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Kfe- 4 •Y r,-,. AFRICA FOR THE AFRICANS. will not do to exaggerate (ho weight ond Importance of the so-called Ethiopian move ment, the keynote of which in expressed by the cry of "Africa for the Africans," and yet underlying It Is one of the gravest prob lems awaiting the solution of the civilized world. That problem has to do with the Cuture relations of the white and black races In Africa. .. Shall the latter be permanently relegated to a position .1 of servitude and subjection, ns the Inevitable fate of an Inferior race associated with one more highly developed, or shall the attempt be made to treat both on terms of equality before the law? Shall the majority of the Inhab itants of the country, bearing a proportion of not less than twelve to one of the whites In Natal, for Instance, be deprived of political rights by the white men who have come Into the land to till its fields and develop its mineral resources? In a word, shall this great continent, with Its teeming millions of black natives, be turned Into a "white man's country," regardless of the Interests and wishes of the blacks? That the question Is vastly more than an academic „-one is shown by the unrest among the Zulu and Kaflir populations of South Africa, and by the repeated upris ings of the Mohammedan negroes of the Niger region. So long as the country Is governed from above, as In Nlgprla •and In the undeveloped portions of South Africa, the problem has not risen to vex the white rulers but where the attempt to introduce democratic self-government Is made—as In the Cape Colonics—It Is acute. The men trpon whom rests the real burden of the problem, the •colonists, have small use for the humanitarians and the 'theorists. They frankly declare that the cherished doc trine of equal rights for alt men is not for them, and that the occupation of the country was for motives with -which ethics have nothing to do.—Philadelphia Ledger. A "BLACK LIST" OF FOODS. kNE of the most Interesting things to the student of political history and progress Is the way In which federal statutes often stimulate State legislation and encourage the enforcement of State laws. The Lacey act for the protection of game by the na tional government has done more than any tier one thing to secure the passage and enforcement 'of State game laws and already the pure food and the meat inspection acts passed at the recent session of Con- Cress have borne fruit In several States. In Massachusetts and In New Hampshire particularly the State Boards of Health have made public the results •cf chemical analysis of many articles of food in daily use. These articles were bought in the open market, of local grocers, Jnst as any householder buys them for his own use. When they are found to be adulterated or other than 4is represented on the labels, the State Boards of Health have published the fact, naming the packer, giving a de scription of the label, and telling just what and how much ^adulteration was found. The State Boards have long been carrying on this work, fbut what Is new is the fact that the newspapers have taken much more interest in it, and now print the re ports In fnlL The Boards of Health in many other States A TYRANT IS DEAD. -'Sen. YrepoB Wu the Mo»t Hated Man in Ruaala. Escaping time after time the knives •ad bullets of those who would have assassinated him, the man most hated by the Russian people, recently died a natural death at the palace of the Czar at Peterhof, near St. Petersburg. He was Gen. Dlmitri Feodorovlch Trepoff, the most detested and the most crnel tyrant who stood between the people and their hopes for reform. He was one of the most remarkable men In GEN. DIMITRI TREPOFF. Bussla. His father was a foundling and never knew who his parents were, tout be rose to be a power In the em pire and the son followed In his foot steps, rising even higher. No man «tood so firmly for despotism as did DImltrl Trepoff, and bis life was con stantly In danger. He was shot at over and over again. Three attempts to take bis life were made In one week. While none of the assassins was ever success ful in reaching him, they were really the cause of bis death, for the con stant worsy and terror of bis position broke down his health and led to bis Trepoff was a typical Russian—very tall, very strong, with cold blue eyes a bard expression. He bad no jaercy In his soul and thought noth ing of ordering the Cossacks to mow down the people on the slightest prov ocation. He was vulgar and tllbred and possessed none of the gentlemanly