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Kev.Mary linker G. Kildj and the Cause
that Led to Her Work.
The Agitation in New York nuil vl
•Inlty against the cult known as C'lirls
tlau Scientists makes Interesting tin
account of the on
gin of that society.
The founder is Uev.
Mary Baker (J. Ed
dy, of Concord,
N. II.
Mrs. Eddy, who
was horn at Bow,
_ N. II., possessed
S' froin childhood a
> highly spiritual na
ture and with un
usual mental endow
ments she attained prominence ns nn
authoress of religious prose and poetry
at a very early age. ller desire to Im
prove the condition of suffering human
it.v led her to investigate allopathy,
homeopathy and miipl healing on a ma
terial basis, none of which satisfied her
aspiration for a system of cure for dis
ease. In 1 NSt > she discovered the prin
cipal which site afterward named
"Christian Science.” In one of her
works she says: “During twenty years
prior to my discovery 1 had been trying
to trace all physical effects to the ment
al cause, and in the latter part of lSSd
I gained the scientific certainty that all
causation was mind and every effect a
mental phenomenon. Her tirst com
plete statement of Christian Science,
entitled "Science and Health, with key
to the Scriptures,” was published in
1875, and has since been followed by
many other works.
In 1881 she chartered the Massachu
setts Metaphysical College: this was
the only charter under Massachusetts
State laws ever granted for teaching
the pathology of Christian healing.
Mrs. Eddy Is now actively directing
the Christian Science movement from
her home in Concord, N. II., appearing
occasionally at the Mother Church, and
has recently taught a class of seventy
In Christian Science Hall In Concord,
N. II. The mother church of the so
ciety is the I-'irst Church of Christ in
Boston. It has recently organized a
B6ard of Missionaries, a Board of Edu
cation, anil an International-Board of
lectureship, by means of which the
principles of Christian Science are
being disseminated.
A Surprise for Hubby.
She was a young wife Just married
from boarding school—one of the lovey
dovey order—and although highly edu
cated didn't know beans from any
other vegetable. Hence this dialogue
with the cook:
“Now, Kiddy, dear, what are we to
have for dinner?"
“There's two chickens to dress,
“I’ll dress them the tirst thing
Where are their clothes?"
"Dear me, mum, they're In tlieli
feathers yet."
“Oh, then, serve them that way. The
ancient Kotnans always cooked pea
cocks with their feathers on. It will
be a surprise for Hubby.”
“It will that, mum. Sure, If you
want to help, you could be parin' the
"Oh, how sweet! I'll pair them two
and two in no time. Why, I had uc
Idea cooking was so picturesque.”
"I think, mum, that washing the
esiery do be more in your line.”
"All right. Kiddy, I'll take it tip to
the bath room, and I've some lovely
Paris soap that will take off every
"Thank you, mum. would you mind
telling me the name of the asylum
where you were eddicated? I think I’ll
have to take some lessons there my
self if we be going to work together.”
New Zealund Mutton.
The story of a New Zealand sheep
designed for the London market may
he very briefly told. It Is taken from
the run of the slaughter house, killed,
dressed and transferred to the cooling
room. The skin and superfluous fat
are retained: after ten hours' cooling
the carcass goes Into the refrigerating
room for thirty-six hours. Thence it
goes to the storing room and when it
has been enveloped in Its cotton
"shirt” and labeled Is ready for Its
Journey over sea. The steamers which
bring the meat to us through the trop
ics have, of course, to he fitted with re
frigerating appliances, and our sheep
takes its place among thousands of
Miters, sonic of the boats being fitted
to carry as many ns 70.000 carcasses
it one time.—Good Words.
Salt Hay Used to Preserve Plants,
Salt hay is used In winter for cover
Ing various kinds of plants that grow
close to the earth. It has a long staple
and It serves this purpose well. Straw
with long staple is still used for bun
dling up plauts and shrubs having
stalks. Salt hay Is used in cemeteries
to cover up Ivy-clad leaves. The Ivy Is
thus kept in better condition than If It
were left exposed to the blasts and the
fold of winter. The brown hay is laid
lengthwise upon the grave In a cover
ing of uniform thickness all over It
which Is held in place by bent rods
settled down upon It at Intervals, hoop
like, and with their ends In the ground
on either side.
Every lover of base-hall believes hi
was once a mighty good player.
Rome Trick* that Typify the Pro*
rc*» of the Country.
