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rr Jo 1 1 u www I fi w i i ii i i i hi 1 1 EITUlliBD IS 1373. THE FALL 3 MINERVA By A. Constance . L - v OT, darling, I must be at j J the office to-morrow morn I ) ing. I can't lose all my clients !" . r "I've told you you're not to go baek to-night." ,: ;j, . "Bat I must, dear. Really!" The speaker's voice verged on the ulaiiitive. "You can co In the morning. I don't mind you leaving me so much when tjje film's shining and it's bright and cheerful." "I shan't get in till afternoon then, and that means another whole day wasted. I must catch my train to night." "Then you'll have to turn right round tlie second we get up to my hotel and walk all these five dreary miles back to the station; and on this bitter night, without your dinner! You can't travel hundreds of miles without anything to eat Don't be ridiculous!" 'I'll get something at the station." Miss Dennison conveyed by her ex pression that she considered the re- w sources of the station inadequate, i "You are not going to-night, dear?" "I must, pet." , ; "You are going to stay, and eat a good dinner beside a blazing fire, and fcave a real nice, cozy evening. Just think how dull I'll be if you go and leave me all alone to listen to the howl ing of the hateful wind!" "I'd give anything to stay, my own darling little girl. You know that as well 3j I do. I'll be down again for the week-end." "Then you don't love me, and you never loved me." "Oh, my darling, don't begin all this! I've got to catch that train to-night, and nothing you can say or do will make me miss it." 'Til never speak to you again if you go by it; I swear I won't." "For God's sake, don't let's have an other scene! I'm getting perfectly sick f It all!" , ' "Then why don't you turn right' round and leave me? Why do y out walk on beside me? Why do you stay en gaged to me?" "Because I'm a fool!" 1 As Miss' Dennison could not consist ently contradict the assertion, she con fined herself to a dignified toss of her head, and continued to walk along the road m haughty silence. A row of telegraph poles stretched desolately before them, and the wind swept across the marsh and .hummed mournfully along the wires. Far away the sea boomed, and the sharp, white I sand flew. up from the road In stinging powers, so that Miss Dennison put ier muff before her face as she-battled onward. The man at her side strode on witii downcast head, and hands lainmed deep into the pockets of his overcoat. His cap, pulled low down wer his frowning eyes, partly protect ed his face from the onslaught of the Sale. He was a stroncr. thick-set man. and his expression resembled that of a I wea-beaten but desneratelv- goaded I fog. A fat and cheeky gust of wind sent the liirl's boa flvins? amnnrl her hat and the man caught it juet in .time. As three miles had still to Ik; traversed before they reached the hotel' where Iiss Dennison's people were staying, ad Miss Dennison was of, a chatty disposition, she welcomed this oppor tunity to break the silence. "If I were a man I should be perfect Jy ashamed to let a girl insult me and trample on me so! I don't know what srt of a husband you think you'll make!" ; e man preserved a discreet silence. "I always wished to marry a man I uld look up t0 Why you cant have self -respect at all!" ' You've done your best to kill it, Haven't you?" .. ' It is Doliev fnr iha nwniav tha'.'flnw to maintain a firm hold if it resent 4t H at I - j . psusement Miss Dennison tilted up cam and assumed an air of in "Bse and iniured indis-natinn .?v r T,' tove done my best to wake it up. taere is an insult which has power g rouse you it is my misfortune, and my fault, that I do not know it." ,;'AS Dennison's happy and fortunate -omea looked down on her with wuence that was tightly strained. s there any object in q-jarfceling at particular moment? The wind J-es conversation rather an exertion; a though I assume the proper CP for me to take Is to turn on my le vUnd stri(e away forever, I can't S you to S home alone, you see." ; jtvay not?" road's too lonely." 