EDITORIALS OPINIONS OF GREAT PAPERS ON IMPORTANT SUBJECTS qualities which attach to the Russian of good breeding. Withal, he was fear less and stood between the Czar and those who would have reduced the pow er of the Imperial ruler. He was the protector and savior of autocracy. He even prevented the Czar carrying out his reform ideas. He was the one bar rier between the tempestuous sea of mobs and popular passions that ragefl around the throne on one hand and the equally cruel autocraey on the other hand. He plotted for M- WItte's re moval and upset every plan for change In the form of government. As com mandant of the Imperial palace he con stantly had the ear of the Czar and his Influence was boundless, tils removal by death Is a great blow to the autoc racy and clears from their path the strongest man In the way cf the liber als. Hundreds of those whom he had caused to be publicly flogged or sent Into exile will rejoice that the tyrant is dead. Wl«« Mail. "Wby do you refuse to have a^jy business relations with Riggles?" "I always steer clear of a man sharp er than myself." "In what way Is be sharper?" 'K "He once had a chance to marry my wife and didn't"—Milwaukee Senti nel. It Is wonderful the number of things woman pats on when site dresses. make similar examinations and prepare similar reports. Even If the reports may not be printed In the newspapers, they can usually be had on application, and the Depart ment of Agriculture works In the same field. The restraining and reformatory effect of these reports will be of great Importance. Even a manufacturer who would like to cheat, If he could do so In safety, will hesi tate to deceive when he k»ows that the reports of the State Board tell the truth about his products, and that the reports are accessible to all. Henceforth the house holder can buy in greater confidence than ever before.— Youth's Companion. TO CURE THE HARRY THAWS. ARRY THAW'S mother ruined her son when she changed the will of the boy's father. The latter left the spendthrift $2,500 a year. Mrs. Thaw changed It to $80,000 a year. It was a case of too much mothering. She put a handicap on the son'3 life, cheated him out of his chance. Young Thaw never had the satisfaction nor the experi ence of earning an honest dollar. He never knew the keen joy of work. The exultation of the youth who turns from a wood box filled or a lawn mowed—a Job well completed—never came to him. lie was denied the opportunity of labor with his hands or the working out of an ideal with his head. The curse of idleness was upon him. For Idleness Is a curse. The dictum that man must earn his bread by the sweat of bis brow Is a bless ing. Work Is the universal law of nature. It Is the normal, sane business of man. What could be expected of a yonng man who had more money than he knew how to spend and who made diversion his only purpose? There's a limit to having a good time. When you get so far natural pleasures pall and If the human has no occupation the craving for new emotions begins to pull on the appetite. Self restraint is overborne. Lire is warped. Tastes are vitiated. Ex istence is artificial and false. There is one cure for a thousand Ills—useful labor. No man can live a sane existence without some healthy occupation. We are built that way.—St. Louis Star Chronicle. CHICAGO'S FREIGHT TUNNEL. O city Is in the happy po- NotherofAmerican sltlon Chicago in having a large system of freight tunnels, by which business houses can load goods from their cellars right Into cars. The tunnel company connects its trunk tunnels with the larger houses in the down town district, so that drays, teams and strikes of draymen are at an end. There are forty-five miles of tunnnel equipped with rails and overhead trolley in the district bounded by Chicago avenue, the lake, Hal sted and Sixteenth streets, constructed in the last five years at a cost of $30,000,000. The railroads are to re ceive freight from the tunnel company at a minimum of expense. The system of underground freight tunnels is not a municipal enterprise, but was begun, it is alleged, by a subterfuge and carried on against the wish of the city fathers.