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THE BUR I TNGTON TREK PRESS: THURSDAY, JULY 18. 1907.
11 nltles. "Yes, yes, I know. Personally, I be lieve you or yon would be In custody nt this moment. Tnko It to Messrs. Isaacsteln & Co., Hntton Garden. Say I sent yon-Mr. Wllon Is my name nnd make your best terms with Mr. Isaacsteln. He will treat you quite fairly. Hut, again, be sure and tell the truth, ns he will Investigate your story fully before ho Is satisfied as to Its accuracy." Philip, walking; through dreamland, quitted the shop. He mingled with tho Jostling crowd and drifted Into Far rlngton road. "A diamond worth hundreds of Hounds'" ho repeated mechanically. "Then what Is the whole meteor worth, nud what am I worth?" (TO BK CONTINUED.) NAVIGATING THE AIR. i? Why Man Personally Con Never Be como a Flying Machine. "Flight as a personal matter can hover be attempted by man, for the plain reason that he Is not provided Willi a flying uody, writes ur. Andrew Wilson. "A near neighbor quadruped of his, the bat, has evolved Myitis? pow ers, but it has developed a frame which, dko thnt of the bird, Is tnado for flight as Its truo menus of locomo tion. Its bones are filled with air, and Dthorwlsp It has points which render Its aerial trips, not so extensive as those of tlu bird, easily performed. In Ihe bird It Is simply the whole arm or fore limb which Is modified In the wing and It Is the nctual movement nf this feathered arm which propels Us possessor through the air. Put the bat's Ulght is of a different kind. It calls to Its aid a skin fold which (stretches between tlu; four enormously riongatod tinners, runs between foro limbs and hind limbs and between hind limbs and tall. In the bat, therefore, we have something of the boat's sail lorder of thirds added to the wins as Opposed to the movements of the wing pure and simple In tho bird. "A flying fish does not fly. It leaps from the tea. spreading Its bit,' breast lins wl.le, and Is carried so far by the Initial velocity It acquired In Its pre llmlnary rush through the water. Nor flo Hying squirrels or living lizards fly. Il'hey possess folds of skin fringing Ihelr bodies, which merely act ns pnrn rhnles, sustaining them in their aerial leap:-, from bough to bough. Engineers liave cnknl.itod thnt a relatively enor mous nmount of energy would be re-ijU'i-i'd t" be exerted, by n man to raise him from the gr.mnd' into the air under Ihe casting circumstances of his life, rills energy It Is Impossible to gener n'o ul'htn his frame, and so the per- tumi fight problem must be put out of ourt n'ioTcther. "It r,iy be a very different matter whm motor power, light and of miffi rlent extent, can be provided to assist jjnn In his aerial excursions. The Idea thnt some personal apparatus, so to f-peak, n Ight enable man to convert liimteif into a flier hns its own attrac tion, and possibly the Idea may take pracl"nl shape. But the more hopeful point I m of human fight Is the dlrigl tie flying machine, man being merely the passenger in It and not its propel ling genius." Chicago News. mage ermon fly Rev. Frank Dc Witt Talmatfc, D. D. i- A I,os Angeles, Cal July II. In this bcrmon, melodious with the songs and fragrant with tho odors of the summer woods, wo are taught the lesson of God's love and providence for nil his creatures. Tho text Is Luke xll, (I, "Not ono of them la forgotten before God." What are (lod's providences? "Well." you auswer, "to use plain, simple, prac tical, Intelligible English, they mean God's watchful and protecting caro over his creatures. For Instance, I have a little baby born Into the world. 1 do not go and leavo my little one as n foundling upon some doorstep, with the cold snow for a pillow and with the whistling January winds for a lullaby. Put I, as a loving parent, take care that, she has a soft crib In which to sleep. As she grows older I care for her and provide for her until at last she Is able to take care of her self. Now. If I do all this for my child 1 do n father's duty and prove myself a provident parent. When wu speak of God's providences we speak about (he divine Tether's care for his human off spring and for the preservation of his animal, vegetable and mineral world." How comforting Is the thought of I the divine care! Kvon Thomns Curly le, the g'.oomy, despondent philosopher, I felt It. In a letter to n friend ho wrote: ! " 'Thy will be done.' What else on:i i we say? The other night In my sleep less tosslngs about, which were grow ing more and more miserable, these words of that brief, grand prayer eainc strangely Into tuy mind as If written with an altogether now emphasis, as If written and shining for mo In mild, pure splendor on the black bosom of the night there. Then I, as it were, read them word by word with a sud den softness of composure which was unexpected. Not perhaps for thirty or forty years had 1 once formally re peated thnt prayer nny. I never felt before how Intensely the voice of man's soul It is." What did Carlyle mean by those sentences? lie meant that man as a helpless child was reaching up to God. because God. as a loving Father, was always reaching down toward his children. Put, though