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SYSTEM FULL OF URIC ACID—THE 6REAT KIDWEY REMEDY CUBED Two years ano I was very nick and aftcf tcing treated hy ncveral of tbe best pbysi* cianH in Clinton, I did not teem to get aoy liettcr. I was confined to my bed. Seeing your Swamp-Hoot advertised, I re •olreci to give it a trial. After u*ing it for three week?, found I was gaioinf nicely, so I continued until I have taken ft Burnler of bottles. I am now restored to bealth and have continued my labors. My system was full of L'ric acid, but Dr. Kil* mcr's Swamp-Root cured me entirely. I •m sixty yeara old. Yours verv trulr, W. COOK, Bute of low* Clinton. U. Clinton County On thii 13th day of July, A. P., 190Q. XV. Cook to me ptrnonally known ap peared before me an'i in my presence tub K-rilrt-d and ffwore to the above and fort" comg atatement. DALE II. FIIErPARD, Notary Public, In and for Clinton County. LrlMvt* Dr. Riiarr AO*. fcl»yfcaMl«, *. T. Prove What Swamp-Root Will Do For YOB Scud to Dr. Kilmer & Co., Bingham ton, N. Y., fcr a narnj/le bottle. It wJl convince anyone. You will also receive a booklet of valuable information, Ulj ng a!! about the kidneys and bladder. "N\ hen wr.tinj:, be *urc and mention this paper. For sale at all drug Etores. Price £ftj« tents and one-dollar. THE POLITE I E N fo/g AaoprEt! /f en., ibis Arte £But3nesi AW, T/tAT THOUGH /f/vtze/TE/vrxx/aen/ faff CE#7*//V YOU ffrtOHt Mt/ir /r fi r*Ar we e/t/n 0/jeo* &> In Perplexity. "Michael Dolan. an' is It yourself?" "Yes, nure it is." "Well, ye know thot bletherin' spal peen, Widdy Castigan's second hus band?" "That I do." "He bet me a bob to a pint I couldn't swally an egg without break er the shell ov it. "An' yo did it? "I did." .'mnilSt.:'--' "Then phwat's ailin' ye?" "It's doon there," laying bis band on the lower part of his waistcoat. "If I jump about I'll break It and cut me btomach wid the shell, an' if I kape quiet it'll batch and I'll have a Shang hai rooster scratchin' me inside." Admitted. "Women already do a lot of govern ing," said Mrs. u. 11. P. Belmont, the brilliant suffrage leader, in an inter view in New York. "Men, if they are observant and frank, admit that. "An editor about to marry was asked hy a friend: "'What prompted you, old man, to propose to Miss Dash?" "The editor, who was, like all edi tors, extremely observant and ex tremely frank, answered: "'Well, to teil you the truth, I think Miss Dash prompted me more than anybody else.' Benny on Benevolence. Benevolence is a great thing. When you have benevolence you cannot rest until you do something to make other people feel grateful to you. The other day my mamma went up into the attic to find a lot of old clothes to give to poor people who could not afford to buy any clothing for themselves. AVhilc she was hunting around she found a gold-headed cane worth 25 that grandpa had put tip there 18 years ago, and forgot all about. Thus .we see, dear friends, benevolence brings its own reward.—Benny. The Way to Find Him. "My wife and I are going to spend a •few months with her people at Strong's Corners," said the meek lit tle man, "and I want you to mail your .paper to me—" "Yes," said the clerk, "what's your name?" Well—er—to make sure, I guess you'd better address It: 'Mary Strong's Husband, Strong's CornerB.'" THEY GROW Good Humor and Cheerfulness From Right Food and Drink. Anything that interferes with good tiealth Is apt to keep cheerfulness and good humor in the background. A .Washington lady found that letting coffee alone made things bright for her. She writes: "Four years ago I was practically given up by my doctor and was not ex pected to live long. My nervous sys tem was in a bad condition. "But I was young and did not want to die so I began to look about for the cause of my chronic trouble. I used to liave nervous spells which would ex haust me and after each spell it would lake me days before I could sit up in a 'chair. "I became convinced my trouble was caused by coffee. I decided to stop It ami bought some Postum. "The lirst cup, which I made accord ing to directions, had a soothing ef fect on my nerves and I liked the tasto. For a time I nearly lived on Postum ami ate little food besides. I am today A heal: hy woman. "My lamily and relatives wonder if I am the same person 1 was four years ago, when I could do no work on ac count of nervousness. Now I am do ing my own housework, take care of .two babies—one twenty the other two months old. I am so busy that I hard ly get time to write a letter, yet I do It all with the cheerfulness and good humor that comes lrom enjoying good bealth. "I tell my friends it is to Postuxa 1 owe my life today.' Head "The Road to Wellvllle," pkgs. "There's a Reason." Ever read the above Irltrrt