—Baltimore American. RIVER "NUDGED" HIM. What Diver Thought When Tuffboul Sank Bealde Him. Henry Tract, a diver, was at work on the bottom of the Harlem River this morning when a subsurface wave near ly knocked him down. This was anew experience for Tract, in spite of the fact that be bas been prowling about river and bay bottoms la a diving bell for years. He has met queer fish and he has unexpectedly come across grew some bodies often, but the river never pushed him before, says the New York Post. The cause of this sensation was right at hand and very obvious, even through six feet of murky river water, way down below the level of passing keels. One keel had come down fast and hard below that level and Tract saw through the glass window of his steel mask the hnll of a big boat settling in the mud right beside him and not more than his own length away. Tract didn't wait to hail the tug. He wasn't on that uncanny job, and the boat, arriving so suddenly without whistling, made him nervous. Besides, he could see a red flag, not flying, of course, but winding in a moist, ghostly sort of way about the staff as the boat swayed gently when her keel first touched bottom. A red flag always means danger, and Tract didn't Investigate then to learn jnst what sort of danger a red flag un der water Indicates. He jerked the emergency call on his signal cord and was hoisted to the sur face. There be learned that the boat which bad sunk so uncomfortably close to hlci was the Harlem River. The tug was on her way to Flood Rock at Hell Gate for a load of dynamite, to be used In the government dredging operations at Central bridge, near 155th street Hence the red flag. The trip to Hell Gate wasn't finished because the boat was rammed and sunk by another towboat, the Margaret D., off East 123d street That's where Tract was at work repairing the city's submarine water pipes to Randall's Island. Before the boat went down, her cap tain and crew all managed to scramble aboard the Margaret D. After Tract bad shaken some of the lead from bis feet and had the top of bis helmet unscrewed for a spell of natural breathing be remarked that a tugboat nnder normal conditions may be a very noisy, bustling sort of craft "But," he added, "the stillest thing I ever saw nnder the water or above It was that ghost boat coming down on me without a toot It just pushed the river and the river nudged me so I looked up and there she was." CUM fop Gratitude* The admirer of Miss Flutterby's mn sical talent had listened attentively, beaming with delight, while she exe cuted a Chopin polonaise with consid erable spirit, but with a decided lack of accurate aim. "There," he said, taming to the young lady's brother for sympathetic enjoyment, when the last echo had died "that's what I call' a finished perfoi cnance!" "Yes, Indeed," said the brother, with fervor. Sometimes there are three or four movements to her pieces." It Is said middle-aged women are more greedy for pie than boys. fA "I'M WHEN MY BOY COMES WHISTLING HOME. When the night Is dark, and the cold winds blow And the starless sky hangs dull and gray, Then a light gleams out with a ruddy glow. The shadows pass, and the gloom gives way, When my boy comes whistling home. High the Found, and clear as a blackbird's note. Mallow and round as a robin's trill. As sweet as the tune from a skylark's throat. Cleaving its way through the silence chili As my boy comes whistling home. Or "rag-time" or sonnet, ballad or psalin. It matters not what the theme may le. Reeking with mischief, or solemn and calm, It carries its message straight to me, When my boy comes whistling home. *TIs a sign unfailing. With conscience free And an unstained soul he fares along. For guilt would smother the rollicking glee, Deception wither the happy song. But my boy conies whistling home. Oh, never was music that could compare (No sound of chant in catlicdral old. Nor thunder of organ, nor choir rare) With this, as my boy, with his heart of gold. To his mother conies whistling home. A IN E E IS O E LL John C.-irst airs' money was made from mines, and was still coming out of mines in a golden stream. From "Old John's" point of view this was a very pleasant fact, in deed. Mrs. Carstairs was enabled to shine in all the brilliance of New iork seasons and Newport indolence. I But Frances, embellished with all that Parisian costumes and the skill of French maids could iwssibly add to tlie beauty of her graceful figure, and the witchery of her wavy brown hair and deep brown eyes, had grave doubts as to the unalloyed desirability of this wealth. For there was Dick to be con sidered. Dick was not rich not exactly poor, but certainly not rich. And when one Is wealthy and beautiful and -1, and when one's mother thinks it is time to consider one's marriage, and so many youths with all the necessary bank notes and bonds have expressed their & do ran on and been refused and all this with the result that one's mother Is becoming impatient, while Dick is