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wpwwy 68 'THE INDIAN ADVOCATti. it Lfr " rsp lv k. The Presence of God is With You Still. Go to the uttermost bounds of the earth, From the torrid line to the zone of dearth, Frdm the city's streets through the prairie wide, To the foamy crest of the ocean's tide ; From the highest peak in the broad sunshine To the depth of the deepest, darkest mine ; In light or in darkness, go where you will, The presence of God is with you still, You cannot escape from the All-seeing eye, Wherever on earth you may live or die ; In life or in death you are never alone, Not even one moment of time is your own. Whatever you think or whatever you do, The eye of the God-head is always on you ; In pulpit or forum, in mine or in mill, The presence of God is with you still. Look back to the years that have passed away Since you played as a child in the light of day, And think how each moment, from year to year, Through the varied scenes of your whole career. Is kept in the record of time on high, Till you pause in your journey through life and die. And think that though weary, or sad, or ill, The presence of God is with you still. Think of it, you who mock and deride The sacred text of the Crucified, How short is your life in this world of sin, Made worse by the loss of the love you might win, The love of the Infinite, hallowed and dear, Whose word you assail with a scoff or a sneer ; But mock and revile and deride as you will, The presence of God is with you still. And think of it, you who oppress and grind Your fellow-man of the God-like mind; How soon shall the hand that now fetters the slave Lie pulseless and cold in the depth of the grave. How soon must you yield to another the throne, The land or the bond or whatever you own ? But trample and grind and oppress as you will, The presence of God is with you still. To you who are faithful to Him who died That man might live and with Him abide, How sweet is the thought of a world of bliss Beyond the deceits and allurements of this ! To know that when death ends your mortal career, You will live in the light of a happier sphere, Away from the confines of sorrow and ill, With the presence of God around you still. P. J Durkan INDIANS TAKE KEELEY CURE. Ten Osage braves are taking the Kee ley treatment in Kansas City,Kas. They are full blood Indians of influence in their country and accustomed to the freedom of blanket and breech-clout and moccasins They arc now, howovor, confined in suits of blue, and boots that do not look graceful on their untrained feet. Throe of them are sons of chiefs and are tattooed with the badge of their rank. Two bands of blue tattooing run from their ears around the edges of their jaws; other lines of tattooing run from the jaw marks down their (hroais un derneath their shirt collars and are lost to sight. One of them has a silver band fastened around the upper rim of each ear, by way of ornament. They arc fond of gay silk handkerchiefs, which some of them wear knotted loosely around their necks, cowboy fashion. Each of them is the possessor of 000 acres of good Osage country land and an interest in the annuity from the United States, consequently they are well supplied with money, which they know how to guard. About two weeks ago, at the time these Indians came up from the terri tory, they were as wild a lot of men as ever wrestled with the lire water boot legged into their country. They were boisterous and cantankerous. It took six attendants to keep them even rea sonably (juiet. With hardly an exception, they are enormous fellows physically, and their upper arms are as large as an ordinary man's thigh. Their names are E-gron-kah-shin-kah, who is called John for short; Silas Sun ford; Me-to-lah-moie, culled Billie, an enormous young fellow; Ilun-kah-tun-kah, nicknamed Romeo; Hlu-ah-wah-kon-tah, or Shuola, who weighs over 200 pounds; Hlu-ah-wah-kon-tah, known as Archie; Wah-she-hun-kah, Clem in English; Tom West; Me-ke-wah-luan-kah, called Mickey, from the first two syllables of his name, and Theodore Red Eagle. Every one of them had long hair done up in braids, when he arrived in Kansas Oity,but they are all short haired now except two who insisted upon retaining their hirsute glory. t&h&jUM . - iL'iOM . :. k SjLJUS&teJte&LML. i .'AJ& Ck-m, MLi&riiJbtt hfettof,iiAWilliUiriffldi. ii i'-V' it, 6rW -mL