A IMI jaac appeara lira Hmr tu tlatr. They SYNOPSIS. I-anrenc-e Blakelev. lawyer. go«j to Pittsburs with i!.e fors»i note? In the Bronsr.n ease to fiet the deposition of John Gllmore, millionaire. In the '.alters huuse he Is attracted by the picture of a girl whom Gilmore explains Is his Granddaughter, AHsen West. He her father is a rasrftl and a friend of tiie fc.rper, A lady requests lllakeley to buy iier a Pullman lieket. He gives l'.er lower eleven and retains lower ten. He a man in a drunken stupor in low-er ten and goes to in lower nine. He awakens In lower seven and finds that his has and clothes are missing. The man in low. len is found murd'-r^d. His name, it ijeveli.p*. Is Firnon H:irr:p.cton. The man ho dlsapperire-i witJi B'.ake iey's clothes is susp-cted. Hlakeiey he mnies interested in a Ciri in blue. Cir urnstantlui c-vldenee p'noes Blake-lev un iter suspicion of murder. The train is urerk-.d. 1 a r-! is rescued from tiie turning ear hy the girl in hiu-- His arm is br-.k-.-n. Tog( th'-r they KO to the Car ter farm for breakfast. Tn» triri proves lo be Alis.tn West. his partner's sweet heart. Alison's rK-r-jhar actions mystify he lawyer. She di..ps her cold bac and [!lake'.-v. unnotieed. pots it in his p-.n-ket. II.- returns liorne and l.arns from his landlady of strange happenings. Hlake iey learns that a feilow victim of the wreck, is in the .v.spita!. CHAPTER XII—Continued. And there was no one I could talk to about It, no one to tell me bow hideously absurd it was. no one to tive me a slap and tell me there are tons of fine gold chains made every year, or to point out the long arm of coincidence! With mv one useful hand I fum bled the things back into the bag and thrust it deep out of sight among tbe pillows. Then I lay back in a cold perspiration. What connection had Alison West with this crime? Why had she stared so at the gun-metal cig-! tair^with me. ari-tte case that morning on the train?: What had alarmed her so at the farm-. house? What had she taken back to' the gate? Why did she wish she had. not escaped from the wreck? And last, in heaven's name, how did a part of her necklace become torn off and .covered with blood? Ixiwn.stairs McKnight was still at the telephone, and armising himself with Mrs. Klopton in the interval of waiting. "Why did he come home in a gray suit, when he went awav in a blue?" he repeated. "Well, wrecks are queer things, Mrs. Klopton. The suit may have turned gray with fright. Or per jhaps wrecks do as queer stunts as lightning. Friend of mine once was sttuck by lightning he and the caddy had taken refuge under a tree. After the flash, when they recovered con sciousness. there was my friend in the caddy's clothes, and the caddy in his. And as my friend was a large man aid the caddy a very small boy—" McKnight's story was interrupted by the indignant slam of the dining room door. He was obliged to wait some time, and even his eternal cheer fulness was ebbing when be finally got the hospital. "Is Dr. Van Kirk there?" he asked. 'Not there? Well, can you tell me how the patient is whom Dr Williams, from Washington, operated on last night? Well, I'm glad of that. Is she conscious? Do you happen to know tier name? Yes, I'll hold the line." There was a long pause, then Mc Knight's voice: "Hello—yes. Thank you very much flood-by." I He came upstairs, two steps at a time. "Look here," he said, bursting into the room, "there may be something in your theory, after all. The woman's name—it may be a coincidence, but it's curious—her name is Sullivan." "What did I tell you?" 1 said, sitting up suddenly in bed. "She's probably a sister of that scoundrel in lower seven and she was afraid of what he might do." "Confound this arm," I said, paying for my energy with some excruciating throbs "There's so much to be look ed after, and here I am, bandaged. splintered, and generally useless. It's a beastly shame." "Don't forget that I am here," said M'-Knight pompously. "And another thing, when you feel this way just re member there are two less desirable places were you might be. One is jaii. and the other is—" He strummed on an imaginary harp, with devotional eyes. Put McKnight's light-heartedness jarred on me that morning. 1 lay and frowned under my helplessness. When by chance I touched the little gold bag, it seemed to scorch my fingers. Itieliey, finding me unresponsive, left to ke.-p his luncheon engagement with Alison West. As he clattered down the stairs, I turned my back to the n.'irniiig sunshine and abandoned my sell to misery. By what strain on her frayed lietves was Alison West keep ing up, I wondered? But McKnight had not gone, after .11 I lean] him coining back, \oice pneerinig him. and 1 groaned with irritation. "vVake up!" he called. "Somebody's .