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1 PV' '-4 *C* |8*5/ mmm*mmmmw***imi TALMAGE'S SERMON "Are there not two sparrows sold for -a farthing? and one of them shall *not fall on the ground without ,youi ^father." You see the Bible will not be limited 'In the choice of symbols. There is hardly a beast or bird or insect which lias not been called to illustrate some divine truththe ox's patience, the ant's industry, the spider's skill, the hind's surefootedness, the eagle's speed/the dove's gentleness .and even "the sparrow's meanness and insignifi cance. In Oriental countries none but the poorest people buy the sparrow and eat itso very little meat is there on he bones, and so poor is it, what there is of it. The comfortable popula tion would not think of touching it any more, than you would think of eating a bat or a lamprey. Now, says Jesus, if God takes such good care of a poor lir that is not worth a cent, will he not care for you, an immortal? We associate God with revolutions. ""We can see a divine purpose in the discovery of America, in the, inven tion of the art of printing, in the ex posure of the Gunpowder plot, in the contrhance of the needle-gun ,in the nun ot the Austrian or Napoleonic des potism but how hard it is to see God in the minute personal affairs of our lives! We think of God as making a record of the starry host, but cannot realize the Bible truth that he knows how many hairs are on our head. It -seems a grand thing that God provided 'food for hundreds of thousands of Israelites in the desert but we c*annot appreciate the truth that when a spar row is hungry, God stoops down and opens its mouth and pi.ts the seed in. We are struck with the idea that God fills the universe with his presence, but cannot understand how he encamps in the crystal palace of a dewdrop, or iinds room to stand between the ala baster pillars of the pond lily. We x?an see God in the clouds. Can we see God in these flowers at our feet? We are apt to place God on some great stageor to try to do itexpect ing him there to act out his stupendous projects, but we forget that the life of a Cromwell, and Alexander, or a Washington, or an archagel, is not more under divine inspection than your life or mine. Pompey thought there must be a mist over the eyes of God ^because he so much favored Caesar. "But there is no such mist. He sees -everything. We say God's path is in -the great waters. True enough but no more certainly than he is in the water in the glass on the table. We say God .guides the stars in their courses. Mag nificent truth! but no more certain truth than that he decides which road or street you shall take in coming to 'Church. Understand that God does not *it upon an indifferent or unsympa thetic throne, but that he sits down lieside you to-day, and stands beside me to-day, and no affair of our lives is so insignificant but that it is of im portance to God. In the first place, God chooses our occupation for us. I am amazed to .see how many people there are dissat isfied with the work they have to do. I think three-fourths wish they were in some other occupation, and they .Mpond a great deal of time in regretting that they got in the wrong trade or profession. I want to tell you that God put into operation all the influ ences which led you to that particular choice. Many of you are not in the Lusiness that you expected to be in. "You started tor the ministry and learu ed merchandise you started for the law and you are a physician you pie ferred agriculture and you became a mechanic. Yon thought one way God thought another. But you ought not to sit down and mourn over the past. You are to remember that God arrang ed all these circumstances by which .you were made what you are. Hugh Miller says: "I will be a stonemason God says, "You A A ill be a geologist." David goes out to attend his father's sheep God calls him to govern a nation. Saul gous out to hunt his father's asses, and before he gets hack finds the crown of regal domin ion. How much happier would we be at* we were content with the places God gave us! God saw your tempera ment and all the circumstances by which you were surrounded, and I be lieve nine-tenths of you are in the work you are best fitted for. I hear a great racket in my watch, and I find that the hands and the wheels and the springs are getting 'out of their places. I send it down to the jeweler's and say, "'Overhaul that watch and teach the -wheels, and the spring, and the handf? to mind their own business." You i:now a man having a large estate. He gathers his working hand8? in the anorning and says to one, "You go and -trim that vine." to another, "You go -and weed those flowers to