1 'juuiae is more companionable man you. more than happy object of Miss Jason's affections hesitated; ' then ueod not to answer. - v ' ..."Nkirl , of; sand, cama to ofII 4 Smedley. them up from the. ground. Miss Den- nison stopped dead. A hoarding stood on one side of the road, bethind the iron railings. Tattered bills and posters fluttered from it miserably. "Dp come along, dear!" said the man. Miss Dennison pressed her hands In to her muff and began an exhaustive study of the contents of the hoarding. The man took a few steps forward. He was of chivalrous disposition, but had been engaged six months to Miss Den nison. "It will be dark in a few minutes." Miss Dennison continued to peruse the bills, pensive Interest in every line of her arrested pose. The man stood a few steps off, with a look on his face akin to that on the face of a nurse who waits for a more than usually spoiled child. Do you know I'm beginning to think I've gone the wrong way about managing-you?" An involuntary dimple, flashed and disappeared in Miss Dennison's care fully averted face. Her betrothed, however, saw only a still abstracted back. "Suppose I were to take you at your word and leave you to walk home alone?" "You are quite unmanly enough to do so!" . ,. ... "Unmanly!" "Is it manly to wait round after me, at my heels, like a little dog?" What, in Heaven's name do you want of me? If I rebel you have hys terics and call me a brute!" "'Vivyella!'" read Miss Dennison aloud. "What ridiculous waists girls have on fashion plates! Have you noticed?" The man suppressed an exclamation. "But . that's rather a sweet blouse she's wearing. I wonder if I could re member it. I must make mental notes." Miss Denniscon rested her elbows on the railing and buried her chin in her muff; reflectively. If you think you are going to make me miss that train by dawdling in this insensate fashion, you are mistaken." "Sweet sleeve!" murmured Miss Den nison. "I like the cuff so!" "I shall simply leave you here, you know." "But I can't see how it's put on. Oh it's cut all in one with the sleeve!" said Miss Dennison, with a sudden burst of illumination. "No. I must learn that!" Miss Dennison redoubled the -fixity of her gaze. I . know nerfectlv well you hear everything I'm saying. Are you com ing 'or aren't you?" T believe it's arranged with a gus set!" announced Miss Dennison. The man opened his mouth, then sud denly turned on his heel and swung down the road. He had cut the Gor dian knot. Miss Dennison must make her deliberate wav home alone. He had gone back to the station and his citv - bound train. Miss Dennison found herself left staring at the hoarding in an attitude of mind that can only be described as one of stunned amazement. Then the dimples reappeared, and Miss Denni son' smiled into her muff with an air of happy power. "The further he goes', the further he'll have to come bac"k, so I won't look around," said the astute and experi enced Miss Dennison; "and the slower he is coming back, the surer he'll be of missing his train. If he thinks he's going to catch it to-night, when I want hinuto stay here, be is very much mis taken, the ridiculous old thing!" Miss Dennison began to reperuse the hoarding; it sheltered her pleasantly from the wind. ",4: hundred pounds reward!" An assuming little notice caught her eyes. "Vivyella" as subject is cap able of exhaustion. Miss Dennison wel corned a change in literature with alac crity. As she read Miss Dennison's face portrayed a curious panorama of ex pression; her cheeks, paled, gradually. The little notice bore a crown, and was couched in terse and simple language; it was an earnest invitation to a one eyed gentleman to return to bis sor rowing friends and guardians at the convict prison across tne marsnes. iz conciuaea witn a tnougntiui warning to lonely and unprotected travelers as to the gentleman's unprepossessing ap pearance and playful disposition Miss Dennison reread the bill with interest no longer histrionic. The sea mist was rising on the marshes. The autumn dusk was viubiu iuc charm of meditation in the lonely land scape seemed suddenly to have lost their, savour. Miss Dennison looked up and down the road; her despised betrothed had vanished into the mist. The lights of the station glimmered HILLSBORO, N. C, THURSDAY, APRIL 2, 1903, raguely far on the horizon. On the other side three miles of deserted road lay between her and her hotel. In the direction of the station lay nearer safe tybut humiliation; fior well did Miss Dennison know that her strength lay in her invulnerability. Let her once lay down her sceptre and her reign of j tyranny was over for ever. For slxi months she had enjoyed despotism;! was she.now to, eat humble-pie and cry out for protection? With Napoleonic resolution Miss Dennison turned in the I direction of the hotel. She took five steRs; then, far away on the distant marshland, she saw a I moving shadow. For the first moment I she assured herself it was but a fan tasy' of - her Imagination. Then the shadow came nearer and resolved it self into a human figure a shuffling, clumsy, furtive figure, creeping