I should always realize that God is n loving Father caring for me, his child, yet sometimes 1 am willful enough to blind my eyes to this divine fact. Therefore Christ comes to me and says, "Child, I would have you learn tho divine Father's love from a study In natural history." Then he takes me down Into the busy mar kets of Jerusalem where food Is being -old. Tie goes up to the counter of ono of the stalls nnd says to the salesman, "How much Is one of these little spar rows worth?" "Oil," answers the clerk, "these sparrows aro worth practically nothing! They are only a few of the millions of .small birds we see flying nbout (he Hillsides and in the meadows and the. woods. Wo sell these birds to tho poor, who cannot af ford to buy mutton or lamb. Why, I will give you five of these littlo spar rows for '2 farthings." Now, a farthing In Christ's time represented (ho smallest of copper coins. Its value was far less than that of our modern votir window toward tho west. Would of domestic love. Han God not Messed you see the models of an Edwin Land-1 your life, O Christian, with holy, oter- seer or n Bosa Ponheur? Then look at, nnllovo? the living horses and dogs by your side. U Is amazing to mo how n man will go Into ecstasies over the works of ii Moran or a Plerstndt and will not look twice nt the surging sea and tho glories of the mountains. Eyes on the Dirt. Oh, this Is a beautiful world In which the good Lord lets his sparrows nnd his human children dwell! I once read of a young man who was walking along a dusty road In England. There by chance his eye caught sight of n golden sovereign, which In our niouey Is equal to nbout $fi. Ever after that, the story said, this young man went through life watching the dirty, filthy roads In order to find some more gold. At last he became a miser, because he always kept his eyes and nose turned toward. the dirt for money. Some of us In life are like the young man of the story book we keep our eyes turn ed toward the dirt. In order to mako money and find money In unexpected Always Active Put there Is another fact which Im presses mo nbout the lives of the spar rows or of the other birds of tho woods, nnd thnt Is their ceaseless activity. They never seem to bo still. It you are walking nlong tho country road you see them always on the wing. If you try to read a book uuder an over hanging bough nnd you nre covered up by a curtain of leaves so that they cannot see you they still keep on the move. You see them flying hither nnd thither. Now they are seeking food; now they nre speeding away as If they wore going to visit some friends. They nre flying-yes, nearly always Hying. During the Intense heat of the day some of them luny rest for u littlo while In the cool shade of a leafy bow er. But for the most part they are on tho wing nnd moving this way nnd that. While you watch this ceaseless ac tivity of the bird you may sny to mo, If God Is good and God Is kind, why places we become so sordid that wo dees he not make life easier for the Eva Booth's Policeman. "You are under arrest! You are dis turbing the pence!" snarled a police man, breaking off her first public pnycr in the streets of London. Sho wa s'Ul in her early teens, a slight Blip of a g r' with no means of re.-lt-nn , m I us the bul':- iug oilicer tight ened his jfi'lp on her arm she was drag ped shr'ukliuly with him. Put th" action aroused the sympa thies of th" rouch crowd as a lighted match fires a keg of gunpowder. In nn Instant the policeman nnd his pris- :i .... : r , ; ,;;: pv." n. my wends, ut yo Villi. . I iwiin. in.. ...... ... I i foeiten to the pavement under a shower of lifts. It was the girl prisoner who, forget .tlii'c his rough grip and tho cell "io (which lie would have dragged her, ap- ennnot see the beauty of the stars and hills and valleys In which tho birds live nor the temporal blessings of life with which God has surrounded us. If God Is giving to the sparrows of tho air, not worth n penny apiece, n beau tiful world to live in, Is he not giving to us as many temporal blessings, O yo of little faith? Put ns I was sitting In Ihe woods some time ago, with my books by my side, thinking about the small birds of the Bible, I heard a great chattering nnd a scolding by my side. I looked down, nnd there was a little bird hopping nbout my enmp tnble. She seemed to be saying to me: "What nre you doing here? This is my property. You are intruding on my maternal do mnln. I must look after my children, and you are worrying me almost to death. I cannot stand tills strain nny longer." Then this little bird flew off a short distance and began to chatter to her mnte. This husband was a solemn, dignified bird. He seemed to he much older than she. Then I thought I heard the male bird cry: "My denr. do not worry. That man will not hurt you nor your children. He Is not a hunter. Pee, ho has a pen In his hand. That Is no gun. Go ahead and feed the babies. He will not trouble them." Thus he coaxed aqd pleaded nud nt Inst quieted her. It took a long time to persuade the fretting wife not to worry. I thought by the way she turned her eyes upon me she seemed to say: "Hus band, I think yon aro wrong. Thnt