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The Brooklyn Preacher Discourses
on "1 he King'se Highway."
A Roynt Roast wlth No Quasamlres to Stay
the N et of the Wayfarer,
'¢ whoee Terminus Is Eter.
.al Life.
Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage selected the
following discourse for this week's
perusal by his American readers. It is
based on the text:
SAnd as highbway shall be there, and a way,
and it shall be celled the way of boliness: the
unclean shal not pass over it: but It shall be
r ° oe: the wayfaring men, though fools.
,-..ot err thera. No lion shall be there,
VnoW a, ravenous beast shall go up thereon;
ISt eXAl sot be found there; and the ransomed
of the Lord stall return, and come to Zhu
With songs and everlasting joy upon their
beads: they shall obtain jey and gladness, and
sorrow and sighing shall see away.--eish
axxv., 8-10.
There are thousands of people here
this morning who want to find the
right road. You sometimes see a per
son halting at cros-roads, and you can
tell by his looks that he wishes to ask
a question as to what direction he had
better take. And I stand in your pres
ence this morning conscious of the fact
that there are many of jou here who
realise that there are a thousand wrong
roads, but only one right one; and I
take it for granted that you have come
,in to ask which one it is. Here is one
road that opens widely, but I have not
much faith in it. There are a great
many expensive toll-gates scattered all
along that way. Indeed, at every rod
you must pay in tears, or pay in ligel
lations. On that road, if you get
through it all, you have to pay your
own way; and since this differs so
much fronm what I have heard in regard
to the right way, I believe it is the
wrong way.
Here is another road. On either side
of it are houses of sinful entertain
ment, and invitations to come in and
dine and rest: but from the looks of
the people who stand on the piazza I
am very certain that it is the wrong
house and the wrong way. Here is
another road. It is very beautiful and
macadamized. The horses' hoofs clat
ter and ring, and they who ride over it
spin along the highway, until suddenly
they find that the road breaks over an
embankinent, and they try to halt, and
they saw the bit in the mouth of the
steed, and cry, "Ho! ho!" But it is too
late, and--crash-they go over the em
bankment. We shall turn this morn
ing and see if we can not find a differ
eat kind of a road.
You have heard of the Appian Way.
It was three hundred and fifty miles
long. It was twenty-four feet wide,
and on either side of the road was a
path for foot passengers. It was made
out of rocks 'cut in hexagonal shape
and fitted together. What a road it
must have been! Made of smooth, hard
rock, three hundred and fifty miles
long. No wonder that in the construe
tion of it the treasures of a whole em
pire were exhausted. Because of in
vaders, and the elements, and time
the old conqueror who tears up a road
as he goes over it-there is nothing left
of that structure excepting a ruin. But
I have this morning to tell you of a
road built before the Appian Way, and
yet it is as good as when first con
structed. Millions of souls have gone
over it. iililons more will come.
The prophets and apostles, too,
Pursued this read while here below:
We, thorotore, will, without dismay,
Still walk in Christ, the good old way.
"An highway shall be there, and a
way, and it shall be called the way of
holiness; the unclean shall not pass
over it; but it shall be for those: the
wayfaring men, though fools, shall not
err therein. No lion shall be there,
nor any ravenous beast shall go up
thereon; it shall not be found there; but
the redeemed shall walk there; and the
ransomed of the Lord shall return, and
come to Zion with songs and everlast
ing joy upon their heads; they shall
obtain joy and gladness, and sorrow
and sighing shall flee away!"
First, this road of the text is the
King's highway. In the diligence you
dash over the Bernard peas of the Alps,
mile after mile, and there is not so
much as a pebble to jar the wheels,
Yon go over bridges which eros chasms
that make you hold your breath, un
der projecting rook, along by danger
o ls jweelptie, through tunnels adrip
with thaveoltings of the glaers, and
perhaplior the frst time learn the maj
esty of a road built and supported by
government authority. Well, my Lord
the King decided to build a highway
from emr th to Heaven. It should span
all the chasms of human wretchedness:
it shou&d tunnel all the monauilns of
earthly dilcleulty; it should be wile
9u1-ongh and strong enough to hold
fifty thousand millions of the human
race, if so many of them should ever be
boun. It should be blasted out of the
"Rock of Ages" and cemented with the
blood of the cross, and be lifted amid
the shouting of angels and the execra-s
iion of devils.
