singling out one of the specta
tors. "1 wus mar'd to dat 'oiniin fer a
year myself. Yas. 1 sho' do 'gratulate
dat man." and he moved off toward
Market street chuckling and muttering
to himself. Chattanooga News.
It. Wonderful Growth.
The growth of Christian Science has
been marvelous, the more because its
followers have been drawn from the
rich and comfortable classes. It was
founded by Mrs. Mary Baker Eddy in
Boston in 1866, but it did not begin to
attract general attention until 18&0 and
the beginning of the erection of the
splendid, temples found in the large
cities was undertaken within the past
five years. In New York City alone
there are three churches completed or
on the way to it—the aggregate value
of which is $1,500.000. The First Church
cost $670,0<i0 and tlie Second $550.600.
Both are paid for. In addition there
are six more societies in Greater New
York. In Boston, the mother church,
built at a cost of $500,000 and dedicated
in 1804, has the greatest number of
members of any church in the world—
15,500, of whom 4.000 were added last
year. Chicago lias three handsome
churches erected within four years.
Tennesseeans take to it strongly, espe
cially in Memphis, where two flourish
ing churches have been established
within two years witli 1.500 followers.
Philadelphia has four churches and
1.000 believers. Buffalo Is a stronghold
of the cult and Denver Is preparing a
temple to cost $250,000 to further its
principles. Boston, however. Is the
leader In winning followers. From 26
members In 18811 the church there lias
now a membership of more than 20.000.
Altogether in America the Scientists
have 623 church societies, with a mem
bership of 1,000.000, and with churches
to the value of $12.000,000.
Abroad the cult is taking wonderful
ly. especially in Great Britain. London
has a flourishing church, as have Dub
lin. Liverpool. Manchester. Birming
ham and Leamington. Among tbe En
glish converts enumerated are the Earl
of Dunmore and the Earl of Tanker-
vllle, Mrs. Henry Montague Butler,
wife of the master of Trinity College.
Cambridge, and Mrs. Charles Smith,
wife of the head master of Sidney Sus
sex College, Cambridge. It Is said that
King Edward, while in no way waver
ing in his allegiance to Anglicism, is
well disposed towsrd Christian Science.
The churches, or temples, are open
every day. and in some of their features
and appointments are suggestive of
club houses rather than places of wor
ship. This has done much to popular-
lie the Institution, especially In large
cities, and to wean away members of
other Christian denominations.
American Fruit-Growing.
The United States leads all other na
tions in the matter of fruit growing.
Strawberries were valued at $S<»,Pt)O..
ooo last year, and grapes at $100.000,-
000.
WHOLE COUNTRY SPECULATION MAD.
MANIA EXTENDS FROM COAST TO COAST.
Tlie country seems to have gone speculation mad. Never before in Amer
lea's history has this mania been so paramount as in the past few months.
From coast to coast, men ami women, young and old. Ignorant and wise, seem
to have been swept along on the great
wave of desire to gain a fortune by the
rising or falling of stock and grain.
Not alone Is the epidemic an affair of
the Stock Exchange of New York. Not
a village exists along the great rall-
roads of the West which has not men
nniong
its
residents
who
take
a “turn" at the market In the cities
near to them. In every hamlet, no
matter how unpretentious as to popula
tlon. the market prices of corn and
grain are closely watched and over the
wires comes ticking along the request
to buy or sell, according to what is
considered the more fortunate side to
be on.
Never In the history of the land has
the speculative fever been so madly
general. It seems to matter little to
the men from one end of the country
to the other whether they take a
plunge In wheat or corn, stock or bond.
tub »racvi.AToa nr».
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so long as they are in with the maddened crowd to make a fortune tn a short
space of time. Here, a» In the closer combinations, thousands and tens of
thousands are endeavoring to add a little to their gain, perhaps made by
hard labor. So general from ocean to o sean has been this speculation that the
government has fourni It necessary to sound a warning.
Pen Pfoture for Women»
one would say that tbe pure country
air had blessed her earlier years, had
imparted the soft bloom to her cheeks,
now losing its freshness. Her dress,
plain, but scrupulously clean, told the
story of a struggle to appear respect
able. But native beauty which gives
a charm where all else fails aided her
here, for her features would have de
lighted an artist. And her beauty was
heightened by the pathos of the ex
pression. She walked to a table in a
corner where none other sat, and pres !
ently a waiter brought her a cup of
coffee. She took from an Inside pocket
of her coat a small paper parcel and
unwrapped a couple of thin butter
sandwiches. Then, leaning her elbow ,
on the table, she bowed her head ami
prayed. She dallied over her meal like
one who has no appetite, gazing before j
her as if some scene enthralled her.
Spirit and body seemed wide apart.
j
She bad come to this lunch room for
months, it was said, arriving always
about the same time, after the rush of
the noon hour. She had finished her
frugal meal, and as she turned to go a
dapper young man entered and stared
at her In amazement. She staggered,
and all color left her face. The young
man seemed too surprised to control
his emotions. She timidly put out an
Inviting hand, but he, sphinx-like, was
transfixed to the spot. Her head sank,
and she moved toward the door intend
ing to pass him. At the same moment
an Italian stopped with his piano in
the street, and began winding off Men
delssohn's wedding march. The young
woman stood erect, and as she raised
her hands to her head her eyes wan
dered wildly. An involuntary smile
flitted across her face, then her eyes
closed with a painful expression, and
tears began to flow.
'Oh, Bert.” she cried in agony, “that
mocking music,” and • would have
fallen, but tlie young man was instant
ly at her side, and caught her in his
arms, where he held her while she wept
without restraint.