-en: ymi a lot of flowers. Please hold the In x, Mrs. Klopton I'm going out to In- run down*by an automobile." I roused to feeble int.-rest. My t'l other's wife is pum tilinus about -in things: all the new babies in the luinily have silver rattles, and all the sick people flowers. McKnight pulled up an armful of roses, and held them out to me. "Wonder who they're- from'.'" he said, tumbling in the box iUr a card. "There's no name—yes. here's one." lie held it up and read it with ex asperating slowness. 'Best wishes for an early recoverv. A COMPANION IN MlSFUKTl'NIv'" I "Well, what do you know about IB 1 that!" he exclaimed. "That's some thing you didn't tell me. lxillie." .. -it was hardly worth mentioning," 1 arc ceaalae, «rar, aa« full of haaaaa 1 said menaaciousi, with u,y heart shb ca •alcrcat. «-nt, .. LOWER h- MAMC ROBERTi" RINE] CorvR-onT ny CONPANy beating until I could hear tt- Bbe had not fort^tten, after tit. McKnight took a bud and fMt**ed it in bis buttonhole. I'm afraid I was not especially pleasant about It. They were her roses, and anyhow, they were meant for me. Richey left very soon, with an irritating final grin at the box. "Good-by, sir woman-hater." he jeered at me from the door. So he wore one of the roses she had sent me, to luncheon with her, and I lay hack amoug my pillows and tri€-d to remember that it was his game, anyhow, and that 1 wasn't even drawing cards. To remember that, and to forget the broken necklace under my head! CHAPTER XIII. Faded Rotes. I was In the house for a week. Much of that time I spent in compos ing and destroying letters of thanks to Miss West, and in growling at the doctor. McKnight dropped in daily, but he was less cheerful than usual. Now- and then 1 caught him eyeing me as if he had something to say. but whatever it was be kept it to himself. 40nce during the week he went to Baltimore and saw the woman in the hospital there. From the description I bad little difficulty in recognizing the young woman who had been with the murdered man in Pittsburg. But she was still unconscious. An elderly aunt had appeared, a gaunt person in black, who sat around like a buzzard on a fence, according to McKnight, and wept, in a mixed figure, into a damp handkerchief. On the last day of my imprisonment he stopped in to thrash out a case that was coming up in court the next day, and to play a game of double soli- won l* S ame were 1 1111 I asked. licked. Ask me some- pleasant. Ob. by the way, Bron- so °f Jt '-o-day 35 a( 23 had piece of paper In her hand torn from a pocket account-book, and on It was the name, "Mr. Wilson Rudd hotchkiss. Important business." "Oh. well, show him up," I said re signedly. "You'd better put those cards away, Richey. 1 fancy it's the rector of the church around the cor ner." But when the door opened to admit a curiously alert little man. adjusting his glasses with nervous fingers, my face must have shown my dismay. It was the amateur detective of the Ontario! 1 shook hands without enthusiasm. Here was the one survivor of the wrecked car who could do me any amount of harm. There was no hope that he had forgotten any of the in criminating details. In fact, he held in his hand the very note-book which contained them. His manner was restrained, but it was evident he was highly excited. I introduced him to McKnight, who has the imagination I lack, and who placed him at once, mentally. "I only learned yesterday that you had been—er—saved." he said rapid|said, ly "Terrible accident—unspeakable. Dream about it all night and think about it all day. Broken arm?" "No He just wears the splint to be different from other people," Mc- not on his bond," 11 spection at the time of the wreck. You "The Stains You 8ee and the Hole Left by the Dirk." said pessimistically. "He'll clear out." "Not he." McKnight pounced on mjr ace. "He's no fool. Don't you suppose he knows you took those notes to Pittsburg? The papers were full of it. And he knows you escaped with your life and a broken arm from the wreck. What do we do next? The commonwealth continues the case. A deaf man on a dark night would know those notes were missing." "Don't play so fast," I remonstrated. "I have only one arm to your two. Who is trailing Bronson? Did you try to get Johnson?" "I asked for him, but he had some work on hand-" "The murder's evidently a dead is sue," I reflected. "No, I'm not jok ing. The wreck destroyed all the evi dence. But I'm firmly convinced those notes will be offered, either to us or to Iironson very soon. Johnson's a blackguard, but lie's a good detective. He could make his fortune as a game dog. What's he doing?" McKnight put down his cards, and rising went to the window. As he his held the curtain back his customary grin looked a little