The-King sent His Son to build that
road. He put head and hand and heart
to it, and. after the road was co
pleted, waved His blistered hand over
the wsy, crying: "It is finisahed!" Na
poleon paid fifteen million frames for
the building of the Simplon road that
his ecanon might go over for the de
vastation of Italy: but our King, at a
greater expense, has built a road for a
different purpose, that the banners of
heavenly dominion might eome down
over it and all redeemed of earth travel
up over lt
leieu a King's highway, of course it
Is well bailt. BIridges splendidly arched
and buttrelsed have given way and
crushed the passengers who attemptd
to cross them. But Chirst, the King,
waould baild no such thing as tht. The
work done, Hemaonts theearoof His
love, sad mnaltitudes munt with Him,
and Be drives on ad up the steep of
Heaven mai the plaudits of ualzg
worldsf The work is den-we dome
g.skousl.v doae-magaiU tkSSt y deet
"- bt larther'. this read spokes of is a
ha ~wrad. Many a fne road bea.t
Someas altry sad oaul because it has not
... Ibe .u..m .haU e. wuL es
this one. Room on either side to throw
away your sins. Indeed, if you want
to carry them along yon are not on the
right road. That bridge will break,
those overhanging rocks will fall, the
night will come down, leaving you at
the mercy of the mountain bandits, and
at the very next turn of the road you
will perish. But if you are really on
this clean road of which I have
been speaking, then you stop ever
and anon to wash in the water
that stands in the basin of the
eternal rock. Ay, at almost every step
of the journey you will be crying out:
"Create within me a clean heart!" If
you have no such aspirations as that, it
proves that you have mistaken your
way, and if you will only look up and
see the finger-board above your head
you may read upon it the words:
'There is a way that seemeth right
unto a man, but the end thereof is
death." Without holiness no man shall
see the Lord, and if you have any idea
that you carry along your sins, your
lusts, your worldliness, and yet get to
the end of the Christian race, you are
so awfully mistaken that, in the name
of God, this morning I shatter the de
Still further, the road spoken of is a
plain road. "The wayfaring men,
though fools, shall not err therein."
That is. if a man is three-fourths an
idiot, he can find this road just as well
as if he were a philosopher. The im
becile boy, the laughing-stock of the
street, and followed by a mob hooting
at him, has only just to knock once at
the gate of Heaven and it swings open,
while there has been many a man who
can lecture about pneumatics and
chemistry, and tell the story of Fara
day's theory of electrical polarization,
and yet has been 'shut out of Heaven.
There has been many a man who stood
in an observatory and swept the
heavens with his telescope, and yet
he has not been able to see the morn
ing star. Alany a man has been famil
iar with all the higher branches of
mathematics, and yet could not do the
simple sum: "What shall it profit a man
if he gain the whole world and lose his
own soul?" Many a man has been a
fine reader of tragedies and poems, and
yet could not "read his title clear to
mansions in the skies." Many a man
has botanized across the continent, and
yet did not know the "Rose of Sharon
and the lily of the valley." But if one
shall come in the right spirit, asking
the way to Heaven, he will find it a
plain way. The pardon is plain. The
peace is plain. Everything is plain.
He who tries to get on the road to
Heaven through the New Testament
teaching wlil get on beautifully. He
who goes through philosophical discus
ion will not get on at alL Christ says:
"Come to me, and I will take all your
sins away, and I will take all troubles
sway." Now what is the use of my
discussing it any more? Is not that
plain? If you wanted to go to London,
and I pointed you out a highway
thoroughly laid out, would I be wise in
detaining you by a geological discus
sion about the gravel you will pas
over, or a physiological discussion
about the muscles you will have to
bring into play? JNo. After this Bible
has pointed you the way to Heaven, is
it wise for me to detain you with any
discussion about the nature of the hu
man will, or whether the atonement is
limited or unlimited? There is the
road-go on it It is a plain way.
"This is a faithful saying, and worthy
of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus
came into the world to save sinners."
And that is you and that is me. Any
little child here can understand this as
well as I can. "Unless you become as
a little child, you can not see the king
dom of God." If you are saved it will
not be as a philosopher, it will be as a
little child. "Of such is the kingdom
of Heaven." Unless you get the spirit
of little children you will never come
out at their glorious destiny.