with bent head along the wall which separ ated the barren pastures. Miss Denni son , stood, arrested. The wind moaned and whistled round the hoard ing, but she heard it not. Her eyes were fixed on the strange figure ad vancing from the mists. Presently It hesitated and stopped short. Had It seen her? Suddenly, with cat-like swiftness, the figure left the shelter of the wall, and, still with downcast head, struck out into the onen field. With curious, swift strides, it was cov ering the Intervening jground; in a few minutes it would strike the open road beside her. Miss Dennison cast one wild glance along the road in vain. Then, with a sudden shriek, she was beating a re treat towara tne station as fast as fear and the kindly wind could carry her. Somewhere behind her a hoarse voice shouted; somewhere behind her heavy footsteps hastened. With blind eyes, Miss Dennison fled on. Now the lights of the station twinkled in the distance; now the downward hill was gained which led there. Now oh, rapture! a tall, broad-shouldered and despised betrothed turned and stood amazed in the roadway, to" see Minerva fallen from her pedestal and running after him! "Save me!" said Miss Dennison, and flung herself, penitent, submissive. breathless, in his arms. "For God's sake, darling, here's someone coming past! Wait a second till he's passed us!" Miss Dennison's betrothed, though a lover, was an Englishman. - Miss Dennison opened her eyes faint ly. 'He's got your boa. See he's coming up to you." Two embarrassed young people stood still while a still more embarrassed po liceman approached them sheepishly. "I called to the young lady, but you didn't seem to hear, Miss. You dropped it .iust by hoarding. I was coming across marsh and I see the wind take it, and I caught it as it flew across the railings yonder." Miss Dennison smiled whitely; Miss Dennison's betrothed thanked the po liceman more substantially. ' The po liceman continued to the station with contentment in his tread. 'Now, darling," said Miss Dennison's betrothed. 'Oh, don't be angry!" said a sudden ly abject despot. "I'll never be horrid again. I'll always do exactly what you tell me. . Only, darling, darling, dar ling, don't leave me to go home along that dreadful, dreadful road alone!" "My poor, frightened little girl; What a brute I've been!" "You have rather," confessed Miss Dennison. s . Along , the lonely road two lovers loitered. The wind swept merrily above them and around them, all un heeded. Miss ," Dennison's face was screened from the rough blest, her head was hidden penitently against a sheltering arm. And, as they walked along. Miss Dennison's betrothed concluded a kind and decisive conversation in which Miss Dennison played an astonishingly contrite and secondary part. 'And you understand, dear, there are to be no more of these ridiculous quar rels." "No. darling. I'll do whatever you wish." . "The man must always be the head I've been foolish to give into you so weakly. It's been as much my fault as yours." "Yes, dear; it has." "But you have been very inconsider ate." 'A woman is always more in love uiau a, iuu.ix. "A man has duties which he must fulfill." "Yes, darling; and it's very wonder - fnl snd hPflntifnl of him to neglect them for a .woman's, sake a silly, cow - ardlv, selfish, unattractive girl 1" Mise Ttenfiismi's betrothed reiutea suc-n an appreciation or aerfcuaiaui.cx with warmth. M ..." -,'r-1 "Please!" said Miss Dennison. "The hotel people will see us." v. - - The brilliant facade of the hotel shone out suddenly behind the hill. Miss Dennison and her betrothed walked 0iTr .. i;7. wTiora. Kpt aiuiuuB jjtuyiu tu'-i the, piazza. Miss Dennison conducted her betrothed in triumph into the hall. Late that evening Miss Dennison and her betrothed concluded another con versation of a similar nature. "And you'll be down at half -past 7 in the morning to give xne mg break iast?" - ' . -jjj- "Yes, sweetheart" - "And you'll take me to the station?' Yes," darling." . $ '' "And always do exactly as X tell you?" ':v --T5L-h "Yes, my own." ' . V Miss Dennison hesitated. Then she ascended the' stair pensively; while her betrothed stood at the bottom and watched adoringly. At the turn of tht baluster she paused, candle in hnnrt The light shono on her sweet na saint-like profile. "But, all the same" said Miss Den. nison, "you must - admit you did not catch the train."