Is the same man I saw i mining about these woods the other day with n shot gun over his shoulder. Put I will fni low your advice and go and look after the children." Then I saw this mother bird tly into a small green tree by my side, and at once I saw the nest. Then four mouths shot up over the nest. Those little fledgelings seemed to be all mouths, and they seemed to say, "There Is mother, and dinner has como nt Inst." "Ah," 1 said to myself as I watched the anxieties of that mother bird, "God not only gives to the littlo birds n beautiful world to live In, but ho also makes that beautiful world glow with the tender ties of domestic love." Has not God blessed your life with the love of mother and father and husband and wife and cllld as he has blessed tho love life of a little bird? The Old Cherry Tree. There may be more beautiful trees than the old cherry tree which grew just to the left of our window in the old fashioned house where we were born. Many years ago the worms sparrows'" Then I would say: "It Is a good God who keeps the little birds on the move. It would bo a cruel God who would allow the sparrow to sit still and do nothing." Supposing I should go out today nnd catch a little sparrow and shut him In a golden cage as some women do with their sweet throated canaries. Then, supposing I should fill the seed cup of that cage with the most enticing bird food and put the clearest, purest water Into the the great brond beam of the cross Is such n sufe place upon which to rest? Nest. High Up. Put, though I am struck with ntnnj wonderful characteristics of the littlo birds of the woods, after all, their nb sences nt certain seasons of tho year Impress me Jut as much ns the bless ings with which they are surrounded In the spring nud the summer and tho autumn. November slips Into Decem ber. The beautiful tapestries of the woods have faded away and been de stroyed. Now, Instead of the loaves of the trees rustling with gladness, each tree trunk covered with white snow looks like a column of spotless marble. Whore are the birds? Where are tho littlo birds that used to make the wel kin rlug with their never ending choruses? "Oh." you answer, "they huvo gone!" They have migrated. No sooner did the blizzards nf the arctic begin to howl than God seemed to mil: "Come, little birds come! I wnnt you to come with me to the land of flowers. It Is too colli for your Utile wings and your tender throats. Come with mo to the sunny south." And nwny they fly. Yes, they tly out of arctic colds. They fly away from the white shrouds of frost. They fly to where tho sun Is never clouded; where the springs nnd brooks are never turned Into ice. They fly to where they will not shiver and whero they will not die. Thus God has called to some of our little birds called children and some of our big birds call ed men and women. Ho called nnd said: "Come, father; come, mollipr; come, wife; come, husband; come, child. Come Into the land of flowers. BOGUS BARONETS. British Title Tangle That the Law Can not Reach, The departmental conimltteo of the Rrltlsh hou?e of lords while attempt ing to find the wnys and nicans of ob viating the wrongful assumption of the title of baronet has come upon two In teresting discoveries- thnt over 0 por cent of the present baronet whose ti tles nppear In "Burke's Peerage" are bogus and that there Is no existing law which may call the usurpers to ac count, In fact, nnvbodv may nut "Sir" be fore his ua'nie and "Part," after It. i overboard, and ns a burial at sea rath- THE POOR CAT. One Occasion When tho Animal Did Not Come Daok, When the cat died the whole family went Into mourning, figuratively If not literally. No common buck door cat this, but one thnt must be burled with nil honor. The question was how and where. Homo one pvoposed cremation, but this was rejected on the ground that It sounded too much like lynching. It was finally proposed that the father, who had to cross a ferry every day to his place of business, should drop It cup. Then, supposing I should say to j Comp ,nt t)m ,mi(j of plrrm,i sunshine. this caced bird: "Now, sparrow, I am going to make your life a life of Joy, for It shall be n life of ease. I will give you all the sunlight you wnnt, all the food you want nnd all the drink you wnnt. I shall clean out tiie cage at least twice a day, so no dirt shall be Come Into the land where you will nev er be troubled aud never fear again." Oh. the land of the eternal sunshine, called heaven, how inuny of our dear ones nre being blessed In thee! Oh, land of flowers, so far away nnd yet mi near! How much thou bust rejoiced about you. All thnt you need to do Is i ,h(, deemed of heaven with the In to sit upon a perm, just as you sit ....... n(1 m,VPI. (.dlng Joys of Christ! upon a tree branch, and twitter and talk and talk and twitter." What would be the result? Why, soon, Very soon, the plumage of that sparrow would bo rntiled. Then his bend would droop, and he would sicken and die, Write n letter to Dod'S, Burke or Debrett, claim Insertion, and no ono may say you "nny." Indeed, the edi tors by rejecting such a claim would run the tlsk of haltig a libel suit on their hands, n suit which