Still further, this road to Heaven is
a safe road. Sometimes the traveler in
those ancient highways would think
himself perfectly secure, not knowing
there was a lion by the way, burying
his head deep between his paws, and
then, when the right moment came,
under the fearful spring, the man's life
was gone, and there was a mangled ear
cass by the roadside. Buat, says my
text, "no lion shall be there." I iWish
I could make you feel this morning
your entire security. I tell yon plainly
that one minaute after a man has become
a child of God he is s safe as though
he had been ten thousand years in
Heaven. He may slip, he may slide.
he may stumble, but he can not be
destroyed. Kept by the. powerof God,
through faith, unto eomplete salvation.
Everlsstingly safe.
The serverest trial to which you ann
subject a Christian man is to kill him,
and that is glory. In other words the
worst thing that can happen a child of
God is Heaven. The body is only the
old slippers that he throws Maside just
beore patting on the sandals of light
His soul, you can not hurt it. No fires
can eonsume it No floods can drown
it, No devils can capture it.
Firm sad mnmoved me ther
Who rest their atas on God.
Flied ito the groand wbe reDavrld atd,
Or where the armk abode.
Hlis soul i safe. His reputation is
safe. Everything is safe. "But,'" yon
my, "suppose his store burns up?"
Why, then, it will only be a change of
investments from earthly to heavenly
securities. "But,"you ay,'"sbappoe his
name goes down under the hoof of
scorn and contempt? The name
will be so much braghter in
gilosy. "uppo. his physical health
fails?" God will poor into him
the floods of everlasting health, and it
will not make nay diference. Earthly
subtraction is heavenly addition. The
tears of earth re erystals of Hesven.
As they take rage and tatters asad put
them through the paper adll, and they
come out beautiful white sheets of pa
per, so, often, the ras f earthly des
tiatlem, miader the eylindes of death,
0m out a white m.li wpae which
sbJ-l be written etersel emieation.
Tbe was eam at. Scripture,
the foee whiek I ner understood
Blan on one sde nd a lnatsuveut on
the other, ZIep d y Brihe end mSd:
**As the m mtates -e eara4 *bost
Jerusalem, so the Lord is around about
them that fear Him." The surround
ings were an omnipotent commentary:
Though troubles assail, ad danger sifright;
Though friends should all tall and foes all
Yet one thin secures us, whatever betide,
The Scriptures assure us the Lord will pro
Still further: the road spoken of is a
pleasant road. God gives a bond of in
demnity against all evil to every man
who treads it. "All things work to
gether for good to those who love
God." No weapon formed against
them can prosper. That is the bond,
signed, sealed and delivered by the
President of the universe. What is the
use of your fretting, oh. child of God,
about food? "Behold the fowls of the
air; for they sow not, neither do they
reap, nor gather into barns; yet your
Heavenly Father feedeth them." And
will He take care of the sparrow, will
He take care of the hawk, and let you
die? What is the use of your fretting
about clothes! "Consider the lilies of
the feld. Shall He not much more
clothe you, oh ye of little faith?"
What is the use of worrying for fear
something will happen to your home?
"He bleeseth the habitation of the
just." What is the use of fretting lest
you will be overcome of temptations?
"God is faithful, who will not sufer
you to be tempted above that ye are
able; but will with the temptation also
make a way to escape, that ye may be
able to bear it"
O, this King's highway! Trees of life
on either side, bending over until their
branches interlock and drop midway
their fruit and shade. Houses of enter
tainment on either side the road for
poor pilgrims. Table spread with a
feast of good things, and walls adorned
with apples of gold in pictures of sil
ver. I start out on this King's high
way, and find a harper, and I say:
"What is your name?" The harper
makes no response, but leaves me to
guess, as, with his eyes toward
IHeaven, and his hand upon the
trembling strings, this tune comes
rippling on the air: "The Lord
is my light and my salvation. Whom
shall I fear? The Lord is the strength
of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?"
I go a little further on the same road
and meet a trumpeter of Heaven, and I
say: "Haven't ycu got some music for
a tired pilgrim?" And wiping his lip and
takinga long breath, he puts his mouth
to the trumpet and pours forth this
strain: '"They shall hunger no more,
neither shall they thirst any more,
neither shall the sun light on them,
nor any heat, for the Lamb which is
in the midst of the throne shall lead
them to living fountains .of water, and
God shall wipe away all tears from their
eyes" I go a little distance further on
the same road, and I meet a maiden of
Israel. She has no harp, but she has
cymbals. They look as if they had
rusted from sea spray; and I say to the
maiden of Israel "Have you no
song for a tired pilgrim?" And
like the clang of victors' shields the
cymbals clap, as Miriam begins to
discourse: "Sing ye to the Lord, for
He -bath triumphed gloriously; the
horse and the rider hath He thrown
into the sea." And then I see a white
robed group. They come bounding to
ward me, and I say: "W , are they
the happiest and the bri . est and the
fairest in all Heaven-who are they?"