--The Sketch. k : .4 ' V NAVAJO blankets; How They Won TheirNation&l Repute tlon. r .. . ' Though Navajo blankets as rugs. portieres, couch coverings and a dozen other things, have held their own in American homes for-a season and more, there are many interesting de tails of their manufacture which are not known to the casual customer. The impress of the Spanish cross, re calling the invasions of the Goronado expedition of 1540 is still paramount in ims industry or tne trme. tois marked the Navajo's first knowledge of the white race, and the later influence of Mexican art can be traced in the zig zagging diamond. There is always one blanket weaver in a Navajo family, generally a woman, though sometimes a man, and the blanket frame which is erected outside the "hogan," or hut, is part of its architecture. This frame is of upright posts or rude poles. Kneeling or squatting in front of it is the patient weaver from morning till night The blankets are considered a medium of barter, as current as any coin among the neighboring tribes, for the Navajo's country is the finest for flock raising,; and their wool far famed. The dyes used, too, are practi cally indelible, and their manufacture is a tribe secret. The blanket is th banner garment of the squaws with 'dressy" aspirations, and the choicest of wigwam decorations. . The care taken in the making of these blankets may be realized when one knows that two or three months are given to the manufacture of some of the more elab orate. No two of these are ever ex actly alike, and for certain-tribal cere monies especial patterns 'are intro duced. ' The choicest designs are. re served for enshrouding the dead, as the journey to the "Happy Hunting Ground" is considered much enhanced by the richness of the traveler's wrap ping, it is tne .Navajo DianKet, too. that oftenest forms the charmed square of the snake dancing Mokis, and the sun dancers of the Shoshones and Arapahoes carpet their sacred in- closures with these same weaves that American bachelors and den devotees pay such round prices for. No wonder, with its history, its wealth of associa tion, with its richness of color and originality of design, the Navajo blanket has attained a National reputa tion. . hi Keed's Smart Office Boy. .'. The late Thomas Bracket Reed was fond of telling the following story regarding the bright little office boy whom he kept in his employ in Wash ington, and for whom he prophesied a brilliant financial career: A gentleman calling on Mr. Reed one day, while waiting in the reception room, was attracted by the manner of the small attendant and started a random conversation. "And how much do you earn a' week, my boy?" he inquired. "Fifty dollars," said the youngster. with avidity. Being shown into, the Senator's pri vate office just then the visitor's sur prise found vent in words. "Mighty bright boy you have there, Mr. Reed, to be getting $50 a week," "Fifty nothing," said Mr. Reed; 'he gets $5.50." 'But he told me just now you were giving him $50 a week," persisted the gentleman. "Nonsense," said Mr. Reed, and touched the bell. "Billy," he said, "did -you tell this gentleman I was paying you $50 a week?" 'No, sir." - ' "You didn't? (Well, what did yon . . . say?" - - 'I said I earned it," was the prompt and stout re joinder- New York Mail and Express. 011 The Mysterious Ring". This story is being told in5 Paris j concerning a well-known public : man I who recently was presented Dy a aou 1 danese potentate with a Labaksi-Tapo order of merit The recipient, anxions 1 to display the decoration at the earliest I opportunity, applied at once to the Minlstrv tor permission to wear ji. i wnue reauuy w I the Ministry inquired witn a gnost or a.smile: "Do yon know what the or- l der is like?" "Certainly," repiiea xne I delighted applicant "It is a Deauuiui gold ring, and hanging from it a smaii red enamel pipe of peace. I should I tUro. rotiv it" "Of course vou mav iv.( to wear -It S& it is worn by the natives I of Africa "And how might 'th8&?the denizens of the oden centuries to say, be?" Why, with the ring througn the nose." The new knight of the Labaksi-Tapo order has not been heard J of since. Westminster Gasettft NEW SERIES-VOL. ' '- a m . - I ' r r1'1 - ' OUR SUNDAY SERMON THE GROWTH IN GOOD; THINGS The Idea of Growth Close to the Foundation of the System of Our Religion. . New York City .