“Come, my darling.” he said tender
ly, "and we will begin all over again.
God knows I love you.”
Then he led her away.—Detroit Free
Press.
RESTAURANT ROMANCE.
With
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Tears Alone the Krises
Smites nt the End.
r nd
Mechanics have not yet despaired of
constructing a ship that will navigate
the air, but are constantly at work de
veloping new Ideas or improving upon
old ones. A new type of such craft has
been tried with some success at the
Crystal palace, London, the design be
ing the invention of Auguste Gaudron
and Cecil Barth.
The contrivance Is rather an air ship
than a flying machine proper, from the
fact that It depends for Its support up
on a cigar-shaped balloon seventeen
feet in length by three feet in diameter,
holding about 100 cubic feet of hydro-
gen. The ideal flying machine, of
course, Is to support Itself by mechani
cal power apart from any balloon. Be
neath the balloon in question are fixed
platforms, certain of these containing
a motor and fan to supply the propul-
slve power, the center platform being
reserved for the aeronaut who there
controls the steering gear. During the
trial the machine behaved very satis
factorily. ascending and descending at
any given angle and answering read
ily to the rudder. On a windless day
the inventors hope to attain a speed
of thirty miles an hour and have in
contemplation a machine to accommo
date five people. The balloon of such
an apparatus would have to be 100
feet long and thirty feet ill diameter
and would require four motors, each of
ten horse power. The balloon would
he made for safety's sake in compart-
ments and would require 120,000 cubic
feet of hydrogen to inflate it.
Mustache Fad in England.
tie
Knew.
Teacher—What causes the daily
revolutions of the earth?
Little Bobby—Central America.
Opportunity.
An Art
“Oh, Tommy, what made you
paint that poor kitten green and yel
I low?”
“Well, ma, I had a lot o’ Easter
nigs dye left—an’ you alius told me
never t’ waste nothin’.”
His Just Reward.
“Never did have any luck,” com
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“I’m always
j plained Si Engrone.
j left out in the cold.”
“Never mind,” replied Job Scum-
liter, “you won’t be in the next
world.”
Cleanliness.
j
“Waiter, this water is very dirty.”
“I am vaire sorry, but ve can not
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be expect to wash ze water, zare. ”
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Welsh Language May
Die.
While there is a strong movement
in Ireland for the revival of the ancient
language, it is different in Wales. A
j poll taken at Cardiff on the question
whether the children in the board
schools should be taught the Welsh
language has resulted in a majority of
670 votes against it.
A humorous result of Emperor Wil
liam's recent visit to England is evi
dent in the mustaches of the inhabi
tants of the west end of London. That i
upward and outward twist so asso- j
elated with the Kaiser's mustache has
been extensively adopted, especially by 1
those having pretensions to military
appearance. Interviews with west-end
barbers reveal the trouble they are en
countering In transforming lifelong |
droops into upward curls.
Estimates for Artic
Expiditon.
Captain Bernier estimates the cost
of his proposed Arctic expedition at
$130,000. He has applied to the Ca
nadian government for a grant and
has also opened subscriptions in the
principal Canadian cities.
Apt Illustration.
Teacher—Of course you understand
the difference between liking and lov
ing?
The Pope's Pens.
Pupil—Yes, miss; I like my father
The I’ope does his private writing and mother, but I love apple pie.
with a gold pen. but Ills pontifical sig
nature is always given with a white-
feathered quill which Is believed to
come from the wing of a dove, although
persons who have seen it say It must
have come from a larger bird. The
same quill has been in use for more
than forty years. It serves only for
Important signatures, and is kept in an
Ivory case.
"Alps on Alps Arise.”
First Poet—I've read that It took
Gray seven years to write his "Elegy."
Second Poet—Yes. Say. wouldn't it
been a shock to him if. when he had
Anally got It written, he had sold It to
a magazine, and then found out that
they paid on publication?—Brooklyn
Life.
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Wert Not
Efficacious.
Mamma—Now say your prayers.
Tommy—No; I don't b’lieve it does
any good.
Mamma—What?
Tommy—No; I’m jes’ gittin’ dis
gusted I bin prayin’ all this time to
make little brother Jack a good boy,
and he’s just as bad and selfish as
ever.
Fewer Southern Tenant Farmers.
The old fashioned "plantations” in
the South have about passed into his
tory. The average size of farm has
been greatly reduced and the number
of farmers who own the farms they
culivate has wonderfully increased.
Cogent Reasoning.
His Length of Service.
I,ena—I didn't think you would let a
man kiss you on such short acquaint
ance.
Maude—Well, he thoroughly con
vlnced me that It was all my own fault
that I hadn't met him sooner.—Smart
Visitor to Country Town (who has
been shown over the church)—And
how long has your present vicar been
here?
Sexton—Mr. Mole, sir, has been
the imcumbrance here, sir, for nigh
on forty years, sir'
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A Severe Critic.
Mutual Consideration.
She (turning from the piano)—There,
“My wife is very considerate,” said
how do you like that refrain?
“She is
He—Splendid and the more you re the newly married man.
always buying me neckties and col
frain the better I like It.
ored shirts.”
She entered the lunchroom on Michl- j
“And I suppose you are considerate
About all a boy Is good for until be
gan avenue so softly she was almost
unnoticed. She gave the impression of j Is fifteen Is to ran errands, and eat up and generous in your turn?”
“Yes, I wouldn’t hurt her feelings
one alone In tbe world, and, from her | the last piece of pie.
fer the world.
I wear 'em.”