forced. "To tell you the truth, I.ollie," he said, "for the last two days he has been watching a well-known Washing ing attorney named Lawrence lilake ley He's across the street now." It took a moment for me to grasp what he meant. "Why, it's ridiculous," I asserted. "What would they trail me for? Go over and tell Johnson to get out of there, or I'll pot at him with my re volver." "You'can tell him that yourself." McKnight paused and bent forward. "Hello, here's a visitor a little man with string halt." "1 won't see him," I said firmly. "I've been bothered enough by re porters." Wo listened together to Mia. Klop ton's expostulating tones in tba lower ball and the creak of the boards as "ne heavily up the stajv,. She Where did remember, don't you? put that package?" He found it finally and opened it on a table, displaying with some theatric alism a rectangular piece of muslin and a similar patch of striped tick ing. "You recognize it?" he said. "The stains, you see, and the hole made by the dirk. I tried to bring away the entire pillow, but they thought I was stealing it, and made me give It up." Richey touched the pieces gingerly. "By George," he said, "and you carry that around in your pocket! What if you should mistake it for your hand kerchief?" But Mr. Hotehkiss was not listen ing. He stood bent somewhat for ward. leaning over the table, and fixed me with his ferret-like eyes. "Have you seen the evening paper* Mr. Blakeley?" he inquired. I glanced to where they lay un opened, and shook my head. "Then 1 have a disagreeable task." he said with evident relish. "O! course, you had considered the mattet of the man Harrington's death closed, after the wreck. 1 did myself. As far as 1 was concerned. 1 meant to let it remain so. There were no other sur vivors. at least none that I knew of and in spite of circumstances, thene w.^re a number of points in your fa vor. "I verified your identity, for in stance. as soon as 1 recovered from the shock. Also—1 found on inquiring of your tailor that you invariably wore dark c'othing." McKnight came forward threatening ly. Who are you. anyhow?" he de manded. "And how is this any busi ness of yours?" Mr. Hotcbkiss was I entirely unruffled. I "1 have a minor position here," he reaching for a visiting card. "1 a:r. a very small patch on the seat of government, sir." McKnight muttered something about certain offensive designs against the said ratch and retired grumbling to Kriglit draw led lazily. I glared at the window. Our visitor was opening hint: there was nothing to be gained by antagonizing the little man. "Yes, a fractured humerus, which isn't as funny a# it sounds." "Humerus—humorous! Pretty good." fie cackled. "I must say you keep up your spirits pretty well, considering everything." "You seem to have escaped injury." I parried. He was fumbling for some thing in his pockets. "Yes. 1 escaped." he replied ab stractedly. "Remarkable thing, too. I haven't a doubt 1 wouid have broken my neck, but I landed on—you'll never guess what! 1 landed head first on the very pillow which was under in- the paper with a tremendous expendi ture of energy. "Here it is. Listen." He read rap idly aloud: "The Pittsburg police have sent to Baltimore two detectives who are looking up the survivors of the ill fated Washington Flier. It has trans pired that Simon Harrington, the Wood street merchant of that city, was not killed in the wreck, but was murdered in his berth the night pre ceding the accident. Shortly before the collision. John Flanders, the con ductor of the Flier, sent this telegram to the chief of police: 'Body of Simon Harrington found stabbed in his berth, lower ten. On tario. at G:?,0 this morning. "JOHN FLANDERS, Conductor.' "It is hoped that the survivors of the wrecked car Ontario will be found, to tell what they know of the discov erv of the crime. "Mr. John Gilmore, head of the steel company for which Mr. Harring ton was purchasing agent, has signified his intention of sifting the matter to the bottom." "So you see," Hotehkiss concluded, "there's trouble brewing. You and I are the only survivors of that unfor tunate car." did not contradict him. but I knew I of two others, at least: Alison West, and the woman we had left beside the road that morning, babbling incoher ently, her black hair tumbling over her white face. "Unless we can find the man who occupied lower seven," 1 suggested. "1 have already tried and failed. To find him would not clear you, of course, unless we could establish some connection between him and the mur dered man. It is the only thing I I see. however. 