And the answer comes: "These are
they who came out of great tribulations
and had their robes washed and made
white with the blood of the Lamb."
I pursue this subject only one step
further. What is the terminus? I do
not care how fine a road you may put
me on, I want to know where it comes
out. My text declares it: "The re
deemed of the Lord come to
Zion."' You know what Zion
was. That was the Kings palace.
It was a mountain fastnes. It was
impregnable. And so Heaven is the
fastness of the universe. No howitzer
has long enough range to shell those
towers. Let all the batteries of earth
and hell blase away: they can not break
In those gates. Gibraltar was taken;
Sebastopol was taken; Babylon fell; but
those walls of Heaven shall never sur
render either to human or Satanic be
slegement. The Lord God Almighty
is the defense of it. Grenat capital of
the universe! Terminus of the King's
highway! _
Dr. Dick said that, among other
things, he thought in Heaven we should
study chemistry, and geometry, and
conic setions. Southey thought that
in Heaven he would have the pleasure
of seeing Chaucer and Shakspeare.
Now, Dr. Dick may have his mathemat
ies for all eternity, and Boathey his
Shakspeare. Give me Christ and
my old friends-that is all the
Heaven I want; that s Heaven
enough for me. 0 garden of light,
whose leaves never wither, and whose
frnits never fail! O banquet of God,
whose sweetness never palls the taste,
and whose guests are kings forever! O
city of light, whose walls are salva
tion, and whose gates are praiste! O
palace of rest, where God is the Mon
arch and everlasting ages the length of
His reign! O song loader than the surf
beat of many waters, yet soft as the
whisper of chearabim!
When my last wound is healed, when
the last heart-break is ended, when the
last tear of earthly sorrow is wiped
away, ad when the redeemed of the
Lord shall come to Zion, then let all the
harpers take down their harps and all
of the trumpeters take down thei.
trumpets and all asoree Heaven therem
be chorns of mornitng stars, chorus ol
white-robed victors, choru of martyrs
from under the throne,chorus ofat ages,
chores of worlds, and there be but one
song sng, and but oae name spoken,
and but one throne honored-that of
Jeaua only.
-"We talk familiarly," maid theareh
bishop of Canterbury not beg age
'about people beng 'high chureb' pea
pie or 'low ehureh' people or 'broad
churek'" people, but there is au uesea
pled word. s·aid it is ta word whtic
u aold cme i not to p( at hleast
to ear hearts sad Iles, I mean tkhs
word 'deep,' What 1i weistedi'deep
chucrh' people, wh tn be pdeed
o;ly by ChrIstL l mlmewdljeeld Charb
tse -rketla*
There's enough for you children to do in thi
To keep you as ous a any old mous.
There are errands to ran,
Little tasks to be done
That will do much to lighten your mothis
hard work.
So, children, don't shirk,
But do what you can;
You'll be glad when you're grown
To a woman or man.
There's enough for you children to do all
t you try, you will very soon nd some work
There are chickens to tend,
Little tasks without en 1
Tou will And you can do if you just take a
So children, be smart,
And do what youeant
You'll be glad when you're grown
To a woman or man.
There', enough for you children to do any
do harry around and each do your full share.
And Just see bow bright
You will feel when at night
fon can think you have done what Ie honest
and fair.
So, children, take care
To do what you can;
You'll be glad when you're grown
To a woman or man.
And. children, whatever you do, do it well;
People always, nto looking it over, can tell
If you hurry right through
Whatever you do,
Not caring at all if it's done ill or well;
o whabtever you do,
Do the best that you can;
You'll be glad when you're grown
To a woman or man.
-The Young Herald.
What Brought Two haughty Girls Back to
Mammsa and Supper.
Winnie and Marion were running
away. They had good reason they
thought. Had they not been called in
from an archery match with the boys
to mind the baby. And then, had they
not been scolded forbeing cross to him?
A few muttered whisperings while the
little fellow was falling asleep had de
cided it alL
"I wish we had thought to put some
crackers in our pockets before we
started," said Marion, before they were
out of sight of the house, "I begin to
feel hungry already."