-Dr. Charles H. Park aurst, pastor of the Madison- Sauare Pres byterian Church, preached Sunday morn ing on '"Growins in the Things of the Kingdom of God." The text was from II. eter'iii: 18: "Grow in grace and in the knowledge of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. - Tq grow- growing in the things of the Kingdom of God; that is our matter this mormng. It is a great Bible word, "grow" is; particularly a great gospel word. The word incarnates the idea of life,; and of "fe that is swelling, crowding apart the shell and crushing up in the direction of becoming a tree; knocking down walls and breaking forth into territory outlying. "I am come that t.hpxr -mioTif Viavo aa -,i that they might have it more abundantly." mu" mure oi it, me uouDimg and quadrupling upon itself. .That is one of the ideas that lie close at the foundation of God's system of produc tion and administration life, and more and more of it. Everything is for the sake of the things that grow. What cannot gro i1? for the sake of tnat which can scaffolding along which the living walls can be bunt, trellis up which the growing nnes can clamber. The first two davs of God's great week were only a sort of creative pre lude getting things ready, the seas collect ed the land dried off, in readiness for the nsh that live, the grass and the trees that grow and man; scaffolding and trellises prior to the temple and the vines. It was a strange moment in our long his tory when the first live thing began to be, something that was no roek, no mineral. And the old torturing problem is, where it came from out of the ground? Out of God's hand that had been holding it till the right mament came? Out of the air ?nd drifted down from some other globe that had commenced harvesting before our furrows were plowed? Which? v was a Preme moment one of the moments when it almost seems that trod must have stopped aninstant to ru minate, as the Genesis record intimates He did when at last there began to be a man. something that God could enjoy and see His own great divine face borne back to Him in a small human reflection. Even before that supreme hour struck things had gone on reshaping themselves and reshap ing themselves; but reshaping is not grow ing. The glacier in every step of its frozen journey reshapes itself, but the glacier does not grow. The great hills, the earth itself, take all kinds of shapes from century to century, from aeon to aeon, but they do not grow; but the corn grows, and man grows at least sometimes; some men. The body grows, at any rate; that is the rule. It not simply existsf-a mineral does that, a block of stone does thatbut it lives, and, from infancv iro.-with a life that is' more and more a life blade, ear, full corn; which is the phvsical side of that verse m John, "that they mighT'hjaver life and have it more abundantly." And not only is there the kind of growth that makes the individual more and more richly a live thing, on the way from infancy to mature manhood, and more completely and btauteously human on his animal side, put the race as a whole appears to have been progressing in that resnect till we may suppose that man, as the last forty or more centuries show him is about as annA a thing physically as he can be; the sort of human animal that God had in His eye when first He went about to produce man. We have reached the limit in point of stat ure and presumably in point of refinement of organization. Arrived at this stage, any new growth that the race might make would have to be ft. Striking out into some freah rhannel. The body being a finished body, the rising current of life in man in the growing man will, perforce, seek some new issue for itself. No longer needed to make for him a more highly organized body, the wax ing tide overflows into the shaping of a more finelv organized mind. The life is there, the growing life is there, and so when one thing is finished another thing has to ba taken up, and when, -in the ourse of long year of development, man had become perfect as an animal he started in upon the course of making himself per fect as an intelligence. That is what he is doing now, and it is inexpressibly wonderful what he has al ready achieved in this direction. The race cannot contemplate itself in respect of the advance made within historic times unon lines of thought and research without "be holding itself with feelings of admiration verging close upon reverence. , It is not easy to understand how one can take ac count of the steadily advancing line of oro- gress made by man into the domain of truth, the truth of the physical world at any rate, without becoming aware of a cer tain impulse, a certain infilling of life from somewhere that inundates wider and wider patches of newly reached area, as the ris- : eah reJ,urrin2 farther np on the sloping beach. How many thousand years it has been since man commenced to think, theorize and discover nobody knows,- and the Bible does not tell us, but up . to date the record is a tremendous