another, "You plow that tough glebe and each one goes to his particular work. The owner of the estate poiiits the man to what he knows he can do best, and so it is with the Lord. I remark further that God has ar ranged the place of our dwelling. What particular city or town, street or house yon shall live in seems to be a mere matter of accident. You go out to hunt tfor a house, and you happen to pass Tip a certain street, and happen to see .a sign, and you select that house. Was it all happening so? Oh, no! God guided you in every step. He foresaw the future. He knew all your circum stances, and he selected just that one house as better for you than any of the 10,000 habitations in the city. Our liouse, however humble the roof and however lowly the portals, is as near -God's heart as an Alhambra or a "Kremlin. Prove it, you say. Proverbs, 1ii.:33, "He blesseth the habitation of the just." t"V 1 remark further that God arranges *11th ourwall. friendships. You were driven *i: You found a man just at that crisis who sympathized with yon and helped you. You say, "How lucky t^r I was!" There was no luck about it. V% *o sent that friend just as certainly |f as He sent the angel to strengthen Ik* Christ. Your domestic friends, your 4* busines.s friends, youro Christian friends God sent them bless you .and if any of them have proved trait- y'~ ^orous it is only to bring out the value of those who remain. If some die, it is only that they may stand at the out pk? posts of heaven to greet you at your ^coming. mki i You always will have friends, warm- K" Jxtartad friends, magnanimous friends and when sickness comes "to your dwelling there will be watchers when trouble comes to yonr heart there will be sympathizers when death comes, there will be gentle fingers to close the ejes and fold the hands and gentle lips'"to tell of a resurrection. Oh, we are compassed by a body guard of friends! Every man, if he has behaved himself well, is surrounded by three circles of friendsthose of the outer circle wishing him well those in the next circle Willing to help him while close up to his heart are a few who would die for him., God pity the wi'etch who has not any friends! ft\ I remark again that God puts down the limit of our temporal prosperity. The world of finance seems to have no God in it. You cannot tell where .a man will land. The affluent fall the poor rise. The ingenious fail the ig*- norant succeed. An enterprise opening grandly, shuts in bankruptcy, while out of the peat dug up from some New England marsh the millionaire builds his fortune. The poor man thinks it is chance that keeps him down the rich man thinks it is chance which hoists him and they are both wrong. It is hard to realize that God rules the money market, and has a hook in the nose of the stock gambler, and that all the commercial revolutions of the world shall result in the very best for God's children. My brethren, do not kick against the divine allotments. God knows just, how much money it is best for you to lose. You never gain unless it is best for you to gain. You go up when it is best for you to go up, and down when it is best for you to go down. Prove it, you say. I will, Romans, viii.: 2S, "All things work together for good to them that love God." You go into a factory and you see twenty or thirty wheels, and they are going in a different direc tions. This band is rolling off this way, and another band another way one down and another up. You say, "What confusion in a factory!'.' Oh, no! all these different bands are only different parts of the machinery. So I go into your life and see strange things. Here is one providence pulling you one way, and another in another way. But these are different parts of one machinery by which He will ad vance your everlasting and present well-being. Now you know that a second mort gage and a third and fourth mortgage are often worth nothing. It is the first mortgage that is a good investment. I have to tell you that every Christian man has a first mortgage on every trial, and on every disaster, and it must must make a payment of eternal ad vantage to his soul. How many wor riments it would take out of your heart if you believed that fully. You buy goods and hope the price will go up, but you are in a fret and a frown for fear the price will go down. You do not buy the goods using your best discretion in the matter, and then say, "Oh, Lord, I have done the best I could I commit this whole transaction into Thy hands!" That is what relig ion is good for or it is good for noth ing. There are two things, says an old proverb, you ought not to fret about: First, things that you can help, .and, second, things which you cannot