"0, we'll find berries and things in
the woods," said Winnie brightly. The
day was beautiful and she began to
think running away good fun.
"Berries, Winnie?" queried Marion,
the doubter. "I looked all over the
strawberry patch yesterday, and not
one was ripe. And what other things
are there in the woods that are good to
"Well, there's--" Winnie had topause;
"there's birch bark for one thing.
Chewing-birch, you know."
"Oh, yes, so there is," assented Ma
rion, reassured. She was fond of chew
"And sour sorrel," Winnie proceeded,
"and grape tendrils and young rasp
berry shoots. Why, if it comes to the
worst, we needn't starve where there
are dandelion leaves."
They had reached the foot of the hill
now, and a swampy piece of ground
had to be crossed. This gave an oppor
tunity for what they called "navi
gating," a pastime of which they
were fond, but one which always
resulted in wet feet A little
shriek soon announced that in jumping
from one island to another--the small
clumps of grass were "Islands" to these
young navigators-Marion had miscal
culated her distance, and was standing
ankle deep in water. Winnie had to
change her course and go to the rescue,
and in reaching out to help Winnie to
dry land she also got one foot into the
water. Such adventures made the
delight and excitement of navigating.
In the pasture was a high and dry
ridge of land, and, when they'got this
far they sat down, took off their boots
and stocking and spread them out in
the sun to dry.
"It seems a long time since we left
home," said Marion. "I suppose it's
about lunch time.
"They won't be thinking much of
lunch," said Winnie, a note of triumph
in her voice. "They will be searching
everywhere for us by this time, and
they will almost have given up hope of
ever seeing us again. They'll wish they
had been better to us."
"I shouldn't wonder if Jack was
sorry for calling me a crybaby, yester
day," reflected Marion.
"I wish I had written a wilL" said
Winnie, turning the stockings, "and
left my Robinson Crusoe to Maurice.
lie always said that Aunt Elemaor
should have given it to him, because it
wasn't a book for a girL"
"Are they nearly dry yet?" asked
Marion. "I'd like to go on and find
some chewing-biroch. I wish we had
put some rackers in our pockets I'll
never ran away again without some
thing to eat."
"Are you very hungry, dear?" asked
Winnie, pityingly. "Well, these are as
dry and warm as toast, now. Pat
them on and we'll go and look for ber
ries. I know the earliest soot in the
whole place for them. I never told any
one before, because I like to get the
first one for mamma myself. You
shall have all that we find; so cheear up."
Boots and stockings on, Winnie led
the way to a little knoll aromnd an eld
stump. Here a diligent search began,
and for ten minutes not a ward was
"I'm afraid there are none," Maroa
said at last, but next minute gave a
little cry of delight. "0, heres agrest,
great big one, as red as ha Look,
Winniet Let as hurry and bring it to
"What a beautyr eelimed Wmale.
The rst strawberry was the geat
vent of eaeh meams, ad in the .et.
meat of the mameant they faot that it
was not to seek it they had started eat
that mornting. They m half way
across the swamp before theif o lal
purpose s to mind again Wlale
was selecting an inland to I Pnst
nump when ]arlom elied eati. .
"st, Whnale, we dsdn't asse gS
baek at all.
MNilthsr~w. dM. Nw Bt; mrli
thh far, though, perhapaws we had better
go the rest of the way."
"Yes. for how weaould mamma get the
first strawberry if we didn't being it to
When they came near the house, a
feeling of guilt ceased their steps to lag.
They watched anxiously for the frst
signs of the disturbane eaused by their
absence. Surely, they said that could
n't be Maurice and Jack still at their
bows and arrows. Winnie slesed Ma
rion's hand firmly and hurried her into
the house. Their mother met them in
the halt with her usual smile.
"Have you been out for a walk!" she
asked. Marion ran and kissed her.
"Here, mamma; it's for" you,"_ she
said, opening her hand, and disclosing
a crushed strawberry. "The first one!"
"Would you like me to mind baby for
you?" Winnie asked, holding out her
arms for him.
"No, dear. Lunch is just ready.
There is the belL"
Marion gave a rapturous sigh.
"I'm so glad we came back," she maid
softly to Winnie.-Margaret Wilson, in
American Agriculturist
She Didn't Undemtasd Little Marie's ES
forte, asd so Ban Away.
Carl and Minna did not come home,
and it was getting late, and who would
milk the cow?
"I'll lead her in from the meadow.
and hold'her," said Myo.