would be un commonly difficult to defend. Another Interesting revelation Is that there Is nothing to prevent n womnn from as suming the title. During the seventeenth, eighteenth and nineteenth centuries u baronetcy was not unlike the cross of the L"glon or Honor few escaped It. Baronets have been found In workhouses mid In prisons, In every court of English jurisprudence, from that of bankruptcy to that of the chancery, and, whllo hundreds of genuine baronets have dropped their titles through poverty, disgrace or contempt, others have tak en their titles, and there Is no law to prevent them. Pcally the law may be said to defend them in their claim. Those bogus baronets do not have to prove that they cam rightfully by the title. It is for those who question their right to prove that they are not entitled to the distinction. The departmental committee there fore finds Itself Investigating a most delicate subject. It has hern suggest ed that the ancient court of chivalry be revived, which should sit upon all doubtful cases, tint the commons could never be Induced to pass a bill author izing such a revival. The conunlttue has therofore simply passed a resolu tion that the home office, with the rec- And will we never see our denr ones again as the silver trumpet of the spring brings hack to us the little birds of the wood? Perhnps, brother. Perhaps, sister. They cannot come to j oramendatlnn of the king, "should Is vou. Put you may go to them, as Da- i,ia (.nniinniirl that no nerson who Ah. the sparrow does not find health vl(1 ;..U(1 hc, si,onid one day go to meet ls not oll tb(, oflldal roll of baronets nnd strength and happiness In doing ( hlf. Mnwt son. Christ bore nnd now jm,,,,, i,p rPCPVed at court as a baronet nothing! God blesses his creatures by , .t.)ads rp.,(lv t0 .,ul(1( ,ls to thilt iand : or m(.ntlonPd i,v thnt title Ui giving them opportunity for ceaseless , of Ptern.,i fmnshlne. The winter frosts ,.., or mntarv commission, let- are settling down ror iniiuj m s. tPr: pat(.nl or other official document Christ is even now saying: -i nun, win activity. He never blesses a lite by never ending ease. The Trout's Fin. Why does the trout's tin look like a flake of silver as ho leaps out of the eddy? Pecause every morning nnd evening he finds his health nnd strength nnd joy through working nnd laboring In the currents of the brook o get his dally food. Why do the low r branches of n tree glow stronger and heavier? Because ench lower branch has to renrh out fnrther nnd farther in order to push its leaves Into j the sunlight. Why does the busy mnn find life an endless Joy? P.eeause as he works and keeps on working ho not you co with me? Will you go to tho iand of flowers? Will you pluck the roe of Sharon nnd the lily of the val ley where the Deceml.tr frosts shall never palsy :i leaf or bring n blush of sin to the cheek? Will you go, child? As I have cared for the sparrow, so I will care for you." Will you go, r.inner, to your dear ones and to tho land of that eternal Joy? ICopyrlsht, 3M7, by I.ouls Klopsch. Beeeher'a Defense to be Published. The death rof Theodore Tilton is the only wins a ihellhood for his dear j death of the last of the principals con ones, but bv thnt work he gets a clear-! corned in tlv Beecher trial of 1ST.". The penny. Then Christ looks pityingly on played havoc with some of Its branches me, troubled with doubt, and says; "Are not five sparrows sold for 2 farthings, or for 1 cent, and not one of them Is forgotten before God? Fear not: yo are of more value than many pealed to the throng in his defense. When the crowd ilnnlly retreated the forget, ns I have sometimes forgotten, that God Is a loving Father caring for you, Ids children, I thought that today ' 1 would tell you the story of how God Is providing for and protecting the llt I tie wild birds of the woods. We have often seen these little blrd-i Hying about , our country homes, but perhaps you M ...... in..inli,ir n-IMt 1Vi "',"" , h have never stopped to consider the liroken legs and a mass of bruises from , , , .... , against It too long and too hard, as our gray haired grandfather bad rounded shoulders from bearing the burdens of his tlneescore years and ten. The ciler ies on that tree were not ns luscious as they might hnjjf! been. Father often said tiie tree had outlived Its useful ness, but he hated to cut it down. But, thouch that tree was not as tall and straight as it might have been, It was the den rest tree on all the farm to the two red breasted robins who came ticad to foot. For weeks the little girl In the big army bonnet paid faithful visits to tho lielpless man In the hospital, and when lie was released a warmer friend of Ia Booth and her cause could not be found in nil Fngland. To this day she re ceives letters In a rough, sprawling liand, signed simply, "Your policeman." -World Today. Photographers Do Not Need Sun. The development of tho electric light Las been the means of placing the pho to;.raphlc people In a position of Inde pendence ns far as the sun Is con cerned. There are seeral electric printing miKhlnes In use at the pres ent time for the making of prints, but they are ponderous pieces of