I strn.veil Into a small theater In Yo
kohama last year following a throng of
rather common Japanese, wlm seemed
deeply 'n ere-ted and anxious to crowd
In, draw n by the tierce ringing of an
ordinary boarding-house dinner bell In
the bands of a piratical-looking clmp In
front, who harangued the passing pub
lic In stentorian tones. Ilis words
seemed to catch the attention of at
least half the people who heard him
and they were drawn Into the building
as tlie children followed the Pled Piper
of Hamelln. without seeming to have
voice lu tlielr own movements.
Going along with the stream I found
myself lu a square room, on one side of
which was a rough stage. 1 learned
afterwatd that I had entered In the
middle of the performance, and, there
fore, I saw only the latter half: blit it
was tills second half that seemed to me
almost allegorical In Its application to
the Japan'of to-day.
All eyes were fixed upon a cellular
subdivision of the stage, at tlie farther
end of which, under it soft, pleasing
light, stood a skeleton of a woman. The
bones were perfectly articulated: they
were not white, as they usually arc in
tills country, hut seemed like half-pol
ished steel. I was wondering what
there was In the skcl tun to attract
such rapt attention from the crowd,
and my eyes wandered over the faces
of the nudieme. When l again glanced
at the skeleton a change seemed to
have come over it. The bones were
less steely and less sharply defined.
Thenceforth I did not look nway from
the fascinating optical deltisiou that
was taking place before me.
More and more distinct grew the out
lines of the skull, and less and less
forbidding grew the color of the other
bones. Then, as they seemed half
fading into gloom, I became aware that
around all the hones was gathering a
cloud, as though a fog was clinging to
them. This nimbus became more and
more noticeable, until I saw that it was
taking the general human form. Still
faded the bony framework until the
shape of a real flesh-and-blood woman
could he distinguished In a graceful
pose. Gradually, as the head, hotly
and limbs became more clearly defined,
another dim gathering outside j^te lig
ure appeared, and the kimono and oth
er external raiment of the Japanese
belle (b dart'd themselves. At hist a
wax-like statue stood before us. Then
it began to take color In the hair, eyes,
checks, lips and dies.*, until without
warning the figure thus evolved from
the staring ntul grinning skeleton—a
chnrmirg g rl. full of life and grace
walked to the front of the stage, made
two or three inimitably demure Jap
anese lourtesles and passed out of
sight in the wings.
I felt that I had seen represented the
change that is going on in new Japan
today. On the 1 are hones of it dead
feudalism the flesh and blood and ap
parel of a new civilization have been
taking form, hardly noted in the transi
tional steps, yet continuing toward its
goal unerringly, until a new creature
will he the result.—Chicago Itecord.
Ltessm from Gen. Jackson.
A hitherto unpublished story of
Stonewall Jackson is told by former
Gov. Thomas G. Jones. Gov. Jones
was a student at the Virginia Military
Institute when Jackson was president
there at the outbreak of the war be
tween the States. Jackson was a rath
er stern disciplinarian. Jones had been
at the institute for two or three years
and had come to lie a sergeant of iho
cadets. He had one day to drill an
i awkward squad and he lost his temper
in his work, whereupon he made the
hoys "double-quick" around a tree. He
had them "going it hard" when sud
denly he heard from behind him the
short, sharp command „“I>ouble-quicU
there!” "I »ouble-qnii'k.” repeated the
wrathful future Governor of Alabama.
“No! you. sir! Halt!"
Jones looked behind him and there
stood “Old Jack,” as Jackson was call
ed by the ltoys.
“You, sir! You double-quick your
Jones looked at his superior officer in
“Double-quick!” was the stern com
mand. and instantly Sergt. Jones was
trotting around the tree at a great rate,
iiot, thoroughly indignant and furious
ly angry. IIis awkward squad looked
on. ' •
Within an hour Jones had sent iu his
resignation. In answer he received an
invitation to sup at Jackson’s house.
He declined. Then came an order for
him to report to Jackson instantly.
That order was olte.ved. After some
talk Jones said: “But you, sir, humil
iated me before my men!”
“You lost your temper,” said Jack
son, calmly, "and, besides, you forget
that you are not an officer at all!” That
ended the trouble and now nobody
more reverences the memory of “Old
Jack” than Go\. Jones.—Birmingham
In Memory of Other Days.
Tommy—Mamma, why have you got
papa’s hair in n locket?
His mother—To remind me that he
once had some, Tommy.—Jewelers’
Most any fish crank will spend flQ
to catch a fish to give away.