"I'll milk her," said papa.
"And we'll look on," said mamma ano
So Myo brought the cow into the
yard and held her by the chain, and
paps brought out the three-legged stool
and the tin pall and began to milk; but
the mosquitoes were so troublesome
that Bossy kept switching her tall
about to drive them away, and the tail
bothered papa as much as the mos
quitoes bothered the cow.
"You'll have to hold her tail," mid
papa to mamma.
'"Oh, I can't," said mamma.
"Oh, yes, you. an," said papa.
Mamma wore a very large apron, so
she took it up in her hands and with'lt
held the tail fast
Little Marie felt sorry for poor Bossy
and thought she would drive the mos
quitoes away with her sun-bonnet, but
Bossy did not understand, and thought
she was being driven, and so away she
She kicked the pail of milk over on
papa's shining boots, and of she went.
Myo held fast to the chain and mam
ma held fast to the tail. but Bossy was
stronger than both of them, and pulled
them along faster than they cared to
go. At last mamma gave up trying to
hold the cow back, and dropped the
tail, while Myo and Bossy went on
around the barn.
Papa still sat on the stool spattered
with milk and laughing as hard as he
could. Mamma came back laughingso
that the tears ran down her face.
"Oh, I shall die!" she gasped as she
sank down on the wheel-barrow.
Little Marie looked very sober at
these words, and crept close to poor
mamma, and frowned at papa, who
laughed so hard when mamma was go
ing to die.
Just then Myo and Bossy came round
the barn, Myo still bravely tugging at
the chain; and now the milking was
safely finished, but mamma and Marie
let Boesyananage the mosquitoes her
self.-Mary A. Allen, in Our Little
Why spitser and Pogy Didn't Get Thesh
Pietures Taken.
Spitzer was a big, "double-toed" cat,
with a tail that, when held aloft, as
was his favorite habit, quite over
shadowed his mottled-yellow back.
Spitzer was a beauty, Polly thought,
and she took him, one fine August
morning, in a basket to hame his pic
ture taken at a little traveling "saloon"
that had been stopping in the neighbor
hood for a week.
His fur was a good deal rumpled, as
well as his temper, when the picture
man pulled him out of t1e basket by
the tail, and he clawed everything
within reach of his great lpaws. Forp
once Polly could not smooth hima out
But the man squeaked a wooden mosl w se
behind the eamer, asnd quick as a wnkl
Spitzer sat np on his high stool, pricked
his ears and smiled a little."
Now was the time to "~catoha good
expression" when-stamp--rattle -
whoop--la plunged Tommy Hicks with
his big fat pug Pogy to have his pieture
taken, too
Dear! Dear! What a lurry! Over
went the high stool, and 8pitser, with
green eyes and big tail, few over the
saloon, growling and spitting, with
Pogy after him baking and jumping
and knocking over everything in their
The picture man haung en to his
camera, and shouted "'c~t! Get out!"
Tommy dodged about trying to ei
Pogy's sleek tall, whie Polly crowded
her fingers in her ears and got behind a
In a minute the stonr was over.
8pitser, after surrying over and under
everything in the saloon, Jumped
through a high window and ran home,
while Pogy wasso beat out that he just
stritehed himself out on the eool oor
and klled.
"He wasn't At to have his picture
taken till be could keep his tongue in
his mounth," the ma said, rather eroe
ly, so Tommy took him home. The sa
loaon went away the aet day, anad
neither Spita eaor Pogy bave had
pietares take as yet-Yath's Com'
-Chicago university has at last hMrs.
Alee Freeman Palmer a aeting dean
o thes woma's departmet. Ma
Palmer is to Bve at the niverity at
least twelve wdeeks of tshe year, and is
to have the emte rm pomebility of the
department Charle eeAmsdua,
D., of Detroit, is to be selate pree
.saer in sot selmes, unversity s
edor, meetay te culty, ad
.e Yest 3. Not Og NelaJM Tt ha.r*
eouagy mdueseo as well
"The only hope of the American
farmer of the future will be in his
brains" says Gen. Ruseh secretary of
agriculture. "The sharp competitions
between sections and counties which
will be indueed by increased facilities
for transportation will stir he agri
culturist up to his best eforts His
chances of fortune making will be
great, but he will have to be prepared
to fight the battle of competition for
them. He must be suciently well
educated in selence as far as it is ap
plicable to agriculture, and he mast be
intelligent enough to study his su
roundings and to apply his knowledg
to the conditions about him. He will
be able to meet his fellow citisens on
an equal footing, and his brains will
command from his class in the industry
which he represents the respect anad
consideration which he deserves, and
hb will give other elasses and other in
dustries due respect in return. The
farmertof the future will be b business
man able not only to compel his sbil to
do its best in the matter of produetion,
but to study the markets and know
what will sell the best and what will
command the highest price. This farm
er will keep his accounts like any other
business man so that he may know ex
actly where his profits are and what
have been his losses. These are strong
qualications, but they are essential to
the farmer who would do his business
on a broadplan and who would succeed.
