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t BYENI2TGI-. CA1PITAI JOXTBiTAIi MONDAY,! FEBItUAItY 27, 1893.
A WiOTECTltJ-WING-;
REV. DR. TALMAGE'S SERMON ON THE
HEN AND CHICKENS.
Wlir Christ Selected the Homely Compari
son Some Fmnlllar Stories The World
Is Just What Wo Make It A Great Kc
sponslbllity. Brooklyn, Fob. SO. Previous to tho
sermon in tho Brooklyn Tabernacle this
morning Rev. Dr. TtilmaRo, in giving
out a number of notices, dwelt upon tho
fact that certain picture makers of
Brooklyn had used hi3 name as a refer
ence in their advertisements and circu
lars without his authority. Thousands
of letters of complaint havo come to him
in this respect, and ho wanted it distinct
ly understood that he know nothing of
theso people or their business methods.
The tost selected for tho morning sermon
was Matthew xxiii, 87, "As a hen gath
creth her chickens under her wings, and
yo would not."
Jerusalem was in sight as Christ came
to to tho crest of Mount Olivet, a height
of 700 feet. Tho splendors of tho reli
gious capital of the wholo earth irradi
ated the landscape. There is tho tem
ple. Yonder is tho king's palace.
Spread, out beore his eyes are tho pomp,
the wealth, the wickedness and tho com
ing destruction of Jerusalem, and he
bursts into tears at tho thought of tho
obduracy of a placo that ho would gladly
have saved, and apostrophizes, saying,
"O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, how often
would I havo gathered thy children to
gether, even as a hen gathoreth her
chickens under her wings, and yo would
not."
Why did Christ select hen and chick
ens as a simile? Next to tho apposito
nes3 of tho comparison I think it was to
help all public teachers in tho matter of
illustration to get down off their stilts
and uso comparisons that all can under
stand. Tho plainest bird on oarth is tho
barnyard fowl. Its only adornments nro
tho rod comb in its headdress and tho
wattles under the throat. It has no
grandeur of genealogy. All we know is
that its ancestors came from India, some
of them from a height of 4,000 feet on
the sides of tho Himalayas. It has no
pretension of nest like tho eagle's eyrie.
It has no luster of plumage like tho gold
finch. Possessing anatomy tnat allows
flight, yet about tho last thing it wants
to do is to fly, and in retreat uses foot
almost as much as wing.
Musicians have written out in musical
scale tho song of lark and robin red
breast and nightingale, yet tho hen of
my test hath nothing that could bo taken
for a song, but only cluck and cackle.
Yet Christ in tho text uttered, while
looking upon doomed Jerusalem, declares
that what ho had wished for that city
was like what the hen does for herchick
ens. Christ was thus simple in his teach
ings, and yet how hard it is for us, who
aro Sunday school instructors and editors
and preachers and reformers, and those
who would gain the ears of audiences,
to attain that heavenly and divine art of
simplicity.
We, havo to run a course of literary
disorders as childron a course of phys
ical disorders. We come out of school
and college loaded down with Greek
mythologies and out of the theological
seminary weighed down with what the
learned fathers said, and wo fly with
Wings of eagles and flamingoes and alba
trosses, and it takes.A good while before
wo can come down to Christ's simili
tudes, the candle under, tho bushel, the
salt that has lost its savor, the net
thrown into tho sea, the spittle on tho
eyes of tho blind man and the hen and
chickens.
There is not much poetry about this
winged, creature of God mentioned in
my text, but, she .is moro practical and
more motherly .and more suggestivoof
good things' than many that fly higher
and wear brighter colors. She is not a
prima donna of tho sides nor a strut of
beauty in tho aisle of the .forest. She
does not cut a circlo under the sun liko
tho Rocky mountain eagle, but stays at
home to look after family affairs. She
does not swoop liko tho condor of tho
Cordilleras to transport a rabbit from
the valley to tho top of tho crags, but
just scratches for a living. How vigor'
ously with her claws she pulls away tho
ground to bring up what is hidden bo
neathl When tho breakfast or dining
hour arrives, sho begins to prepare the
repast and calls all her young to partake.