media li'sm nud therefore expensive. The jievost thing of this kind Is simple enough, it Is a light wooden frame work mounted on a substantial tripod, on which It revolves. Theru are ac commodations for holding ten R by 10 inch printing frames, which is the size In most general demand, and the faces of these nre directed toward an elec tric light of special construction which hangs from tho celling In the mldi-t of this nest of frames. This apparatus makes tKo prints as fast as ono person can load nnd unload the holders. The simplicity of the devlco makes It quite Inexpensive. It is largely used for blue print work, nlthough It Is available for other kinds of photographic printing. Exchnngc. A Practical Reason. Investigating Teacher Do any of you boys know why "X" stand for nn unknown quantity? Wise Little Aleck I know, 'cause my pa says when you lend an "X" you never know when you'ro going to get It back. Baltimore American. Genius Is not essential to good preaching, but a llvo man Is, Phelps. Tho Trlale of Life. Tlsltlng Prison Chaplain Ah, my friend, this world Is full of trials. In carcerated Guest Don't I know it, mis ter? Ain't I 'art my share of 'em? Put It nln't the trials I minds so much. It's the verdicts. Philadelphia Inquirer, wonderful blessings that surround their lives. A Beautiful World. Ill the first place, I want you to cast your eyes about and see the beautiful world In which the little wild birds live. These feathered denizens of tho woods seem small and Insignificant. They are so small flint a truo sports man would not delsn to wasto a car tridge upon ono of them. Put God does not treat them as some of us do our menials. He does not send his little birds Into n dark room, as some of us make our servants slcp In musty gar rets or In unattractive outhouses. Put God gives to his little birds the best he has. He gives them the pure air of the mountains to fly In. He gives them the bright, sparkling waters of the brooks, glinted with sunshine and bub bllng over the pebbled sands, to bathe In. lie gives them the most beautiful nf choir lofts, bidden among tho leaves, to sing In. He gives them the wild roses nnd brllllnut tints of the spring nnd summer flowers for their gardens, He gives them tho brllllnut foliage of tho forest for picture galleries. Ho surrounds them with the beauties of nature everywhere. No grandeur of tiie rocks is too grand for the birds. No symphonies of the winds nre too sweet for their musical ears to hear, No exuberance of colors is too gor geous for their tapestries. Everywhere God seems to say to the birds, "Though you are Insignificant, yet your flutter Ing hearts were set In motion by my hand, nnd tho best that I have Is yours Now, If the birds by their song thank God for the beautiful world In which they live, why should nut we, God's children, thank him for the many tem tioral blessings with which he has sur rounded w? Why should wo not thank God fot our clothes nnd our homes. for our food and firesides nnd books and education? Why should we not thank him for tho beautiful scenes of nature? When wo go Into the homo of a wealthy man and see his picture gal lery we marvel nt tho masterplecns which the artists have painted forulm Put the grentest of nil artists hnvc been but copyists. Do you want to sen n more glorious sunset thnn n Pubens or n Turner has ever placed on can vas? Then this, evening throw open er brain and purer blood and happier life. Oh, my friends, do not begrudge the sparrows their work! Do not sny to me that it is a cruel God who would hide food for Ids little birds In the earth. Cri'el Indeed would be that God who would make life easy for his chil dren and for his feathered friends. As I see the little sparrows flying hither nnd thither I see that their wings were not givrn to them alone for seeking food. The God who bids the sparrows work that, they may have happiness nnd health Is the came God who says: "Sparrows, I will pro tect you from your enemies. I will give you a lr.'-ans for fleeing away The old truuk had n hump on it. ns . fmnl ,i.imrm. Thomin the hunter's L'lm though the winter winus imu pusneci principals were Pcechor and Mr. Peechcr, Tilton and Mrs. Tilton and Mr. Frank Moulton. It lias always been understood In Plymouth church and among Mr. Peecher's Intimate friends thnt not all the facts were stated In court which might be stated In his defense, and the reason given was that there was a r-Matlon of Mrs. Beecher to the case which lie was un willing should, be stated until after the death of nil the principals. That situa tion has atien. Lyman Abbott's biog raphy of lilni therefore did not contain 'all tiie fnets. After the trial was over It was said that Mr. Beecher wrote out a full statement of his defense, depos- Pnt suppose such a resolution should be adopted nud suits be brought In consequence by the bogus baronets now In existence to compel the crown to recognize their titles. The Heralds' college, to which tiie crown would have to turn for Its defense, would be slut ted for the next century. The baronet Is not nn ancient tltl". It wns introduced by James I., that shrewd Scotch imnarch who succeeded Elizabeth in lf.03. Ho was unpopular nt first. He was also poor. He crs ated 20,"i baronets, each one paying 1, 000 for the privilege. He tried to limit baronet making wKhln the confines of a personal monopoly and to prevent nny further creations nfter his death. In this lie was unsuccessful. His son, Charles I., made 2."