help. If you can help them, why do you not apply the remedy? If you cannot help them you might as well surrender first as last. My dear brethren, do not sit longer moping about your ledger. Do not sit looking so dependent upon your stock of unsalable goods. Do you think that God is going to allow you, a Christian man, to do business alone? God is the controlling partner in every firm and, although your debtors may abscond .although your securities may fail, although your store may burn. God will, out of an infinity of results, choose you the very best results. Do you have any idea that you can overstep the limit that God has laid down tor your prosperity? You will never get one inch beyond it. God has decided how much prosperity AOU tan stand honoiably, and employ use fully, and --ontrol righteously and at the'end of the year you will ha\e :ust t many dollars and cents, just so jaudi wardrobe, just so much furni ture, just so many bonds and niort cages. and nothing more. I will Mve you one Hundred dollars for over\ 'nonny you get beyond that. God has looked over your life. He knows wbat is best for you, and He is going to bless you in time, and bless you for eternity and ho will do it in the best way. Your little child says. "Papa, I wish you would "let me have that knife.'" "No." you say. "it is a sharp knife and you will cut yourself." He says, "I must hav it." "But you can not have it," you reply. He gets angry and red in the face, and he says he will have it but you say he hhall not have it. Are you not k'md in keeping it from him? So God treats his children. I say, "I wish. Heavenly Father, to get that." God says. "No, my child." I say, "I must have it." God says. "You cannot have it." get angry and say. "I will have it." God says, "You shall not have it." and I do not get it. Is He not kind rnd loving and the best of Fathers? Do you tell me there is no rule and regu lation in these things? Tell chat to the men who believe in no God and no Bible. Tell it not to mei A man of large business concludes to go out of his store, leaving niueh of his investments in the busiuess, and he says to his sons, "Now, I am going to leave this business in your hands. Ferhaps I may come bacH in a little while, and perhaps not. While I am gone you will please to look after ifairs." After awhile the father eomes bads and finds everything at loose ends, and the whole business seems to ge going wrong. He says, "I am going to take possession of this businessyou know I never fully sur rendered it and henceforth consider yourselves subordinates." Is he not right in doing it? He saves the busi ness. The Lord seems to let us go en in life, guided by our own skill, and we make miserable work of it. God comes down to our shop, or our store, and says, "Things are going wrong, 1 come to take charge. 1 am Master, and I know what is best, and I pro claim ray authority." We are nerely subordinates. It is like a boy at school with a long sum that he cannot do. He has been working at It for hours, making figures here and rub bing out figures there, and it is all mixed "up and the teacher, looking over the lioy's shoulder, knows that he cannot get out of it, and, cleaning the slate, says, "Begin again." Just so God does to us. Our affairs get into an inextricable entanglement, and he rubs everything out and says, "Begin again!" Is He not wise and, 1 vin so doing? I think the trouble is, that there is so large a difference between the di vine and the human estimate as to what is enough. I have heard of peo ple striving for that which is enough, but I never heard of any one who had enough. What Gcd calls enough for man, man calls too littly. What man calls enough. God says is too much. The difference between a poor man and a rich man is only the differeace in banks. The rich* man puts his* money in the Washing bank or the Central bark or the Metropolitan bank, or some other bank of that character, while the poor man comes up and makes his investments in the bank of Him who runs all the quar ries, all the mines,, all the gold, all the earth, all heaven. Do you think a man can fail when he is backed up like that? ,K 'You may have s^en a map on which is described, with red ink. the travels of the children of Israel through the desert to the promised land. You see how they took this and that direc tion, crossed the river and went through the sea. Do you know God has made a map of your life, with paths leading up to this bitterness and that success: through this river and across that sea? But, blessed be God, the path always comes out at the promised land. Mark that! Mark that! I remark again, that all those things that seem to be bu+ aeddents in our life