‘‘Witness, did you over sot* the pris
oner at the bar?" "Oh, yes, that's
where I got acquainted with him."
The summer-garden: Juggles —
‘‘What have the theatrical miniagers
done to elevate the stage?” Waggles—
“Moved It up to the roof.”—Judge.
The novice—“Do you liny it hard
work, my boy?” The caddie—“Well, de
hardest part’s keepin’ from laughlu*
when de guys miss de ball.”—Puck.
“Did that woman give any reason for
attempting suicide?” “Yes, your hon
or.” “What was It?” “She says she
wanted to kill herself.”—Chicago Rec
ltrowne—"Walter, bring fne a dozen
oysters on the half-shell.” Waiter—
“Sorry, sail, but we’s all out of shell
tlsli, sail, ’ceptln’ nigs.”—Rochester
Union and Advertiser.
She (coquettlshly)—"I rend the other
day, Cousin Charley, that marriage is
declining.” He (inspired)—"Oh, that's
quite wrong. Marriage is—accepting.”
(Seizes the opportunity and proposes.)
"What are you sighing for?” asked
tin* Registry Department of the Dead
Letter Office. "No one has so’ many
rejected addresses ns 1,” was tlie sor
rowful reply. — Pittsburg Chronicle
Minister—"My poor woman, you must
be full of regret for the awful crime
you committed.” Condemned murder
ess—“Yes; 1 should have done It twen
ty years ago, when I was young nud
"My husband,” said Mrs. Malaprop,
"is Just crazy over the opening of the
tlslilng season. lie can't think or talk
of anything else.” “Fond of the sport,
Is he?" asked her friend. “Well, I
should say so! He’s a regular Anglo
Mrs. Jackson—“Spea kin’ ob your hus
bau', Mrs. Wimple, did be evah convey
to you dat he done propose to me befo’
he married you?” Mrs. Wimple—
“ ’Deed he didn't! lie was so ashamed
ob some ob de tings he did dat I nevah
Insisted upon a confession.”—Life.
An exchange of shots; Mr. Wedd
(spitefully)—"You look as if you had
been rubbing your face all over the in
side of a powder-factory.” Mrs. Wedd
(sweetly malicious)—“Perhaps I have,
love; but It is smokeless powder and
doesn't smell like a barroom."—Judge.
“Well, old man, I guess I better go
home. My wife will raise a holy row,
tven ns It Is." "Why don't you do as 1
do when you find you have stayed out
too late?” “What do you do?” “I Just
keep on staying out until I know she is
scared and will be overjoyed to see
‘‘In the spring a young man's fancy
lightly turns to thoughts of love," he
said. Slip sighed and shook her head.
“That's the trouble,” she replied; "they
turn lightly Instead of seriously.” For
she wns n girl who had been through
several spring engagements.—Chicago
“Tommy,” said a father to his pre
cocious 5-year-old son and heir, “your
mother tells me she gives you pennies
to be good. Do you think that Is right?”
“Of course It is," replied Tommy: “you
certainly don't want me to grow up and
be good for nothing, do you?”—Chicago
A young hopeful sat In the window a
long time the other night during a
thunder-storm, and contemplated the
scene with a wise look on his face.
Then he turned to his mother, and said:
"Mamma, the angels are scratching
matches on the sky.” — Household
A different commodity: Mrs. Newly
wed—"I don't see why you are in such
a hurry to get to work, mornings. You
used to say that you could love me
through nil eternity." Mr. Newlywed—
“And so I can and will, dearest; hut
time on earth Is more valuable, you
Mr. Courtney (flatteringly)—"I had
the blues awfully when I came here to
night, Miss Fisher, but they are all
gone now. You are ns good ns medi
cine.” Miss Fisher'S little brother—
"Yes; father says she’ll be a drug in
the market If she doesn’t catch on to
some fellow soon.”—Tit-IJits.
An unavailable Indorsement: Clerk
(to patent medicine man)—“Here is a
curious credential from one of our cus
tomers.” Medicine man—"Bend it.”
Clerk—" ‘Before I took your Elixir my
face was a sight. You ought to see it
now. Send me another bottle for my
mother-in-law.’ ”—Harlem Life.
“Remember, boys,” said the master,
“thnt in the bright lexicon of youth
there's no such word as ‘fail.’ ” After a
few moments a boy raised his hand.
"Well, what is It my lad?” asked the
master. “I was merely going to sug
gest,” replied the youngster, “that 1'
such is the case it would be advisable
to write to the publishers of that lexi
con, and call their attention to the
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