UNDEH OLD DOMINICK'B WINDS.
I am in sympathy with tho unpreten
tious old fashioned hen, because, like
most of us, sho has to scratch for a liv
ing, Sho knows at the start tho lesson
which most people of good sense are
slow to learn that tho gaining of a live
lihood implies work, and that successes
do not lie on the surface, but are to be
upturned by positive and continuous ef
fort. The reason that society, and the
church, and tho world aro so full of fail
ures, so full of loafers, so full of dead
beats, is because people are ,not wiso
enough to take tho lesson which any hen
would teach them that if they would
find for themselves and for those de
pendent upon them anything worth hav
ing they must scratch for it.
' Solomon said, "Go to the ant, thon
Bluggard." I say, "Go to tho hen, thou
sluggard." In the Old Testament God
compares himself to an eagle stirring up
her nest, and in the New Testament tho
Holy Spirit is compared to a descending
dove, but Christ, in a sermon that begins
with cutting sarcasm for hypocrites and
ends with the paroxysm of pathos in the
text, compares himself to a hen.
Ono day in tho country we saw sud
den consternation in the behavior of old
Dominick. Why tho hen should be bo
disturbed we could not understand. We
looked about to see if a neighbor's dog
were invading tho farm. We looked up
to see if a stormcloud were hovering.
We could see nothing on the ground that
could terrorize, and we could see nothing
in tho air to ruffle the feathers of the hen,
but the loud, wild, affrighted cluck which
brought all her brood at full run under
her feathers made ua look again around.
us and above us, when we saw that high
S!!a"lnLlTni8::.V
stood in tho shadow it came nearer and
lower until wo saw its beak was curved
from baso to tip, and it had two flames
of firo for eyes, and it was a hawk.
But all tho chickens woro under old
Dominick's wing, and either tho bird of
prey caught a glimpse of us, or not
ablo to find the brood huddled under
wing darted back into tho clouds. So
Christ calls with great earnestness to
tho young. Why, what is tho inat,
ter? It is bright sunlight, and thero can
bo no danger. Health is, theirs. A good
homo is theirs. Plenty of food is theirs.
Prospect of long lifois theirs. But Christ
continues to call, calls with moro em
phasis and urges haste and says not a
second ought to bo lost. Oh, do tell us
what is tho matter I All, now I see. Thero
aro hawks of temptation in the air; thero
aro vultures wheeling for their prey;
there aro beaks of death ready to plunge;
thero aro claws of allurement ready to
clutch. Now I seo tho peril Now I
understand tho urgency. Now I seo tho
only safety. Would that Christ might
this day take our sons and daughters
into his shelter, "as a hen gathereth her
chickens under her wing."
The fact is that the most of them will
never find tho shelter unless while they
aro chickens. It is a simple matter of
inexorable statistics that most, of those
who do not come to Christ in youth
nevor come at all. What chanco is thero
for tho young without divine protection?
Thero aro tho grog shops. Thero are tho
gambling hells. There aro tho infideli
ties and immoralities of spiritualism.
Thero aro bad books. There are tho im
purities. Thero aro tho business rascali
ties. And so numerous aro these assail
monts that it is a wonder that honesty
and virtuo aro not lost arts.
Tho birds of prey, diurnal and noctur
nal, of tho natural world are ever on
tho alert. They are tho assassins of tho
sky. They havo varieties of taste. The
eagle prefers the flesh of tho living ani
mal. Tho vulture prefers tho. carcass.
Tho falcon Mils with ono' Btroke, while
other styles of beak give prolongation of
torture. And so the temptations of tikis
life aro various. Some make quick work
of death, and others agonize the mind
and body for many years, and some liko
tho living blood of great souls, and others
prefer those already gangrened. But for
every style of youth thero is a swooping
wing and a sharp beak and a cruel claw,
and what tho rising generation needs is
a wing of protection.