the only one that will suit but is not rich: naturally the problem assumes se rious proportions. Of course, Dick was also a doubter. To keep himself at all cheerful lie bad day dreams of becoming suddenly wealthy and boldly demanding Frances' hand from "Old John." Frances, from a comfortable and becoming position on OFT ON THE LAST TRAIL.' Dick's shoulder, would agree that such an event "would be perfectly lovely." "But how are you going to make it happen, Dick, dear?" Now that was just what Dick didn't know himself. Then came a time when Mrs. Car Etairs' coming softly into Frances' room nt nirht Introduced another factor into un already perplexing problem. "Frances, dear, it is time you were thinking of marrying and having a home of your own." "I suppose so, mother." "Now, of course, Frances, I can qpite understand ail this foolishness aud sen timent about Dick Leigh. It is ail very well for a young girl just out of school, bat when a girl comes to your age, Frances, she must look at things sens ibly." Mrs. Carstairs continued: "I will admit Dick Is a very fine young man, and I have no doubt would make a model husbaild. But my dear, he has so money and is never likely to have. You must forget all about this boy-and girl affair. Several young men of ad mirable character and with the neces sary means to make you happy have spoken to your father, and we expect you to make a choice before long." "Yes, mother," almost inaudibly from the cushions. The new developments in the case having been tearfully reported to Dick, that young man was more perplexed than ever, bat could offer no advice ex cept to wait for a while. The "wait ing" lasted for nearly three months, until Mrs. Carstairs announced to Frances that her hand had been prom ised to Mr. Wyndham, whose money was also obtained from mines. "My dear, it is now March, and since Mr. Wyndham as well as your father and I would like you to be married quietly at your country house I have fixed the date for September." After a short pause she continued: "Now, Frances, I have given Dick Leigh to understand that you are en gaged to Mr. Wyndham and are to be married in September, and he has, I be lieve, left the city for the west this morning. I expect Frances, to hear nothing more about this old love affair. If I do you will regret It." She swept out with the full conscous ness and pride of victory. But as she departed Frances' maid now came with a letter from Dick. Shorn of endear ing epithets and caressing phrases, the letter said that he was off to the west, the land of mines, and was determined that "a mine will soon be mine, and then you shall be mine again. Always and forever thine. Dick." Frances spent an hour In reading those portions of the letter which we bare omitted, and then plunged Into the delights of shopping with her mother, for Dick would find his mine and she might as well prepare for the wedding now, and while her mother shopped with Mr. Wyndham In mind, she could fed It was for Dick. Such implicit confidence in Dick was llattering. but it was doubtful if such faith in his abilities reposed in bis own mind. Equipped with prosp-jetor's pack and guide, lie arrived at tlie little hotel near tlie Carstairs mine. He de cided to explore the country live miles to the north of "Old John's" mine, and so informed a miner who had struck up an easy western acquaintance with him. "Prospect them there bills to the north. Why. by the six-shooter of Mo ses. yer crazy, pardner." "Why?" demanded the crestfallen Dick. "There ain't no gold rocks there, naw, not even good buildin' stone. A man's plumb leery-eyed foolish to pro spect tliein liills. Better strike a job work in' in the mines for Old John Car stairs. Yer a chunky looking speci men, pard, and -53 a day's good pay. Come in," with a perk of his dirty thumb over his shoulder. "Come in, pardner, the drink'll be on me." It was not long before Dick discov ered that he couldn't tell gold ore from a macadam roadway, and decided to take the advice of his hospitable friend with the thirst. Working in the mines, he would learn, enough about ores to continue bis prospecting trip. There fore, it came about that Dick Leigh, some time suitor for the hand of Fran ces, was wielding the pick in her fa ther's mine. Dick spent nil his Idle time wander ing about the property adjacent to the Carstairs mine, and discovered one day that it had been staked out as a claim. Bill, the friendly miner with the thirst, hastened to reassure him. "Don't you worry, pardner, you ain't lost nothin'. I knows all about that there claim, for I've broken more'n one hammer tinkerin' round them rocks, and by the broncho of 'Blmelich, there no gold on the top of that claim. Naw, nor for a long trail down into the ground neither. But, pardner, yer a good friend of mine, I like yer ways, d'ye see, and I'll tell yer what'll be be tween yerself and me. 