As to the question of his education,
when you consider that he must have a
knowledge of the principles of animal
and plant life, that he must understand
the constituent elements of soils and
fertilisers, and that he must have some
knowledge of meteorology, chemistry
and the other sciences closely connect
ed with crop raising, you will see that
the ideal farmer of the future will'have
to be not only brainy but a well edn
eated man."-Westera Raral.
To Secure Good Results It t M Be Thee
oughly CaltsIated.
After plowing thoroughly it is very
important to have land intended to be
sown to fall wheat, that it be prepared
in as good condition as possible. The
soil to the depth of three or four
inches should be in fine tilth as a seed
bed for the wheat and underneath this
the earth should 'be reasonably solid.
The kind of implement needed to
properly At the soil for the seed must
be largely determined by the eharse.
ter of the soil and its conditions. When
early and it is in a proper state, a good
smoothing harrow is all that will be
needed to properly fine It. Afterward,
however, before the plowing ean be
done the soil gets hard and may
break up in hard lumps, and the drag
may be used to properly level and fine.
Again, hard, beating rain after plow
ing will often run the soil togesber,
and the hot sun will cause it to bals
and in this condition,in the msjority of
ases, it will be best to use the dime
What will he be st at one time ornla
oa kind of soil will not be the most
eamesical under other aditio and,
ar ths reson, the eharacter of the
wgl aid the kind of work to be doame
must always be considered. The oae
important item is to make sure of
workoinDg enough, and tbhen to use theb
implement that will do the work meat
thoroughly and econantleely. Ia
many uses additional workna, while
adding bat little to the ecst of the aane
will help to materially improve tbe
eondition of the soUl and in this way se
care a better growth and yield.
With newrly aslthe vasribtes of seeds,
the more thorough the preparation of
the soil, the better and thriftier the
germination of the seed and the
better the start to grow of the plsats.
Tbhe thoroagh preparation of the sobl is
one of the essentials in euring a
good yield, and, while it posible to go
to an extreme, yet in a majority of
cases the mistake bs made in the other
way. Thus a better proft would be
often realised with a leas reage,
more thoroughly prepared, than with
more isbor in rough dloddy land.
PraMtrse rmer.
Wasn you clean the poultry-house do
i thornghly.. Take out ee
movable uad sweep sand dust ull yo
are sum there is o aorner untoeebhed
ia whieh vermin are hidea.
WarnawAnsa is a neessity inside ad
-t3 apon the pereesb at at ad
everywhere. It elesas and pri
fyirg, and death to aseets where it
taonb them. Use Itt liaberally.
Th best breeds fo eggs alone arm
laghrns, M ores, Andainsisa ead
dpeaash But for the farm agemmnI
purpose oiwl is to be plerred, egh -
Plymouth Bok, Lamapbsw a Wyas
Its lthe seme wa'poseety us wak
ethe things In the masl*4bag I
ake the be lpp.ea*a..
-It is said that it a .;irt bosom, or
asy other article which has been
seorched in ironing, is laid where the
bright sunlight will fall directly upon
It the discoloration will be completely
-Creamed Potatoes: Boll, mash,
season .with, salt, pepper and butter.
Make quite moist with cream; beat in
the whipped white of an egg; mound in
a pie plate and set in the open oven five
minutes before serving.
-Breaded Chops: Trim and dip, first
in crumbs, then in beaten egg. then in
crumbs again, and fry in smoking hot
fat about eight minutes if liked well
done. You might mix some chopped
parsley it liked.-Christian Inquirer.
-Chicken Tbast: Minoe cold chicken
fine; smx with it a pint of creamorrich
milk, the yolks of two eggs and season
well with celery alt. Let it simmer
or several slices of nice toast that
have been well battered. Serve at
onee.-Baston Budget.