EABLY SALVATION UHOED.
Fathers, mothers, older brothers and
sisters and Sabbath school teachers, be
quick and earnest and prayerful and im
portunate and get the chickens under
wing. May tho Sabbath schools of Amer
ica and Great Britain within the next
three months sweep all their scholars
into tho kingdom. Whom they havo
now under charge is uncertain. Con
cerning that scrawny, puny child that
lay in the cradle many' years ago, the
father dead, many remarked, "What a
mercy if tho Lord would take tho child!"
and tho mother really thought so too.
But what a good thing that God spared
that child, for it became world renowned
in Christian literature and one of God's
most illustrious servants John Todd.
Remember, your children will remain
children only a little while. What you
do for them as children you must do
quickly or never do at all. "Why have
you never written a book?" said some ono
to a talented woman. Sho replied: "I
am writing two and havo been engaged
on one work 10 years and on tho other
five years my two children. They aro
my life work." When the houso of John
Wesley's father burned, and they got tho
eight children out, John Wesley tho last
before the roof fell in, the father said:
"Let us kneel down and thank God. The
children are all saved; let tho rest of tho
place go."
My hearers, if we securo the present
and everlasting welfare of our children,
most other things belonging to us aro of
but little comparative importance Alex
ander the Great allowed his soldiers to
take their families with them to war,
and ho accounted for tho bravery of his
men by the fact that many of them were
born in camp and were used to warliko
scenes from tho start. Would God that
all tho children of our day might be born
into tho army of tho Lord I No need of
letting them go a long wuy on tho
wrong road beforo they turnaround nnd
go on the right road. Tho only time to
get chickens under wing is while they
are chickens.
Hannah Whitall Smith, the ovangolist,
took her little child at 2 years of ago
when ill out of. the crib and told her
plainly of Christ, and tho child believed
and gave evidence of joyful trust, which
grew with her growth into womanhood.
Two years are not too young. The time
will como when by the faith of parents
children will bo born into this world and
born into tile bosom of Christ at tho samo
time. Soon we parents will have to go
and leave our children. Wo fight their
battles now, and we stand between them
and harm, but our arm will after awhile
get weak, and wo cannot fight for them,
and our tongue will bo palsied, and wo
cannot speak for them. Are we going
to leave them out in tho cold world to
take their chances, or aro we doing all
we can to get them under the wing of
eternal safety?
SHELTER FROM LIFE'S TEMPESTS.
But wo all need the protecting wing.
If you had known when you entered upon
manhood and womanhood what was
ahead of you, would you have dared to
undertako life? How much you havo
been through I With most lifo has been
a disappointment; they tell me 60. They
havo not attained that which they ex
pected to attain. They have not had tho
physical and mental vigor they expected,
or they havo met with rebuffs which they
did not anticipate. You aro not at 40 or
60 or 00 or 70 or 60 years of ago where
you thought you would be. I do not
know any one except myself to whom life
has been a happy surprise. I never ex
pected anything, and so when anything
camo in the shape of human favor or
comfortable position or widening field of
work it was to mo a surprise.
I was told in tho theological seminary
by wine of my fellow student that I
(preach unless I changed my style, bo
tliat when I found that Bomo people did
como to hear mo it was a happy surprise
But most peoplo, according to their own
statement, have found lifo a disappoint
ment. Indeed wo all need shelter from
Its tompesta. About 8 o'clock on a hot
August afternoon you havo heard a rum
blo that you first took for a wagon cross
ing a bridge, but afterward thero was a
louder rumbling, and you said, "Why,
that is thunder!" And suro enough the
clouds wero being convoked for a full
diapason. A wholo park of artillery
went rolling down tho heavens, and tho
blinds of tho windows in tho sky wero
closed. But tho sounds abovo wero not
moro certain than the sounds benculli.