are under the divine supervision. We sometimes seeji to be going helm less and anchorless. You say, "It I had some other trade if I had not gone there this summer if I had lived in some other house." You have no right to say that. Every tear jou wept, every step you have taken, every burden you have carried, is un der divine inspecticn, and that event which startled your whole household with horror God met with perfect placidity, because He knew it was for your good. It was part of a great plan projected long ago. In eternity when you come to reckon up your mercies, you will point to that afflic tion as one of 3'our greatest blessings. God has a strange way with us. Joseph found his way to the prune minister's chair by being pushed into a pit and to many a Christian down is up. The wheat must be flailed the quarry must be blasted the diamond must be ground the Christian must be afflicted and that single event, which you supposed stood entirely alone, was a connecting link between two great chains, one chain reaching through all eternity past and the other reaching through all eternity future so small an event fastening two eterni ties together. A missionary, coming from India to the United States, stopped at St. Helena while the vessel was taking water. He had his little child with him. They Walked along by an em bankment, and a rock at that moment became loosened, and falling instantly killed the child. Was it an accident? Was it a surprise to God? Had He allowed his servant, after a life of consecration, to come to such a trial? Not such is my God. There are no accidents in the divine mind, though they may seem so to us. God is good. and by every single incident of our lite, whether it be adverse or other wise, before earth and heaven, God will demonstrate His mercy. I hear a man say, "That idea he littles God. You bring him down, {o such little things Oh, I have a more thorough appreciation of God in little things than I have in great things! The mother does not wait until jthe child has crushed its foot or broken its arm before she administers sym pathy. The child comes in with the first bruise, and the mother kisses it. God does not wait for some tremend ous crisis in our life, but comes down to us in our most insignificant trials, and throws over us the arms of His mercy. Going up the White mountains some years ago. I thought of that passage in the Bible that speaks of God as weighing mountains in a balance. As 1 looked at those great mountains, I thought, can it be possible that God can put these great mountains rcales? It A\as an idea too great for me to grasp but when I saw a blue bell down by the mule's foot, on my way up Mount Washingto, then I un derstood the kindness and goodness of God. It is not so much of God in great things I can understand, but of Cod in little things. There is a man who siA'S,"That doc trine cannot be true, because things do go so very wrong." I reply it is no inconsistency on the part of God. but a lack of understanding on our part. I hear thatinnsomeare Ar en making er fine shawls factory I go in on the first floor, and see only the raw materials and I ask. "Are these the shawls I have heard about''" "No." sa.\s the manufacturer "go up to the next floor and I go up. and 'there I begin to see the design. But the man says. "Do not stop here go up to the top floor of the factory and yon will see the idea fully carried out." I do so, and, having come to the top, see the complete pattern df an exquisite shawl. So in our life, stand ing down below on a low level ot Christian experience we do not un derstand God's dealings. He tells us to go up higher and higher, until -ue begin to understand the Divine mean ing with respect to us, and Ave ad vance until we stand at the verv gate of heaven, and there see God's idea %h- all wrought outa perfect idea of mercy, of love, of kindness. And Ave say, "Just and time are all Thy ways." It is all right at the top. Remember there is no inconsistency on the part of God, but it is only our mental and spiritual incapacity. Some of you may be disappointed this summervacations are apt to be disappointmentsbut whatever your perplexities and worriments, know that "Man's heart deviseth his ways, but the Lord directeth his steps." Ask these aged men in this church if it is not so. It has been so in my own life. One summer I started for the Adirondacks. but my plans were so changed that I landed in Liverpool. I studied law and got into the minis try. I resolved to so as a missionary to China, and I stayed in the United States. I .bought I would like to be in the East, aaa I went to the West, all the circumstances of my life, all my work, different from that