-Squash Cookies: Take equal parts
squash, sour milk and lard, a very lit
tle sugar, salt and sods, secordln to
tin quantity made. Mix into a firm
dough; roll very thin; bake till brittle,
with medium hat, as they scoreh
easily.-Farm sad Home.
-Lemon Sane.: The yelks of two
eggs, one cup of sugar, one-half cup of
butter, one tablespoonful of corn stareh.
Beat the eggs and sugar until light;
add the grated rind and juice of one
lemon. Stir the whole into three gills
of boiling water, and cook until it
thickens suiolently for the table.
Boston Budget.
-Spanish Puffs: Put into a saueepan
half a pint of water and a quarter of a
pound of bntter; stir it till it bolls, and
mix in five tablespoonfuls of flour; stir
till it well together, and add six yolks
and four whites of eggs, two at a thime;
let it cool, and with a dessert spoon
drop it into boiling clarified dripping or
lard. To make ginger puffs, a tea
spoonful of pounded ginger may be
added.-Boston Herald.
-A new kind of patchwork for the
little ones which is typical of the "age
we live in" when contraated with the
neatly-joined bits that our grandmoth
era taught their children to overhand
together, is nevertheless very efective
and pretty. Small pieces of colored
calicoe are tacked either in orasy-quilt
fashion, or in a pattern on a muslin
foundation, and the joining. are hidden
by working the ordinary crewel stitch
over them with coarse white or red
worklngootton.-N. Y. Tribune.
-Cauliflower Salad: Boil a eauli
Sower in salted water till tender, but
not overdone; when cold out it up neast
ly in small sprigs. Boil up together
three tablespoonfuls of oil and one tea
spootful of tarragon vinegar, with pep
per and salt t6 taste. Rub the salad
dish lightly with an onion, arrange the
pieces of cauliflower on it, strew over
them some capers, a little tarragon and
parsley, all finely mixed, and the least
bit of dried thyme and marjoram.
Pour the oil and vinegar over just be
fore it is required.-Housekeeper.
-Boiled Chicken: Take one or two
neat joints from a tender young bind
which has been carefully pinucked and
drawn; wrap them in white paper,
liberally buttered, and put them in a
saucepan with sufficient boiling water
to barely cover them. Adds few small
pieces of celery and a pinch of salt, sad
simmer very qgqtly for twenty minutes
(or five minutes longer if the joints arc
rather large), but watch carefully that
the liquid never reaches boiling point
after the chicken is put in. When done
enough, remove the paper, season the
meat slightly, and serve it on a nice hot
dish with a little well-made bread
muse poured over and acscompeaed by
a small quantity of some carefully pre
pared vegetable, if the latter is suited
to the conditiaon of the patenat.-Prsfrie
Dovet an nwea aver s5useda to abI
la oat the Week's Mea.
Let those who coplain of the troable
of house-kwplag and of the datSlydif
salty of what to order for the next
day's dinner-to syr nothing of break
ast and luncheoo-try the vry sample
plan of devoting an hour evermy Sat
dy to the mlaing out of a weeks
-a, writnlag down at the same time
the daily order for the bateher. Thi
method will ave no end of trofnmble ad
thought, and will also insare to e
hmy a greater variety of f.oo In
this way, too, lndividnal tastes my
be grattfied and little uuries
strodned snd a much better table
maintained at a les ecast tha when,
fetted and hurried, the houe-mistre
as only a few minutes to spare fr her
cook, the result beig almost always
he ordering of a few staple diehen
over and ovear. Some time ago there
ws published an excellent little book,
wherein the author tried to carry out
his ida and to sapply a daily manu
oevery day in the year; but ouac
cant of the various habits df living
and the greater or lees number of peo
pe In diferent families it is imposeible
todothis theoretially. Only the per
ao who aeepe house herself bas the
requisite kmowledge to make out seuh
a list satisfactoraly.-l-N. Y. Tribunae.
DI* rw Chalres.
Amotheram what is th best diet
ora child having bowel dimalty, who
as been fed in the usual way for two
o three years, aid receive, the follow
;nglr sensdble ggetton: The best diet
for youang chldrens is trauite ad grains,
with a moderate allowance of milk. A
yong child seeda bread and milk with
ed fruits, each.. baked sweet apples,
serawberries, stewed prunnes, peadhes
-nd grapes. These ftrit e be esta
by a kiM wrth pefst Impunity, aad
ar sndeed the best food for any...
wbons digestion is not very strg-
Good HesIth.
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