Tho cattlo camo to tho bars and moaned
for them to bo. let down that' they might
como homo to shelter, and tho fowl,
whether dark Brahma or Hamburg or
Leghorn or Dominick, began to call to its
young, "Clucki;' "Cluckl" "Cluck!" and
tnko them under .tho wagon houso or shed,
and had them all hid under tho soft
feathers by tho tlmo that tho first plash
of rain struck tho roof.
So ,thoro are .sudden tempests for our
souls,and;oh! how. dark it gots.and threat
ening clouds of bankruptcy or sickness or
persecution or bereavement gather and
thicken and, blacken, and some run for
shelter to a bank, but it is poor shelter,
and others run to friendly advisers, and
they fail to help, and others fly nowhero
simply because .they know not where to
go, and they polish in the blast, but
others hear a divino call saying, "Come,
for all things aro now ready." "Tho
spirit and tho bride say como." And
whilo tho heavens aro thundering terror
tho divino voice proffers mercy, and tho
soul comes under tho brooding core of
tho Almighty "as a hen gathereth her
ohickens under her wing."
DANGER OF ICY FORMALITY.
The wings of my text suggest warmth,
and that is what most folks want. The
fact is that this is a cold world whether
you take it literally or figuratively. We
havo a big fireplace called the sun, and it
has a very hot fire, and tho stokers keep
tho coals well stirred up, but much of
tho year wo cannot get near enough to
this fireplace to get warmed. The world's
extremities aro cold all tho time. Forget
not that it is colder at the south pole
than at the north pole, and that tho Arc
tic is not so destructive as tho Antarotic.
Once in awhilo the Arctic will let ex
plorers come back, but tho Antarctic
hardly over. When at the south polo a
ship sails in, the door of ice is almost sure
to be shut against its return.
So life to many millions of people at
the south and many millions of people at
the north is a prolonged shiver, but
when I say that this is a cold world I
chiefly mean figuratively. If you want to
know what is the meaning of the ordi
nary term of receiving tho "cold shoul
der," get out of money and try to bor
row. The conversation may havo been
almost tropical for luxurianco of thought
and speech, but suggest your necessities
and bco tho thermometer drop to 50 de
grees below zero, and in that which till
a moment before had been a warm room.
Tako what is an unpopular position on
some publio question and seo your
friends fly as chaff before a windmill.
As far as myself is concerned, I havo
no word of complaint, but I look off day
by day and seo communities freezing out
men and women of whom tho world is
not worthy. Now, it takes after ono and
now after another. It becomes popular
to depreciate and defame and execrate
and lie about some people. This is tho best
world I ever got into, but it is tho mean
est world that some people ever got into.
The. worst thing that ever happened to
them was their cradle, and tho best
thing that will ever happen to them will
be their grave. What peoplo want is
warmth.
Many years ago a man was floating
down on the ice of tho Mexrimac, and
great efforts wero mado to rescuo him
Twice ho got hold of a plank thrown to
him and twice ho slipped away from it,
because that end of the plank was cov
ered with ice, and ho cried out, "For
God's sake, give mo tho wooden end of
tho plank this time," and this dono ho
was hauled to shore Tho trouble is that
in our efforts' to savo tho soul thero is
too much coldness and icy formality,
and so tho imperiled ono slips off and
floats down. Give it the other end of tho
plank warmth of sympathy, warmth of
kindly association, warmth of genial sur
roundings. The world declines to give it, and in
many cases has no power to givo it, and
hero is where Christ comes in, and, as on
a cold day, the ram beating and tho at
mosphere full of sleet, the hen clucks
her cliickens under her wings, and the
warmth of her own breast puts warmth
into tho wot feathers and the chilled feet
of the infant group of the barnyard, so
Christ says to those sick and frosted and
disgusted and frozen of tho world, Come
in out of the March winds of the world's
criticism; como in out of tho sleet of- tho
world's assault; como in ont of a world
that does not understand you and does
not want to understand you; I will com
fort and I will sootho and I will bo your
warmth, ' a hen gathereth her chick
ens under her wing." Oh, the warm
heart of God is ready for all those to
whom tho world has given tho cold
shoulder.