one. and there is no limit in sight. Ail of this is telling US what a wonderful thing it was that Goa did when He started the race on its career of growth and conquest. Whether you think of the way in which the human eye has penetrated into the stellar: spaces and read out in terms of every day English the I VA.VMH.MVU V..V.V V Vl V. .' God wrought into the glittering fabric of the heavens, or whether vou think of what at shorter range has been effected by the study of our own globe and of the laws that pervade it, of the forces that actuate it and of the ways in which its mysteries have been solved and converted into com monplace utilities, the story one and the same all the way through." All these discoveries of course celebrate the splendid omnipotent wisdom of . a God. that could make such a world, but they celebrate the magnificence of the human creature tnat could, in point of intelligence, grow far enough toward lioa to be aoie to mace tne 1 - r . L J.1 . discoveries. itrre& out. cue purpuiscs ui things, think out in common words the - . - - century after century, miuennium after millennium, for ever widening the area oi Knowledge and creatine for human thought an empire steadilv advancing upward, outward and downward upon lines iaiu aown oy.xne m- finite mind. it is certainly easy to say, and it is very common to say, that the realities of the eonndentlv rotten at. oust as c-eriaimv waa an easy aa(i very natural thing for or at any rate to think, that 'the great IVnta that shone in the heavens could not be gotten at, or that a man could not hold instant anil intelligible intercourse with jajJifitant ..neighbor 3000 miles across the XXII. NO. 10. eabut uch intercourse is now matter t history, and as to the heavenly bodies thafc were once but an impossible and winter-' pretable vision, the human mind up to certain point contemplates them to-day wita as assurea and as steady a thought toi that, with which it marks the flight of. a bird or th flutter of a leaf. ' Inithe realm of the sniritnal: on th c- 'trary. not a eroat deaf h.i hetr. ar-ftivtA yet that the spirit of man can encourage itself with or that it can found great ex pectations upon and profound anticipa- uons. iso xar as such matters are cottr cerned we are not much farther along an the realities of the world spiritual thaa , tlie wi rid was along geographically in the days' when Columbus was wondering ; if there; were not more beyond the shores o Spain than the fifteenth century yet knew of, or much farther than the world wa along astronomically when David shep herded his flocks and musingly watcHjed the stxrs hovering above the Judean hills." - And we should be stimulated in the di revtion oi coming into closer quarters with the sublime facts of the sniHtnal xenAA God, soul and all the eternals, if we would keep closer company with those impulses of ours, those spiritual appetites, that in stinctively lean and extend themselves in the direction of that susnected hnfc nn known world. There is not an impulse yet .14 l-.l ' ii t ,1 1 ucictieu m our nature, wnetner pnysicai or mental, that has not been found in . course of time to be co-related with some- v thing outside that precisely matches it. Thirst means that there is water, and the. water is there waiting. The eye means that there is light, and the light is there waiting. The buddinc interrosation in the childs mind means that there is truth, and the truth s therp waitinc. So far a vet:- have yet gone the inward impulse ha', shown itself to be an infallible DroDheev of an outward reality that perfectly fits it. , And-those great longings of the soul that swell within as in our best and freest mo ments, so great sometimes as to be beyond our power to articulate, these, too, it .is ' foolish anrl stnniH in ria tn trpjif n 1ps trustworthy and lntallibie than are the quieter appetences of the intelligence or tlie coarser instincts of the body. There is no safe creed that does not start in with a confession of faith in one's own superb self srmerb in t.hf spnse of binor cif t.if! - - V W W.WW WW - " - with , powers that put him in direct rela tion with the rocks under him, the air about him, the great God overhead, and the eternal realm of Spirit, human and di vine. . And that gives a man something t go upon. It at once makes the farthest star in the heavens a proper object of in quiry, and lays out before him a highway into the heart and centre of the kingdom spiritual. But. the highway into the heart and cen tre of the kingdom soiritual is not a road- that is being numerously traveled. We are about