which I expected. "A man's heart deviseth his way, but the Lord directeth his steps." So, my dear friends, this day take home this subject. Be content with 8Uch"tMnggTs"jrou have." From every grass-blade under your feet learn the lesson of divine care, and never let the smallest bird flit across your path without thinking of the truth, that two sparrows are sold for a farthing, and one of them shall not fall on the ground without A our Father. Blessed be His glorious name forever. Amen. Wk-t TH E A OL.DEST OBELISK. Gravestone of an Egyptian City of Which hut One Relic Remains The oldest of all the obelisks is the beautiful one of rosy granite which stands alone among the green fields on the banks of the Nile, not far from Cairo. It is a gravestone of a great city which vanished and left only this relic behind. That was the city of Bethshomes of the Scriptures, the fa mous On, which is memorable to all Eible readers a^ the residence of the priest of On, Potipherah, whose daugh ter, Asenath, Joseph married. The Greeks call it Heliopolis, the city of the sun, because there the worship of the sun had its chief center and its most sacred shrine. It was the seat of the most ancient university of the world, to which youthful students came ironi all parts of the world to learn the occult wisdom which the priests of On alone could teach. Thales, Solon. Eudoxus, Pythagorus and Plato all studiefl there, perhaps Moses, too. It was also the birthplace of the sacred literature of Egypt, where were written on papyrus leaves the original chapters of the oldest book in the world, generally known as the "Book of the Dead," giving a most striking account of the conflicts and triumphs of the life after death, a whole copy or fragment of which every Egyptian, rich or poor, wished to have buried with him in his coffin, and por tions of which are found inscribed on every mummy case and on the walls of every tomb. In front of one of the principal tem ples of the sun, in this magnificent city, stood, along with a companion, long since destroyed, the solitary obe lisk which we now behold on the spot. It alone has survived the wreck of all the glory of the place. It was con structed by Userten I., who is sup posed to have reigned 2800 B. C, and has outlived all the dynastic changes of the land, and yet stands where it originally stood, nearly forty-seven centuries ago. What appears of its shaft above the ground is 08 feet in height, but its base is buried in the mud'of the Nile, and year after year the inundation of the river deposits its film of soil around its foot and buries it still deeper in its sacred grave.Pall Mall Gazette. TREATED MEN TO DRY GOODS. How 'One Man Demonstrated th Silliness of an American Habit There is one habit, exclusively Amer ican, which should be discountenanced. It is a'foolish habit, and leads to ex cess. It is the treating habit. If a man was invited into a restaurant to take a mealr when he had just par taken of an his stomach demanded, he would politely decline, and nothing would be thought of it. Why should it be considered discourteous to decline a drink when invited by a "treater?" The absurdity of the treating habit is exemplified by the following vouched for as true incident: "A party of gen tlemen entered a public place and one of them suggested that they 'take something.' They took something chatted^ awhile, and then another sug gested that they 'take something.' More chattingwhen another suggest ed tlvnt they 'take something' The remaking gentleman, who had not treated, suggested a walk, and,passing by a dry goods store he further sug gested that they go in and take some thing.' 'Why, this is a dry goods rtore,' said one of the party. 'Well, wbat of it?' said the inviter 'come in.' In they went, ranged themselves along the counter, and the gentleman who had invited them in said, 'What will you take?' One took a box of collars, another a clean shirt, and so on. The inviter paid the bill, and as they I walked out they looked at each other rather sheepishlybut they saw the point and the foolishness of the whole treating business, and mentally but unreservedly 'swore off.'" Moral: Drink when you are thirsty, but taboo treating.Oakland Echoes. The Cow Pea It is beginning to be understood that the legumes, such as clover, alfalfa and pea vines, are not only the best green feed for the dairyman's herd during the summer, but' among the best for the winter hay, if properly cured. The difficulty of curing the hay of the pea vine has done much to pre vent its use for a winter feed, among dairymen who have fed it with profit during the summer. We select from one of our exchanges the folowing plan for the cutting and