SACRIFICE UNTO DEATH.
But notice that somo one must take
the storm for the chickens. Ah I tho hen
takes tho storm. I havo watched her
under the pelting rain. I have seen her
in tho pinching frosts almost frozen to
death or almost strangled in the water?
and what a fight she makes for the you? j:
under wing if a dog or a hawk or a man
comes too near! And so the brooding
Christ takes tho storm for us. What
flood of anguish and tears that did not
dash upon his holy soul! What beak of
torture did not pierce his vitals! What
barking Cerberus of hell was not let out
upon him from the hennels!
What he endured, oh, who can tell.
To tare our eoula from death nnd hell!
Yes, the hen took the storm for the
chickens, and Christ takes the etorm for
us. Once the tempest rose so suddenly
the hen could not get with her young
back from the new wound to the bars,
and there ahe is under the fence half.
dead. And WW the rata tra to ow,
ind it is an awful night, nnd in tho mora
ng Iho whiteness about tho gills and tho
seakdown in tho mud show'hat tho
nother is dead, nnd the young ones como
)ut and cannot understand why tho
Mother does not scratch for them some
thing to cat, nnd they walk over her
wings and call with their tiny voices,
but thero is no answering cluck. Sho
look tho storm for others and perished.
Poor thing! Self sacrificing oven unto
icathl
And does it not mako you think of him
tvho endured all for us? So tho wines
under which wo como for spiritual safety
iro blood spattered wings, aro night shat
tered wings, aro tempest torn wings,
fa tho Mo of Wight I saw tho gravo of
Princess Elizabeth, who died whilo a
prisoner at Carisbrook castle, her finger
Dn an open Biblo and pointing to tho
words, "Como unto mo all yo that labor
and aro heavy laden, and I will givo you
rost." Oh, come under tho wingsl
But now tho summer day is almost
passed, nnd tho shadows of tho houso
and barn and wagon shod havo length
ened. Tho farmer, with scytho or hoo
on shoulder, io returning from the fields.
The oxen aro unyoked. Tho horses aro
crunching tho oats at tho full bin. Tho
air is bewitched of honeysucklo and wild
brier. Tho millnnan, pail in hand, is
approaching tho barnyard. Tho fowls,
kooping early hours, aro collecting their
young, "Cluckl" ''Cluck!" "Cluck!" and
loon all the oyes of that f eathored nursery
aro closed.
Tho bachelors of tho winged tribo havo
ascended to their perch, but the hens, in
a motherhood divinely appointed, toko
all the risk of a slumber on tho ground,
and all night long tho wings will stay
outspread, and tho little ones will not
utter a sound. Thus, at sundown, lov
ingly,, safely, completely, tho hen broods
her young. So, if we aro tho Lord's, tho
evening of .our life will como. Tho heats
of tho day will havo passod. Thero will
be shadows, and we cannot boo as far.
Tho, work of lifo wfll bo about onded.
Tho. hawks of temptation that hovered
In tho sky will have gono to the woods
and folded their wings. Sweot silences
will come down. The nir will bo redo
lent with tho breath of wholo arbors of
promises sweeter than jasmino or even
ing primrose Tho air may bo a littlo
chill, but Christ will call us, and wo will
know tho voice and heed tho call, and wo
will como under tho wings for tho night
tho strong wings, tho soft wings, tho
warm wings and without fear and in
full, sense , of safety, and then wo will
rest from sundown, to sunrise, "as a hen
gathereth her chickens under her whuj;"
Dear mo, how many souls tho Lord hath
thus brooded! '
Mothers, after watching over, sick cra
dles and then watching afterward over
wayward eons and daughters, at last
themselves taken caro of by a motherly
God. Business mon, after a lifetimo
struggling with the uncertainties of
money markets, and the change of tariffs,
and the underselling of men who bo
cause of their dishonesties can afford to
undersell, and years of disappointment
and struggle, at last under wings whoro
nothing can perturb them any moro than
a bird of prey which is 10 miles.off dis
turbs a chick at midnight brooded in a
barnyard.