'Old John's' mine," lowering his voice cautiously, "is likely to have a vein run down un derneath that there new claim." "Well, then," said Dick, "we are too late." "Naw, nary a bit 'Tain't likely any thing will happen for three or four months yet, and they'll get enough of that claim 'fore then." This conversation occurred in late April, when men were boring in the new claim. There was excitement in the camp, however, when it was ru mored that some paying ore had been struck. It was later announced that Wyndham, the mine owner, was talk ing of buying the property as soon as an official assay of the ore had been made. These were bitter days for poor Dick. Old Bill would reassure him in his hours of despondency. "That there ore won't assay worth a floor-scrubber's cuss yer'li see." Even Bill was nonplused by the later news, that the ore had assayed remark ably rich and that there was a rush to buy. "I don't see how it happened. That there assayer must be gone luny. I saw some of that ore myself and it ain't worth a quid of chewed baccy." CHAPTER II. The great event of the mining season was the collapse of the Wyndham Min ing Company. The mine had not proved as rich as the assay had shown. In fact as old Bill had said, "it warn't worth much more'n good buildin' stone." The bankruptcy of Wyndham provided good "copy" for the New York and Chicago "yellows." which ir regularly reached the camp. Dick read to Bill with great inward satisfac tion the news that the engagement of Miss Carstairs and Mr. Wyndham had been broken off by Mrs. Carstairs, on account of Wyndham's disastrous fail ure. There came a day when Bill no long er went to the mine, but tossed about In the delirium of fever. The young doctor told Dick that "it was just drink. Constitution wrecked by liquor. He won't last very long." Dick nursed him as carefully as he could. One hot night Dick was sitting by the bedside of old Bill, who was ly ing in a stupor. He was reading a let ter from Frances, which had been sur reptitiously written and dispatched. Suddenly Bill woke up and turning painfully, gazed at Dick. "Dick, old pardner, I'm off on the last trail. It's time for me to pull stakes, y' Bee. Y've been a good pal, Dick, all right and I'm sorry to leave yer. But 'fore I go, I'll tell yer to watch the north end of the mine. And In the old box, yer'li find a packct 'dressed to the old mother in Wiscon sin." He paused for breath as Dick supported his head and wet bis lips with the medicine. "I'll surely send I» on to her," said Iick. "Thanks, pardner. yer were always a good pal. So long-—pard—watch the north end. The vein may run The rest of the sentence was lost in a mutter as old Bill crossed the great divide. Bill's mate in the mine nil attended the simple funeral and erected a rough cross at the head of the grave. The days passed into weeks and Dick worked oil in the Carstirs mine. I he machinery on the Wyndham property still lay idle, a monument to hasty judgment. The whole story of the fail ure was now known. 1 lie original owners of the claim had tollowed the assayer's clork wlio was carrying sam pies of ore to the assay oflice. Finding him asleep, with the ore in a leathern bag under his pillow, they forced the sharpened point of a syringe through the leather and sprayed the samples of ore with chloride of gold. Toward the end of August Dick was working in tlie north of the Carstairs mine. He was feeling particularly de spondent, and was considering leaving the mine, drawing the few thousand he had left in the bank at Chicago and again going back to the humdrum of a Wall street clerkship. He was wielding Ills pick almost automatically, scarcely heeding where he struck. A new deep vein of gold ore had been laid bare for some minutes before he was aware of the fact. Then he drop ped his pick and groping on hands and knees he carefully examined the vein. A few more strokes of his pick and he had grasped the situation. Carefully covering up the vein again he worked hard for a few minutes breaking up worthless rock with his pick and carrying it over to the new vein. I'iling rock painstakingly upon it he worked away till the bell rang for the end of the eight-hour shift. The cage seemed to Dick to be crawling up to the top, and when it had