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in every period of human history. The com ing is the sum of the comings; and the final coming is the outcome of all the comings. The method of Providence is the same in princi ple throughout, and every section of that Prov idence shows the same method in operation with the same sort of results. New York, N. Y. THE PARENTAL GUIDE. ( By P. P. Maxwell. 1. If parents differ, in the matter of discip line never let the child know it; better that the child suffer punishment wrongly, than get the idea that the parents differ. ' 2. Your babe is never too young to be cor rected. How forcible and appropriate the old adage "As the twig is bent the tree is inclin ed." Go into the yard and break that tree! A very few years ago you could have snapped it between your fingers. 3. He that spares the rod, hates his child. What is a rod? A word, a suggestion, an in fluence, or if need be, a whip. "A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the fool's back." 4. Be very careful in starting the first child. It will do more in guiding the younger ones than parental dicipline. 5. Don't shut your eyes to the smallest fault, if you do it will grow. 6. Never call your child naughty or bad, and never tell it that God doesn't love bad chil dren. "God commendeth His love to us, in that while we were yet sin n el's Christ died for us. ' ' 7. Try to cut the word Don't out of your training; children are better judges of right and wrong than you think. 8. Never tell your child that you don't be lieve him, even if you don't. 9. Never lock up anything to keep it from a child, nor place things out of its reach, but rather, teach the child to keep hands off. 10. Use common sense, good sense, God sense, and never forget once that you are train ing a soul, for time and eternity, and daily ask God's guidance. FAMILY WORSHIP. Judge John Newton Lyle. Copied from "The Family Altar," I find the following printed in the Presbyterian of the South, of April 30th : "Why not have the family worship some thing like this : Let the family assemble around the breakfast table, let the head of the house hold read two or three verses of Scripture, or, better still, have a New Testament at each plate and read one verse each as the lesson. Then with heads bowed, if the father or mother could do no more than this, it would be help ful : " 'Our Father bless our household today. Take care of our children, protect them in time of danger, help them in their work and in their play. Bless their father and mother and keep us all an unbroken family circle, until we are safe home with Thee. Amen.' " The time, place and manner of worship are admirable, but the prayer suggested, is objec tionable. It is wholly selfish, like the Dutch man's prayer, which was: "Oh, Lord, bless me and my wife, my son John and his wife; us four, and no more." Jesus taught us to pray for others as well as for ourselves, and there is nothing better for family worship than the prayer He taught His disciples. It is a prayer inspired by the Holy Spirit, the only kind spoken of in Script ure that "availeth much." "The effectual, fer vent (inspired) prayer of a righteous man availeth much" ? James 5:16. Hence, the pol icy of our church, in sending to its families and Sabbath schools "canned" prayers, is de plored. It is suggested, by some, that a "string of bead.y* to count them on accompany each "can." For, to the practice, they say, the use of "canned" prayers will lead our people. Waco, Texas. Our Boys and Girls WHEN BILLY LANFORD APPLIED FOR A JOB. "You don't deserve a job!" The tall young man who had stood beside Bil ly Lanford in the office of the Carrigan Con struction Company had followed him out and now stood at his elbow in the street, apparent ly with the sole purpose of delivering his de cidedly personal comment. Billy had just failed to secure the place of timekeeper for which he had applied. lie had wanted the place very much, indeed, he believ ed ; he had made up his mind to earn money this summer, and the timekeeper at Carrigan 's received ten dollars a week for what Billy had understood was only very moderate exertion. Now the sudden sharp criticism from a stran ger sounded like a gratuitous insult. Billy flared. "Well, say?" he began. "Don't get mad now," interrupted the other, his bright brown eyes holding Billy's steadily. "You thought you could get that job when you went in there, didn't you?" Billy wanted to answer sharply and escape. But the very unusualness of the attack waked his curiosity and he answered grudgingly: "Of course, I thought I could get it." "Why?" Billy found himself at a momentary loss for answer. "You told Andy Jaynes, the manager, that you'd had no experience, didn't you?" "Yes, but ? " "You didn't like the idea of getting to the gate at seven-thirty in the morning, did you?" "I didn't say any such ? " "No; you only looked it. You were surpris ed that you would have to stay till six-thirty at night, weren't you?" Billy stopped answering. He was angry; but he felt the blood rise slowly in a hot wave over his cheeks and neck, and he found it hard to continue looking resentfully up into the brown eyes. "And you resented the idea that the time keeper had to help in the shipping room when he was off the gate, didn't you?" Billy backed away against the fence. He wanted to shout aloud a denial of this series of charges; but he could not say a word. He knew that there was truth in every one of them. "Jayner knew how you felt," asserted hig unpleasant new acquaintance. "Both he and I saw you were trying to cheat him." "Cheat him!" "Certainly. You had nothing to sell, had you? Neither experience, nor knowledge, nor willingness to work. All you wanted was to get ten dollars a week and get it easy ; you had no notion of being worth ten dollars a week, had you?" The young man stood silent a moment, wait ing. Billy Lanford was raging. He was angry enough to strike ; but he knew that what had been said to him was not unjust, and that fact held his tongue and hand. "Do you know what you have done this morning?" asked his accuser. "You have started a reputation." Then the man turned away. Billy was left alone, standing with his back to the fence, his hands gripping the pickets behind him, his face and his heart burning as he had never known them to burn before. A volunteered reprimand from an utter stranger ! It was some minutes before Billy turned and walked slowly away down the street, hardly knowing where he meant to go. It had been bad enough to think of going home and reporting his failure. Now, he felt as if he had been whipped, and for something too downright disgraceful to report at all. Who the man might be, or how he had hap pened to see and hear the application to Mr. Jaynes, Billy did not know. It was very strange that he should have- gone out of his way to denounce an action that did not con cern him at all. It was certainly very officious of him. The town in which Billy lived was a large one. It seemed improbable that he would ever meet the stranger again. He would be unlike ly ever again to see Mr. Jaynes of the Car rigan Construction Company. Billy had heard of the vacant position through a man his fa ther knew in the Carrigan office. That man need hear only that Billy had not secured the place. What did the fellow mean when he said, "You've started a reputation?" "A reputation as a cheat!" Billy said aloud involuntarily. "It's so. They saw; both of them saw through me. I'm a cheap little shirk, and I'm not worth any one's ten dollars a week. And they both know it." The boy's mind was stung to the quick. His conscience was stirred. "I must go and get a place to work some where, now," he thought. "I must! I've got to prove that chap wrong." He hurried 011 and on, thinking, planning, squirming under the memory of the scathing rebuke he had received. Then it occurred to him that the criticism, if not merely an ill natured affront, must have had a friendly im pulse. "He told me where my mistake was," said the boy to himself. "What did he do it for?" As he remembered it now, there appeared to have been no contempt in the young man's tone. There had been only a sharp incisive ness and an earnest effort to convince. * Billy's ideas grew clearer. That last phrase about reputation ? he must go back and try to change the impression he had created at Car rigan 's. He was two miles from the construction com pany's offices when he reached this conclusion. He remembered Andrew Jayue's shrewd gaze, and shrank from the prospect of facing it again. But an hour and a half after the talk at the picket fence Billy Lanford stood again at the railirfg beside Mr.^ Jaynes' desk.