TRUSTING IN DIVINE SHELTER.
My text has its strongest application
for peoplo who wero born in tho country,
whorover you may' now live, and that is
tho majority of you. You cannot hear
my text without having all the rustio
scones of tho old farmhouse- como back
to you. Good old days they woro. You
know nothing much of tho world, fpr
you had not seen tho world.
By law of association you cannot recall
the brooding hen and her chickens with
out seeing also tho barn, and tho hay
mow, and the wagon shod, and tho
house, and tho room whoro you played,
and the fireside with tho big backlog
beforo which you sat, and tho neighbors,
and tho burial, and tho wedding, and
tho deop snowbanks, and hear tho vil
lage bell that called you to worship, and
seeing the horses which, after pulling
you to church, stood around tho, old clap
boarded meeting houso, and thoso who
sat at either end of tho church pow, and
indeed all tho scenes of tho first 14 years,
and you think of what you woro then
and of what you aro now, and all these
thoughts are aroused by tho sight of the
old hencoop.
Somo of you had better go back and
start again. In thought roturn, to that
placo and hear tho cluck and see tho
outspread feathers and come under tho
winor and mako tho Lord your portion
and shelter 'and warmth, proparing for
everything that may come, and so avoid
being classed among thoso described by1
tho closing words of my text, "as a hen
gathoreth her chickens under her wing,
and yo would not." Ah, that throws
tho responsibility upon us! "Ye would
not." Alas, for the "would nots!" If
tho wandering broods of tho farm hoed
not their mother's call and risk tho
nawk ana dare tne irosuet and expose
themselyes to tho frost and storm, sure
ly their calamities are not their moth
er's fault'. "Yo would not!" God would,
but how many would not I
When a good man asked a young wom
an who had abandoned her home and who
was deploring her wretchedness why sho
did not return, tho reply was: "I dare
not go home. My father is so provoked
ho would not receive mo home." "Then,'
tald tho Christian man, "J will test this.''
And so he wrote to tho father, and the
reply came back and in a letter marked
outside "Immediate," and inside saying,
"Let her como at once; all is forgiven."
God's Invitation for you is marked
"Immediate" on tho outsido, and inside it
U written, "Ho will abundantly pardon."
Ob, ye wanderers from God and hap
piness and homo nnd heaven, come under
the. sheltering wing. Under this call I
lee you turning from your old way to
the new way, the living way, tho gospel
way. A vessel in the Bristol channel
was nearlng the rocks called the "Steep
Holmes." Under the tempest the veseel
was unmanageable, and the only hope
was that the tide would change before
the struck the rocks and and weatdowri,
and so the captain stood on the deck,
watch in haad. Captain and crew and
fwmgvn were pallid with terror, TJf
be Mother leok M hj vftok mi,
other look at tho sea ho shouted i "Thank
God, wo nro saved! Tho tido hns turned!
Ono minute moro and wo would havo
struck tho rocks."
Somo of you havo been a long whilo
drifting in tho tempest of sin nnd sor
row and havo been making for tho break
ers. Thank God, tho tido has turned,
Do you not fcol tho lift of tho billow?
Tho graco of God that bringoth salva
tion hns nppenred to your soul, nnd in
tho words of Bonz to Ruth I commend
you to "tho Lord God of Israel, under
whoso wings thou hast como to trust."
An Intoreatlne Tlotiao Clock.