deposited its load on the surface he hurried to his tent. Dressing himself in the rai ment of former days he hired a "buck board" and drove off to the town. "Reckon young Dick must be going to see a gal over to Charville," remark ed an astonished spectator. "Naw, he don't go anything on gals," commented Si, the saloonkeeper. "He's more likely goin' over after some books or niagerzeens. lie's a queer cuss, is Dick." Dick further astonished the mining community by quitting work at the mine. "Ailers thought yer'd quit," scnten tiously remarked Si, "yer ain't the pick and shovel sort. But it's been good ex perience for yer. Better come into the s'loon, I need a new hand and yer'd be husky enough to keep the boys straight." Dick reported that lie needed a rest and change and was going away in a few days. But it was many days before he left. For the next day the management of the Carstairs mine discovered that their latest and richest vein ran straight through into the abandoned Wyndham property. "Old John" made haste to buy, but was informed that the deeds of the land were in the pos session of one Itichard Leigh of New York, who had bought the abandoned machinery a few days previously for some thousand dollars and had had the deeds of the property thrown in. "Old John" was wise and as yet scarcely any one had been allowed to hear of the new vein. His agents ap proached Dick and offered him an ex tra thousand for the machinery and land. Dick dismissed them with the information that he -would speak to Old John himself. That elderly mine owner was much surprired that Dick had inside information as to the vein and that Dick was further prepared to begin mining operations himself. It was aboflt a montli after the new mining firm of Carstairs, Leigh & Co. had been incorporated that Frances, from her old position on Dick's shoul der, was talking over old times. "And I said you would find the mine didn't I, Dick, dear?" "Of course you did, Frances," an swered the man of mines, "mine at last by a mine."—Canadian Graphic. TEA DRINKING IN ENGLAND. Clips Were Small When Content* of Twenty-five Were Drunk Dally. That Great Britain stands at the head of all the kingdoms of the earth in its consumption of tea, its record standing at about six pounds a head per annum, should surprise none who has noted for himself the tea drink ing prowess of the inhabitants of the United Kingdom. English, Scotch, Irish and Welsh—they all seem so in dissolubly wedded to their cup of tea that it requires a painful stretch of the imagination to picture a time when they were tealess. Yet statistics show that it is only within the last 250 years or so that Englishmen hays been tea drinkers—that is to say, only a matter of some eight generations since the fragrant beverage was first known to them. Before that ale was the popu lar drink. The tea drinking habit, it is interesting to note, brought in its train a long list of innovations—the teacup, for instance, seems to have been much smaller than that of to-day. Otherwise the feats of the famous tea bibbers of literature—Bishop Burnet with his twenty-live cups in a morn ing, and the monumental Dr. Johnson, who said of himself that he was "a hardened and shameless tea drinker," whose kettle "had hardly time to cool," would have been impossible. It seems to have been a common custom in the early part of the eighteenth century to drink tea three or four times a day and ten or twelve cups at a sitting, a practice which would have been ac companied by an Inconvenient degree of personal tension if the cups had been as large as they are now. The infusion, too, was much weaker than is palatable to modern taste. Tea spoons had to be invented as well as teacups, and were at first made with perforated bowls and long, polnteg stems, and at one time cups were num bered. to insure each member of a tea drinking party getting back bis own cup each time the tea was renewed.— New York Tribune. The Klglits of Others—Disregard of the rights or ethers is certain to meet with retribution.—Rev. E. K. Bell, Lu theran, Baltimore. Democracy—Democracy means tiio rights of all the people, not a section of the people. Rev. I!. A. White, In dependent, Chicago. God— It is a great mistake to think that God rejoices to enshroud Ilimsc! in baffling mystery.—Rev. L. Mason Clarke, Presbyterian, Brooklyn. IJuin —What shall I do to be damned? 'Nothing! The only thing in the world that requires no effort at all is ruin.