1 have learned this much Hotehkiss concluded: "Lower seven was reserved from Cresson." I Cresson! Where Alison West and Mrs. Curtis had taken the train! McKnight came forward and sud denly held out his hand. "Mr. Hoteh kiss," he said, "I—I'm sorry if I have been offensive. I thought when you came in, that, like the Irishman and the government, you were 'forninst' us. If you will put those cheerful relics out of sight somewhere. I should be glad to have you dine with me at the Incubator." (His name for his bachelor apartment.) "Compared with Johnson, you are the great original protoplasm." The strength of this was lost on Hotehkiss, but the Invitation was clear. They went out together, and from my window I watched them get into McKnight's car. It was raining, and at the corner the Cannonball skidded. Across the street my detect ive, Johnson, looked after them with his crooked smile. As he turned up his collar he saw me, and lifted his hat. I left the window and sat down in the growing dusk. So the occupant of lower seven had got on the car at Cresson, probably with Alison West and her companion. There was some one she cared about enough to shield. I went irritably to the door and sum moned Mrs. Klopton. "You may throw out those roses," 1 said, without looking at her. "Thej are quite dead." "They have been quite dead foi three days," she retorted spitefully. "Knphemia said you threatened to dismiss her if she touched them." ITO HIS cei.NTIXT:I-:I,) Position Long in Family Members Have Been Organist in Eng lish Church for More Than a Century. The pet dog show at the Royal Hor ticultural hall, in London, drew a great crowd, chiefly of women, and the old familiar scenes of luxury were wit nessed in every avenue of the nearly pens. Hut all records 1.1 this direction were surpassed by the minia ture iron bedstead, with mattress, sheets, blanket, unfit, hangings and all complete, in which a four-month old Pekinese spaniel reposed. The A remarkable record has been com memorated at Toignniouth. England, I smallest dog in the show was Messrs. by the presentation to -Miss I.inter, or- Wiilson miniature black-and-tan (or ganist of the parish church of St. rier. It weighed only two pounds two Michael, Kast Teignmouth, of an il-j ounces, and was brought to the exhl luminated address and a purse of 130 I bition in a man's coat pocket. The sovereigns, subscribed by parishioners lightest dog. however, was a York and others. The post of organist in shire terrier of one pound ounces, with a delightfully groomed coat of silken fleece. the church has remained uninterrupt edly in the I-inter family since the year 1809, when Miss Linter's father. William Linter, became organist of the church. Consolation. The Church—Ita Danger and Security By REV. W. C. CURRY TEXT—Awake, awake, put on thy strength! O Zloa.—IsaJah LII. 1. Jehovah spoke this when Judatim had fallen Into great weakness. Ene mies beset on every side. The church has often had Its limes ot moral weakness. Deliverance always came. faith and practise. The danger lies in having our minds alienated from the simplicity of the gospel, and a desire to seek the novelties. We need now more than ever before to cry for the old paths. 3. In danger from the Increasing boldness and energy of the enemies of Christianity. We are no longer at tacked by a few, but the ranks are strong and the infidelity declares its truths to be the only truths. It has never displayed so much determina tion. It is widespread and is with men in daily walks is in politics, taints legislation, and has taken hold upon the public press. The world is flooded with Its literature. Vast multitudes listen to infidelity's mod ern apostle. In the light of all these facts have we not cause for alarm? Are we in a condition to successfully contend with these forces? The church is not putting forth her strength. She has had smooth sailing a long time, and sleeps. II. What are the elements of strength. 1. Sound doctrine. In these days of laxness and insidiousness we need to contend earnestly for the faith once delivered to the saints. The doctrines of depravity, atonement and salvation by grace must be empha sized. Let this be done, and Infidel ity will not affect the religion of per sonal experience. 2. Spiritual life. We need a high er-toned spirituality, a religion that enters into all our social and business relations, giving color and shape to the daily life. How shall this strength, which God calls on us to exert, be put on? It is not physical, but spiritual strength that we need. It must be put on upon our knees. The Life of All Our Joys. If there be one name sweeter than another in a believer's ear, it is the name of Jesus. Jesus! it is the name which moves the harps of heaven to melody. Jesus! the life of all our joys. If there be one name more charming, more precious than another, it is this name. It is woven into the very warp and woof of our psalody. Many of our hymns begin with it, and scarcely any that are good for any thing end without. It Is the sum to tal of all delights. It Is the music with which the bells of heaven ring a song in a word: an ocean for compre hension, although a drop for brevity a matchless oratorio in two syllables: a gathering up of the hallelujahs of eternity in flvo letters.