Darius L. Goff of Pawtuckot, R. L, n
man who has always humored a natural
bent in tho diroction of mechanical curi
osities, is tho proud ownor of, a clock
that novcr "runs down." An ingenious
contrivance attached to tho front door of
tho Goff mansion keeps tho wonderful
timopioco constantly wound up, tho sim
ple act of opening nnd closing tho door
serving in placo of a koy. But this is
not all by a good deal. Electrical appli
ances, operated by this perpotual, nover
tiring clock, light tho gas jet in tho
hall at dusk nnd promptly put it out at
10:80 p. m. Another liandy attachment
rings an "early rising" boll for tho serv
ants. Half an hour later tho samo auto
matio lovor drops, and a boll is rung for
tho family, followed in another half
hour by a "breakfast boll." Wires and
electrometer attachments run all over
tho houso and play all sorts of pranks.
Besides performing tho wonders abovo
mentioned (which the reader must con
fess is a fine thing for a family who aro
so punctual that everything is dono by
clockwork), a wiro attachment of the
clock is connected to queer little musio
boxes in each chamber. Thoso boxes
play tho orthodox cathedral chimes
overy timo tho clock strikes, filling tho
entiro houso with sweet musio at least 12
times overy day. St. Louis Republic.
An Unexpected Windfall.
In 1888 1 alady hamod" Burch,thon liv
ing in Kensington, went, liko n thousand
others, to see the fine ladies pass on thoir
way to attend a drawing room at Buck
ingham palace Whilo gazing at tho
show, which, though not democratic, is
an exceedingly protty ono, sho noticed an
old gentleman, faint and confused with
tho pressure of tho crowd, which, being
composed of Englishmen, pronounced
him drunk, piscorning with better in
sight that ho, was, not .drunk, but vory 111
Miss Burch lod him tq a seat, found him
somewhere a glass of water and in a few
minutes restored his scattered energies.
Ho thanked her warmly, asked her name
and departed to bo heard of no. moro
till a few days ago, whon a, solicitor
called to inform Miss Burch that tho old
gentleman had bequeathed hor tho im
mense reward for such a servico of 150,
000. That story if it is true, which wo seo
no reason to doubt is tho most etriking
instanco wo can remember of tho truo
and perfect windfall which all men, it is
said, expect in thoir hearts, but which so
rarely occurs to any one. London Spec
tator. Shutting On n Brother.
"I think I did a protty neat thing just
beforo I left homo," said Rodorick Cher
rill, a Chicago traveling man, in tho
Lindell yestordav. "I'vo got n young
brother, and ho is just tho dearest littlo
chap in tho world. His only fault is
that whon I am homo ho is continually
'touching1, mo, and it costs mo considera
ble in the courso of a year. Won, Satur
day night ho camo with his usual request
a, quarter. 'Now, Fred,' said I, 'hero s
a half dollar, and your futuro success as
a solicitor of alms dopends upon tho way
you uso this money,'
"Tho boy took it with a sort of mysti
fied air, and bidding mo goodby loft.
Now, horo is my scheme Tho 'half 1
gave him was one of tho World's fair
souvenir half dollars. If ho keeps it (as
ho ought to), ho will always havo monoy
and novcr need any, If he doesn't keep
a valuablo coin liko that (as ho surely
won't), why, ho never deserves to havo
anothor cent, and I quit winner both
wavs." St. Louis GloboiDemocrnt.
Dr. Powell Reeves & Co.,
The Old Reliable Specialists,
lte of New York Hospital. Graduate with
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Both Sides of theuestfoin 3B$f
Sides of the
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. Excursion pates to tlio World's Fair.
Ed., C. Cross,
..JSKBttk Uco Meats.
1 TiliM UKSKlkC
1SSTABLISHED 1870.
WILLIAM NlLES
Los Angeles, California.
AND EXPORTERS OF
CIvKAN.
If you would be clean and have youjrdotj. done up in
the neatest and dressiest manner, tako them to the
SALEM STEAM LAUNDRY
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manner.
A. B. SMITH,
Dealer in-
Sand, Gravel, Wood, Sewer Pipe anj, Tiling-
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Wholesale and Retail
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OS Court and
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INCORPORATED 1891.
& CO.,
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