— Rev. Frank Crane, T'nitnrian, Worces ter, Mass. Keeling and Judgment-—Religion must be both feeling anil judgment. Without the one It will be fanaticism without the other it will be formality. -Rev. L. S. Wilkinson, Methodist, Pittsburg. I'm/its of Siinnie—There are men in the church to-day who are receiving "blood money." the revenue which comes from a shameful and dishonest business.—Rev. A. R. llolilerby, Metho dist, Atlanta. Love anil Passion—Passion wants selfish gratification, but the joy of love is in sharing with the beloved object, even in emptying ourselves for that dear one. Rev. E. 1 Wartield, Bap tist, Easton, Pa. The Slot Machine—The man wha holds yen up on dark night at th# ]oint of a revolver is a gentleman compared with the slot machines.— Itcv. 1\ A. Strong. Congregationalist, Paw tucket, It. I. The Problem of Christ—To solv® the problem of Christ is the highest use to which reason can be put for it con cerns the eternal interests of your en tire personality.—Rev. W. A. Hunter, Presbyterian, Denver. Success—The hand of God controls in jty and sorrow, success and failure. "Nothing succeeds like success" we are told, but often nothing succeeds like failure. Rev. Wallace Radcliffe, Pres byterian. Washington. Resolutions—Never threw away a good resolution because you have bro ken it. Mend it, and it will be better than ever. Mend it every time it breaks and keep on using it.—Rev. It. J. Bur dctte. Baptist. Los Angeles. The Drink Curse —The American home must be protected from the curse of drink. Two-thirds of the crime of the nation and one-half of its insanity is caused by this evil.—Rev. R. A. George. Congregationalist, Cleveland. The World's Burden—Power does not exempt men from burden. The most unhappy beings the world has ever known have worn the purple and sat upon the highest thrones.—Rev. II. E. Kobbins, Episcopalian, Anaconda, Mont. Stubbornness—Philosophers fail to take account of the fact that one of the strongest motives that actuate the soul is just pure stubbornness. The smaller the soul the bigger the grudge it can hold.—Rev. Frank Crane, Inde ]iendent, Worcester, Mass. Punishment—Punishment is the best thing God can give those who will not accept him and the church. I offer you iieaven and eternal life from Him. mid if you reject it you will sink and be lost in the bottomless pit.—Rev. E. II. Dixon, Baptist, Boston. Youth and Age—The ideal homes, churches and nations are those where the sen-ices of both the young and old are utilized. There should be the mingling of age and youth in onr ec clesiastical and national councils.—Rev. F. P. Parkins, Methodist, Philadelphia. Orthodoxy—Orthodoxy under .what ever form you choose to view it, Is brotherly only in theory and where it is not actually and actively hostile to every phase of faith save its own, it la at least exclusive and indifferent.— Rabbi L. II. Franklin, Hebrew, Detroit, .Mich. The Wage Workers—There is still a great class of unorganized wage work ers who need tlie sympathy and guid ance of disinterested men and women. The church must be concerned for that vast throng which is now alienated from all church life.—Rev. E. W. Delk, Lutheran Philadelphia. God and History—God is all history, lie was as potent a factor in the dis covery of America as in the conquest under Joshua had as much to do with the defeat of the Spanish Armada as with the overthrow of the armies of Sennacherib.—Rev. .T. W. Maynard, Methodist, Patcliogue, X. Y. Thoughtless Girls—Self-assertiveness, boisterousness. loudness of talk and dress, ccarseness, vulgarity and shame facedness are things in which girls ought not to indulge, and which the man on the street, though he may laugh at them, yet in his heart despises.— Rev. C. M. MeUlon, Methodist, Provi dence. Experience—Common experiences draw and bind men together. The ex periences in camp, on the battlefield and in the hospital bind the old soldiers to gether. Tlie common experiences of men who labor with their hands for their daily bread bring them into clos er fellowship. Men of the same .ft and profession are brought' pecul -Iy r.ear together for this reason.—Rev. B. 15. Tyler, Disciple, Denver. Ortstn of the First Saw. Talus, the Grepk, is said to have in vented the saw from having once found the jawbone of a sna&e, which he employed to cut through a small piece of wood. In early periods the trunks of trees were split into boards with wedges, and although these deals were not always straight, they were regarded as much better suited to con struction than sawn boards, because they followed the grain and lasted longer and were stronger. Water mills, for the purpose of sawing, came Inta use In the fourth ccntur/.