preserving of the hay from this useful leguminous plant. The practical man who gives us the information says: "After the vine commences to bear, and some of the pods half grown, I take a grass blade and cut the vines some five or six inches above the ground. "This work is done after the dew has dried off and the vine clear of all moisture from rain or dew. While the process of cutting the vines is go ing on, I have prepared a lot of fence railsor poles will do. I commence a pen, first by flooring it with rails or poles I then build say two feet I then fill upit,the space with the fresh cut vines as fast as I can. After the space is filled, then I floor again go two feet high, and fill this space, and continue until I get the pen ten feet high. On the last space I manage to have it sloped. After you fill the last space cover with boards to prevent them from getting wet, and the job is done. No need of handling them any more, not even for feeding." Farm News. A Passion for Purple. The rage for things purple increases daily. From purple hats we have gone to purple gowns and purple gloves we even see tints of purple in dainty parasols all we have left are thesjtooes and lingerie not yet invaded. ^'i^?^T As fetching and wholly alhrriltg-'a'S- the purple hats are, not every one who will may wear them it is an infinitely trying color, horribly unbecoming to a pale face, but making the pink-cheeked girl bloom like a rose. The astute milliner schemes to alleviate the sharp ness of the tint next to the face by facing the hat with cream color, or some soft white staff, or even with yellow _tm-JPWtadftl^Wa Inquirer.^ JMR.S. STOWE AT EIGHTY-FIVE-, The Home una Daily L.ife of the Fam oM Authoress. Writing of "Harriet Beecher Stowe at Eighty-five," Richard Burton, in June Ladies' Hone' Journal, gives a delightful picture- of the author of "Uncle Tom's Cabin^" of her home in Hartford, and of her daily life. "For some years noAv," he says, "entirely withdrawn from society, Mrs. Stowe is much afoot in the open air, her strength, for one of her years, being remarkable. In the summer time the slight, bent figure, with, its Avhite hair crowning the dark, wrinkled face, is a familiar sight to ihe neighbors, as she wanders under the boughs, gather ing consolation from sun and shade and wind, or strays down the steep bank to where a little silvery stream winds its tortuous lengtfh behind the Clemens and Warner grounds. On such walks a trusty attendant is al ways by her side. It is likely that Mrs. Stowe's fondness for exercise and out door l'fe has done much to sustain her bodily vigor to her present age. But she comes of a sturdy stock. Mrs. StOAve's working days have been long over. None of her conspicu ous literary productions is associated' with her present residence, and her condition requires that she be care fully guarded in ery way by her family from the intrusion of strangers Yet as she walks the street, always folloAved by a fat little pug, who is an autocrat in the hou-.e (it may be remarked that the Stowe family is devoted to dogs), one often sees iion hunting visitors eager to catch a glimpse of the most l-oted literary woman of the land. Requests at the door for a sight of the mistress are not infrequent, while letters petition ing foi* autographs are. of course, legion. Occasionally still the latter favor is granted, or the authoress pens a bit of a note in acknowledgement of so.i.e courtesy. Her modest way cf living implies the fact that the re wards of distinguished success in lit erature are other than monetary. Such success is not to be measured by tang ible things. The aims and ambitions of those who seek to do work Avith the pen Avorthy to live, and helpful to their fellowmen. are not those of mere practical pursuits. How can be estimated in dollars the deep moral glow of satisfaction experienced by Mrs. Stowe on the day when the Em* ancipation Proclamation was given to the world?" An Original Dress. The gown in the illustration is of shot taffetas, bright violet and green. The skirt is made with a flat apron, the other bleadths being round the waist in bouquets of puckers more thrown backward than at the sides and forming godets. Ten centimetres from the bottom of the skirt are five rows of thick bobbin of the same taf fetas. The corsage is close fitting both before and behind, and is covered with a semi-bolero beginning at the seam below the arm, made of cream col ored India muslin, embroidered with branches and leaves. It opens over the pleats of the cor sage and is fixed at the top by several rows of bobbins. The same trimming of India muslin draped like a fichu and crossing in the center beneath a white satin bow