as far along on that road as Colum bus was on the vay to the Western Conti nent when he wa3 still heaving anchor in the harbor of Palos. But the road is as feasible and passable as the waterway of the Atlantic. And the world is going to get .there. The religious impulse, the pas- God is knowable and He is going to be known. .Spiritual things are discernible and they are going to be discerned. There is such a thing as the life eternal and there is such a thing as having a realization ox that-iife,; having-it here, too, as a matter of clear and definite experience. We are not saying anything just now as to the na ture of the highway that leads into the midst of the spiritually discerned realities, that jcompose ; that kingdom, nothing just; now about the steos a man takes in tread ing, that highway. The only impression; I am studying to leave this morning is that there is a continent oi reality as distmcn ' from the continent of every day interest as the Western Hemisphere of our globe, is distinct from the Eastern; that we are endowed with faculties which to the de- . gree in which they are develooed and ex ercised make the matters of that remoter continent .as certainly distinguishable and as confidently appreciable to the earnest Spanish explorers; that spiritual discern ment has just as solid a meaning in its re lationito things spiritual as ocular discern ment has in its relation to tinners material. -and that it is capable of yielding results that are just as convincing and satisfying, and lie as solidly planted in the assurance of the man that has become spiritually cog-: nizant of them; that the soul is endowed with the faculty of a vision that is as true as the vision of the body, independent of bodily" vision and a thousand times more richly and wonderfully gifted. :.( Men? are interested "in houses, lands, clothes, money, markets, commerce, science and art, but there is not much interest m religion. There is interest in the matter of being saved, whatever that may mean,' but' desire to be saved is no more religion than .the desire to be gotten out of the water .when you have fallen overboard i navigation. This does not mean that there are not a good many who have an inkling of the meaning ot the spiritual kingdom, some thing -as men at sea gain a suspicion of distant land by observing the impalpable blanket of mist that hovers about it. It i not much in itself, and yet it is a great deal, because of the much that it is capa- Die oi,. widening out mio. xx, is a Kinu oi spiritual coast line which, seen from afar, appears to be but a filmy thread, but which is for all that the solid edge of a solid continent. j.or aoes mac wniun wc nave oeeu isny ing mean that there are not those who T J iL.l 1 " .1- 1 T have already traveled a good stretch or distance into the midst of things, the spir itual verities, that make out the spiritual world. - In all departments of life and in all directions of growth there have always been men who have outrun their fellows, pioneers in the enterprise of - discovery, giants in research who have stood high and looked; over the shoulders of their contem poraries, . who have lived m the same world as thev. but at the same time lived in a larger world than they. In the world ot rehgious thought and experience we call such men prophets. A prophet, prop erly speaking, is not so much a man who is able to see what is going to be as he -i one who sees more widely than others the things which arenow. There is such ,a thing, even in matters of science, as coming. so into, accord with the spirit ot scientmc. truth 'is to be able' to see with a firm and fast "vision where eyes less tympatheqc have failed. Exactly the narallel of that has been true over and over again in that ether world of truth mysteriously hidden that is our special concern this morning. And, as I say, we call such ones prophets. And there are prophets now as in the oki days men and women whose fmiritttijl steps are more than abreast with their own day. .Thry know what they see, they realize what they leeJ, and it is .as leeme and" infantile for those whose eyes have in that has been made to these prophets and prooheteeses of a longer and purer sight, as for you and me to slur over with ironi cal contemnt the revelations brought back to U3 by those who have, climbed tanner than wc into the heights. of the material heavens. ' "XTonl- lio Vmrprnr nf Ahvssinia. i r.n out-and-out temperance reformer. ?iot only has he prohibited the importation of intoxicants into frtluoma. cm. ioeu- iuanu , facture and sale are forbidden. . . w. .; .