." baronets; his grandson, Charles 11., W, nnd so on until we come to the star record made I by George HI., who wns responslblo 1 for 409-New York Tribune. n appealed to the sentimental attitude of the family this Idea was received favorably. Tho following morning the remains of the eat were made Into a package nnd securely tied. It was a lovely day, and the ferryboat was crowded with passengers, and what had seemed so simple nt home assumed unexpected dlfllculttes In the fnce of a curious crowd, ready to Imagine anything and to put the worst construction on an np inrently mysterious action, Finally It occurred to the father that the best time would be tho evonlne, and he could slip the cat overboard without attracting notice In the dusk Through the day It occupied a cornet of his ofllce, aud he wns glad when till time came for the return trip. He waited until the boat was well out In the stream and then, glancing around furtively, laid his hand on the package. Suddenly It struck him what would seem strange In brond daylight would seem doubly so at night. With a sni(hered groan he replaced It on the seat beside htm. There was no help for It ho would Iirvr to carry It home again. As he took hts seat In the train that as to convey hrm the rest of the way be placed the cat on the shelf abovn his head and for the first time that day forgot all about It. Hurrying to get off the car when he reached his destination, he was halted by some ono behind htm, who thrust Into bis hand tho HI fnted package. When ho reached his house ho threw It down on a chair in tho hall and went In to supper. In tho middle of It the maid camo In and asked how she should cook the meat he had brought with him?" Meat!" ho exclaimed. "That Isn't meat ! It's" But at this moment the mnld pro duced tho package nnd showed him a choice piece of meat. History does not say what the man said who got tho cat. New York Sun. An Elophant Ferry. One of this strangest ferries In the world Is to be found in India. A HIn doo chanced to save the life of n prince and as a reward received one of the largest elephants In the royal stables. But this honor caused the recipient much anslety, ns tho animal's appetite was too great for his owner to satisfy The Hindoos' house stood near a turn ttoil tt In n srfe under the care of some : m vmi nii.i the sernent's eve ! ,,f hi frien.u with n reonest to nubllsh' in tl'o river, where many persons to fascinate vou and the wildcat to kill 1 It after all the nrlnciuals had passed 1 crossed, nnd as the stream was at von, vet with wings vou shall find awav. There Is a story therefore yet j times a rag.ng flood, boats and men safetv for yourself and also safety for I to be told-a story which. It has been "ore often carried out of their course vourPItle ones." Did you ever stop to ! said, would clear his reputation In the On one occasion when tho Repliant think that God never created a living i minds of that small minority thnt re creature unless he made It possible for I fused to believe lilni Innocent. Theo that creature to have some means to j dure Tilton was an exile for the re defend himself agai'ist his foes In com-1 mninder of his life. That fHct nlone has some significance. We state these facts on what sueins the very best au thority. Leslie's Weekly. bat or else some means by which ho might seek safety In flight' Sorao time ago It was my privilege to snend a few weeks camping In the there year nfter year to build tliflr ) monntaifjs. At thnt time there wns a nest. Though the storm would ne beating agnlnsl the house at the time, yet no sooner would we see these har bingers of spring than we would cry: MOSLEM ETIQUETTE. government restriction against taking a shotgun Into those hills. The forest Always Be In Good Humor and Talk rangers said, "ou must not kill tlie birds." It was not at that time the i... n.t.... i. i.n l, t.M.l.l,,!-.' Ur II.IIUIU IU mi- lii, lb n.mi.v.i.j occurred to tlie owner to use the anl mal as a ferryboat. A hnrness was made for the elephant, with a Ion rope as a trace, which was fastened to a heavy boat. The latter, loaded with passengers, was successfully towed over the river, and since thnt time tho animal has been a source of profit to his owner. Spring is coming! Here are the rob-, FonSon for hunting the deer. Tlie only ins!" Then the two old birds would fly down, expecting the crumbs that were always awaiting them, una as they would fly up to the tree they would seem to say: "This is the best tree in all the world for us, because It hns about Its leaves the associations of love. Here we have raised our young, and here we will come until wo die things a man was allowed to shoot were the ground squirrels, anil then be must shoot with a ritle. In one sense they offered a rich prize for tlie camp er, for squirrels can be cooked into the most palatable and toothsome of dish es. "But," I