is repeated in the back. The back and front are connected by semi braces of black satin, with enamel, gold and steel buttons. The sleeves are half-length, composed of a large pleat down to the elbow, edged with taffetas bobbins sewn into the inset, Violet and Green Changeable- TO**- feta. giving fulness. The neck, tomnmbttg: is of black satin, ending in front streamers of Englfsh la#e Tha Araist band is of black satta ri5bboa, No. 60, with a large bow of thg same' beMnd. The dress is very effectfiwei Vr A Child's Dress. Here Is a description) of a child's It is of creamrprintedi foulard with a pattern of roses andi eglantine, with foliage in dead green. The skirt has gathers at the waist* very closely placed behind. Twelve centimetres ftom the bottom are two rows of em broidery with eyelets, through which are drawn narrow green ribbon. The corsage is low necked and is slightly gathered at the waist both be fore and behind, and a small bouquet of gathers adds to the effect of the decollete. A fringe of mousseime de sole over a transparency of pinK silk I brings up the body at the neck, where it is trimmed with lace. The tour de 1 cou is ornamented with a small broken mmm and at the back aro three small bows of green satin ribbon, No.. 5. There is a draped fichu AA-hieh goes under the**e waistband it is of cream mousselineTJl de soie and trimmed with a flounce^ and narrow insertion and Mechlin ecr lace. The sleeves are short and balloon/ shaped and are confined at the elbow by a green satin ribbon, which formsu^ a bow. The waistband is of narrow^! green satin ribbon and fastens behind?" Child's Dress in Gveam Fbwihiwl. with a bow in front two short ends end im bows over the skirt ten centinae. tres-from the waist. Cerise Taffetas GorwiBre. To Be ~So More Dancinc The summer maid* of '96 will have to fold away her crisp orgajidies and send her satin ball frock to the heath en if what a recently published Lon don book says is to be believed. It appears that dancing as a polite past time is going out of fashion. It is all about the decline of dancirg, and says that some one else has explained the sole trouble to lie with the men, who come to the ballroom doors unwilling to exert themselves, which Rerversity one might expect to be a symptom, but hardly an excuse Men are not more indolent than they Avere. Sir Augustus Harris lately remarked with some contempt that the bam dance of the modern ballroom is a true gauge of the contemporary taste and that in Paris the cotillon ha& degenerated into a childish romp, in which the gentlemen trot om papier mache hobby horses and break a pasteboard lame for the lady. It would seem that the amateurs of poetry of motion have some reason to complain. Household Hintsj If a dish full of cold water is kept in a cake box it will keep the- cake tresh and moist. The Avater should be re newed every tAventy-four hours. Kerosene oil added to the water with which mirrors, windows or anything of glass is to be washed will give a luster. A pint of Avater and three ta blespoonfuls of oil will wash four large windows. First dustr the win dows carefully, then rub well with kerosene and water, wipe with a cloth and polish with an old newspaper. It is an old saying, but a true one, that "one keep clean is* w.orthi twenty make cleans," but it is none the less worthy of observation than "have a place for everything and* keep every thing in its place," while to "wash on Monday, iron on Tuesday, visit on Wednesday, mend on Thursday, sweep on Friday, work om Saturday and rest on Sunday" are good' old New England household sayings that pronaise peace, comfort and even prospjeristiy to those who observe them. A new banana pudding' vouched for by Mrs. Lincoln, and delicious as she said it would be, is- mad* in the follow ing way: Peel six bananas and cut them iti halves lengthwise and cross wise. Put a layer of the fruit in a baking-disn, sprinkle well with sugar and lemon juice^ and a tablespoonful of melted butter. Ada another layer of the fruit and treat it in the same way .as the first. Bake about fifteen minutes in a quick oven. When slight ly cool cover with a meringue flavored wdtth lemon juice. At a luncheon given the other day" the centerpiece was a large nsat of primrose and white sweet peas rest ing on a round table mirror. In the. center of the mat there was a large white satin sachet bag, from which there overflowed many choice white roses* Smaller sachet bags of white, tied with green ribbons, that held a large bunch of white SAveet peas, were at each cover. The china used was all in white and green and gold, and the tees of white roses were served on plates of green glass, dtqoiftted. AyUU. gold. Jr