—C. A. Spun geoti. His Saving Power. Jesus said: "All power Is given unto Me in heaven and in earth go 1 ve therefore and teach all nations, I baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of tho Holy Ghost, teaching them to observe all things whatsoever 1 have com manded you and lo, 1 am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen." I lie displayed His wonderful power I while here upon earth. His miracles I were a definite attestation to His mls nlon. He claims and exercises that saving, helping power—a power not I now limited by physical conditions, was "That candidate insists that he defeated by the trusts." "Yes." answered Senator Sorghum, "whenever a man gets the worst of It he likes to console himself with ib« idea that he had a mighty big a&tayi nist." 1 an might have been charged In His onitlily life, but a power which flows wliU authority from the mediatorial lirone un wfclch lie reigns. DO IT NOW. If you have the slightest symptca of kidney trouble, begin using boat's Kidney Pills at once. Delay may iea!i to c^-opsy, diabetes, or fatal BrigM's disease. Dean's Kid ney Pills bc-i'an cur ing sick kidneys 75 years ago. They have been curing kid ney trouble ever since. sen Mrs. WUHam Mc Gregor, TU Lilleth St., Pendleton. Ore, says: "All my lifa my kidneys had trou bled me. I bloated terribly, could not The slumbering giant not only awoke control th© kidney secretions and .! but exerted himself. A deep slum- fered intense backache. Finally I be ber prevailed when Christ came. Great an using Doan's Kidney Pills and systems of idolatry prevailed. The was cured completely. I had prevl true God t«fas nigh forgotten. The ously doctored without relief." Saviour gathered a little band around Remember the name—Doan's. him and sent them forth. With For sale by all dealers. 50 cents a matchless strength they attacked the bos. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. the powers and Satan's kingdom was shaken. Another crisis came—papal At Time Passes. corruption. Pure Christianity slept "Before you were married you used beneath gaudy trappings of Catholi- your wife flowers. cism. movements for freedom w-ere ^es, replied Mr. Meekton. 'Now watched, and dungeons were filled takes a diamond necklace to mak1? with those who dared look up. enthusiastic ss she used to be "Awake awake!" wa6 sounded. Mar- er a five-dollar bunch of roses, tin Luther arose to restore spiritual It -. Since then the truth has been Will Live Forever, gaining power. When we consider Will rK.TTIT'S EYE SALVE, first Vox 1S07, 100 years ago. sales increase vear'.v. All druggists or Uoward Bro^.Kuffa. N i. the facilities we have, the outlook now hopeful. There ia another side. 1. The church is threatened with danger. 1. Danger from peculiar activity and excitability of tbe times in which we live—entirely an earnest age. New discoveries, new forces ap pearing. Law of change is every where. Wonderful schemes claim public attention. Science, art are ever presenting new questions. Our minds and hands are full never was there more activity. It Is not an un fortunate condition. We would not lock the wheels of progress, and re mand the age back to the darkness of the past. In the midst of the excite ment we are in danger of infection, un less there be a corresponding earnest ness in Christian character. Our dan ger is inability to control these forces. We are too much controlled by them. We are being permeated by the spirit of the world, instead of permeating it with our spirit. We must show a re ligion full of life and energy—not a cold, sleepy religion. 2. The tendency to Innovation. We believe all essentials are clearly re vealed In the Scriptures. Yet we think more light and improved meth ods may be emlpoyed. But from Ger many comes a spirit that would say our foundations. It has found its way into our theological schools, and is poisoning the minds of the rising ministry. Thev tell US that teoause they permit the foot to develop Titter ... aliy. They may cost a irilte m..re man eheap.r reason and not faith must be tne ma.ieshoes, but the comfort the ehiidi^u bav guide. They have discovered the Bi- In •w earing them aud the fact that the mate ble is an antiquated book, and the gospel too cold. They would take away the Bible as a perfect rule of Shrinking from suffering may be fleeing from strength. 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