said to one of the moun taineers, "why do they say we can Floasant Things. Hero are some Interesting Mussul man Injunctions of conviviality, says the London Lancet. The honor of be ing served ITrst belongs to the Invited gijat who Is In the possession of any high title or who has in any way or sphero distinguished himself. If the host himself Is tho oldest In the com pany or has any high decoration of merit, ho must first begin tho menl shoot ground smilrrels? There are no 1 wltl)ont (Ullv n order llot to let tho erouud squirrels here to shoot. "No ,,,:. ,.. cln.c i..lri . There may be handsomer homes In j ground squirrels?" be exclaimed. "Why. 1 bl.nK'lng t(, ,'0 m a melancholy mood at iul-iu an- iUUU.i....yn Ul mum tub)o or to ,. of disugreeablu things "That is strand. I answered. I : Q ,n lmi.,pn0lirinte aSCUB. have not seen any ot them t oo matters of religious piety. evening a soon nine inter uiuue i iuujv this world thnn tne one In which yon started with your nia'e to build jour little nest. Aje, you may be living In a handsomer home now, upon a more prominent street, surrounded by wealthier neighbors, but tho most beautiful home you ever saw was tho littlo two story building Into which a walk away from camp. I left behind ine for tho !lr-t ti.ne n little spaniel ling which generally followed me ou my tramps. He always ran ahead In vou tlrst took your bride. You had ! my walks, 'ims eening l louuu inni oiinnn iicris in timt littlo homo. Ynn 1 the mountaineer was right. There had a cheap dining tabic nnd n cheap parlor set, but they were the tables and the sofas and the chairs of love. The other day one of your daughters may have come to you and said: "Fa ther, let us burn up that old crib. It Is a big, old fashioned, ungainly thing. It Is always In the way. No ono wants It around. Pesldes, not one of the chil dren would ever take It for a gift." Somehow you did not like tho wny your daughter spoke. A faraway look came Into your eye as you said: 'Daughter, nobody may want that crib but mo, and it may bo in the way of sojne people, but It Is never In my way. I want to keep It. That was tho crib where all my babies first slept. That was the "lace where I most often think of yniMb.ul mother when sho was putting her smallest one to sleep while auother bnby was tugging at her skirts. You may do with thnt crib ns you will lifter I am gone, but as loug as I llvo I shall keep It. Why, daugh ter, that crib Is not mnde out ot pluln wood. 'TIs true It Is old fashioned, bul it is made out of old fashioned love." As I saw thnt mother bird In the woods hovering over her nest nud heard her talking to hor mate I said: "Thank God thnt the world Is swcetei and more lovely to the feathered deni zens of the woods because God has blessed their lives wiHi tlie ts were literally hundreds of squirrels around. Then I soliloquized thus: "Ah, now I understand why I did not see the ground squirrel before! My dog with his hunting blood would run ahead. Then whonoor he saw a ground squirrel he would dart after It. Then that squirrel nud nil the other squirrels about would seek safety by running Into their holes, which they hnd dug Into the ground where the dog could not follow them." God gives to tho squirrel a hole hi the ground for his place ot safety. "The ants are a people not stroug, yet they prepare their meat In the summer. The conies nre but a feeble folk, yet make their homes In the rocks. The locusts hnve no king, yet go' they forth all of them by hundreds. The spider taketh hold with her hands nnd Is In kings' pal aces." God gives to nil of his creatures not only means of subsistence, but ulso means of defenso or escape from their enemies. Thus It Is with tho sparrow. Thus it Is with man. When I seo tho littlo birds building their nests high In the trees to escape the dangers of earth I seem to hear God say, "Child, come and build thy nest high up In tho treo of Calvary to escapo tho dangers of sin." Oh, ye who nre weak and helpless, why will ye try to rest amid the deep eutnngled grasses nnd thickets o earth when Foremost of ull, ono must always be In good humor r.nd talk of pleasant things, ns did the prophet himself. You must always help yourself from the sldo of the dish nearest to you nnd never try to And out the best bits, which ought to be left for other guests. If one of the Invited has not much ap petite, you must ask him up to threo t linos with some kind chosen words to partuke of the meals. A louger Insist ence would cause ennui nnd would be most Inappropriate, You must never stop eating before others, because m doing so you will cmbarrnsn them nnd cause them to finish quickly In Imitat ing you. Never eat gluttonously, but nlso nev er attompt to conceal your good appe tite. Always cnt littlo by little. F.xag gorated compliments nro always nils placed. The host' duty is to make his m,.-,tfi fool na comfortable ns possible. encouraging tho timid and shy. It Is poet, believes nlso that the sound and Life on Gt. Kildn. The medical inspector who recently visited the lonely island of St. Klldn sends to the Scotsman some partlcu lars of tiie life led by the resideuts there. This Is what he says nbout the Sunday sermon In church: No liymnbooks are used and no lu struments of music. When the psalm had been read over the precentor arose, nnd I confess to jumping In my seat ns he led off the first line with a yell Then followed a rush of sound from the congregation Uke the shriek of a Btorm. The notes of the tlr.it Hue were recognizable as from the Scottish Psalmody. The second was ornament ed with grace notes, such as Highland pipers love. The rest was mere con lusion." Still, the writer adds, out of this Massed nnloveliness one could dlstin pilsh good voices, which only required tome training to-be tuneful and pleas- ng. How a Poet Thinks. In n recent lecture on Victor Hugo, Jean Plchepln declared that when a lyric poet thinks of u word there comes Into his mind, together with the crowd nf associations that the word awakens for other people, n great number ot words that rhyme with the oue first thought of. Pach of these brings Its own association of Ideas, and thus the poet's mental vision of words is vastly richer thau that of persons who think of them only In their ordinary Individ ual meanings. M. Plcheplu. himself a contrary to good tnsto to nddress uiul to fl tho attention of a guest when ho Is entlng. Kveu If tho host Is not ac customed to eat much he must always try not to finish before others. Should any dish be forbidden to him by hts medical attendant ho certainly must not partako of it, bat must at fho same time excuso himself before his guests. It Is absolutely necessary to avoid ev ery movement or gesture which Is apt to oreato disgust.' Cotton cloth made in India is men tioned by Uorodotus, II. C. -100. nccont of words are always vividly present In the poet's mind. Nothing Unusual. Ijrd Cromer when ruler of Egypt mndo himself hateful to all sorts of rascais In thnt country, but hu worked wonders of reform there and left It In more conteuted frame of mind than it hnd ever known previous to his ar rival. While Lord Salisbury was Brit lsh premier a member of the ministry complained that IjotA Cromer had told him to go to the devil. "Dear me, said Salisbury, "he tells me thst every time ho comes to London." Cleveland Leader. PC!MTED PARAGRAPHS. A boy's Iden of a hero Is another boy who runs away from home. Nothing Is so often overestimated as the Information given confidentially. As n rule, whnt a man calls his rights represent merely desired prlvl-le?es. You may havo forgotten more than the other mnn knows nnd still bo n short horse. The man who Is scared into being good Is the one most likely to boast of his exceeding virtue. There are lots of ways of wasting time. Feeling sorry for yourself brings nbout ns little returns as any. When n man goes to church and hears a sermon which seems Intended expressly for him, he never enjoys It very much. As the prize winner in the biggest baby contest, the mnn who doesn't get slk very often Is a strong competitor when he does. Atchison Globe. Drinking Excuses. Excuses for drlukiug are always at hand. Here aro tho live familiar ones: Ooml nine, a friend, or bolng dry. Or lest we should be by and by Or any other reason why. If they don't suffice one can always fall back upon Dr. Sam Johnson's, He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man." On tho other hand, here nre three rea sons, ono of them cogent, thnt a Bos toulan gave for not drinking: First. I can't drink, for I've just lost a near relative. Second (when much pressed). No. I really enn't. You know I'm president of a temper ance society. Third (when he was much more pressed). No, I can't, In deed. I've just had four or live cock tails." Boston Globe. Shopping In London, One of the first things an American man or womnn rushes out to buy In London Is a serviceable well cut mack intosh, and the second nrtlclo to b purchased Is usually an umbrella. A man fan buy In liOiidon a smart wa terproof Avhlch with occasional reproof Ing will last him a lifetime for ! or 4 guineas. In New York a very bad imi tation will cost him from $40 to ?50. The British umbrella Is not only a thing of beauty in workmanship, but It will outlast all competitors across the sens. Ijondon Express. Mixed. Hero Is a mixture of kingdoms, If not of metaphors, taken from a history ex amination paper: "He stretched his sultry length beneath the ewu tree's shade." "Away back as far ns the time of Jack Cartlcr F.ugland sent her ships into Hudson bay to trade beads and muskets with the Indians for ivory off tho walrus tree." Century. Not an Expert Opinion, "ne has Just returned from .Mexi co. He says a Mexican burro Is tho most aggravatlngly stubborn thing on earth." "He isn't married." nouston Post. Vague. "My husband Is really very atten tive. Yesterday he Knight me a dozen veils." Meggendorfer Platter. She Was Fed. Mistress Did you remember to feed the cat every day during my absence? Servant - Every day but one, ma'am, Mistress-And didn't the poor thing hnve anything to eat all day? Servant Oh, yes, ma'am; she ate the canary. Chicago News. Penalty of Loaning. "What's become of your umbrella?" "I loaned it to Tompkins." "Why doesn't he return It?" "The owner caught him with It nnd demanded it." Milwaukee Sentinel,