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Oh, little shoe! tf only you could speak, Aa4 tell us who you were whose dainty feet One trod In you whoa lovely head waa bent Far tyea to see how aweet you looked ah met Hear aeventy years ago! Bo long ago, and yet not long ago! The date, In faded Ink. recalla the time .When "O rand mamma" vai young, and ellm, and gay; Terhaps ber wedding shoe ah, happy day! Near seventy years ago! Did you belong, perchance, to her first ball? You little golden shoes bo bright and small! Where, while the hours slipped by, In bright array, Bhe danced her heart, as well as his, away. Till ribbon sandals broke, and off ahe flew To coax old Nurse. Who was ahe? Tell us, who? Old dower chest ! what secrets must be hid, Iast all recall, beneath your heavy Ud! in your old drawer repose some treasures yet, IUllca of those forgot -as we forget. Present and past; the lost romance of years; An4 Ihl tall rt - r. mA mrw .Va.I Who was the pretty maiden? tell ua, Who? Declared that speech was silver silence .,1 A I Golden these shoe and silent too snd well They keep their secret. Would that they Her rarve, and so fond memories recall! But "January, 1823,M Is all. Cicely McDonell, In I'all Mall Magazine. From Clue to Climax. I did tint rrwt nt. At nresent I 1 - - Lave the murderer handwriting, and that Is ali; but" Ills face darkened. and he clinched his fist, and swot under bis breath. 'What it It?" Whidbvouestloned. I don't know myself," said the de tective. MI have keen something like this before, hut I can't tell where. By Jove! it will drive me crazy if I don't make It out. There is something ouout this envelope that is familiar, but it eludes me like the memory of a night mare. But I'll get It after awmie. Leave me, you and your man. 111 walk back alone. I want to tussle with the thing. I shall see you as soon as I come to any conclusion." BY WILL N. HARDEN. (Copyright 1896. ty J. B. Llpplncott Co. CHAPTER, XIII. COXTIXUED. "We want to find a certain blue en velone. Matthews." the detective beeran. "It was thrown into this basket by Mr. Strong about a month ago. can you 1 - "I don't know, sir. I have been cmp tyin everythln of that kind in the cel lar. I k(n all the miners In one barrel and all the rnirs in another, and a junk ahop man comes ever now and then " "And frives vou a little aomethlncr for keeping the atuff for him," interrupted Hendricks. "Yes, sir," the servant nodded. "Has he been here lately?" "Just a day or so before the murder, tir. I remember "Could tou take Mr. Whidbv and mv self to his place?" said the detective. "We might be in time to keep our bit of evidence from being made up into new tianor." "Yes, sir, without any trouble. Ille thop is on First street, under the bridge. It is a pretty tough place, sir, but wo can take the cars and get down quicK enourrh." "I see I urn to be of no further assis tance." Jested Miss Delmar. "I didn't quite think you would care to soil vour skirts in a rncman's ahop," replied the detective. "But as soon as we get a clew, Mr. Whldby may bring the news to you. We'd better be going, Hendricks and Matthews started out at once. Whldby lingered in the draw ing-room with Miss Delmar. "If vou have the time, you might stay here until we return," said Whiflby. I nm sure we shan't be Jong." "I'll waltanhour.any way," the young lady promised. I am dying to Know if you accomplish anything. But run on; they are waiting for you, and here crime the car." In ten minutes the three men bad reached the bridge spanning the murky liver and were entering mo snopinui M bv Matthews. "We must tell him exactly what we xvnnt." Hendricks whispered to Whidby nt the door. "He hasn't a very honest face, and if bethinks we have lost some thing of Intrinsic value he may tell us n lot of lies. Usually they do all they can nt.l a detective." Ah T see." answered Whldby. "I should have blundered there If I bad lrin nlnne." The dealer, a little Jew, with a very crafty face, came from behind a coun ter piled up high with sacks of rags and paper. "What can I do for you, gentlemen? V indeed. In a few words Hendricks explained xvhnt thv were searching for. "Ah! and you w ant to catch him, eh? Well, I hope you can, sam ineuew. "I think I know the bags I got from ,w Thev ore un in the loft. I will throw them down, and you can look through them here. "You are very good," sai l Hendricks; "that's exactly what we want." The Jew ran up a ladder through a linln In the ccilnrr. and in a moment three socks filled with old paper tum bled down at their feet. Hendricks pointed to a clean place on the floor, and said to Matthews: "Shake them out." Matthews emptied one of the bags In a heap, and Whidby bent over it. "No doubt about the stulT being from honsf." he said. "Here is a note nd- ,iri.ioi to me. and there ore some old bills of uncle's." But after five min- reh he declared he saw no en hleh looked like the one he had in mind. The second log was c arched without success. but the third had hard ly been opened before Whldby picked up a large, square envelope. this must be it." he said. "You are right; it matches the color ihn nnner. Thcv must have cone together," replied the detective; and he the ease of his watch nnd held the corner of the en elope down to the front of the tiny V)lL "We arc oil right so far." Hendricks walked to the front of the hop alone, studying, with a wrinkled brow, the envelope. Whldby ralJ tho Jew for his trouble, and then Joined him. . "Can you make anything out of Itv he asked. "Vot Masted thing," replied Hen dricks "I ojalbd in New York. CHAPTER XIV. Half on hour afterwords the detec tive arrived at his hotel, and wvnt up to his room. His face still wore a look of deep perplexity. He aat down at a window and stared at the envelope steadily for ten minutes. Then there was a rap at the door. Itw as a servant, to say thatCapt. Welsh was downstairs, and that he was anxious to see-him. "Send him un." said Hendricks, and he put the envelope into his pocket. He picked up a newspajwr two or three days old, and was bidden behind it when the captain rapped. "Come in," the detective called out. "I am sorry to disturb you," began Welsh, "but the truth is we are making I so little headway that the mayors peo ple are showing o good deal of Impa tience. Mrs. Koundlree says we are entirely too slow, and she is laying it all on me and my men. The mayor himself has Just left my office. Of course, I could not tell him what you auioctcd about his daughter, and "I should think not, captain, since you yourself don't know what I do or do not suspect." And Hendricks threw his paper on the floor. "Of course, of course; but aren't you really going nny further with your in vestigations up there I thought wnen I told you that I spent the night in iront of the house, and saw her come out and secure the revolver from the grass, thnt M Hendricks broke into a low laugh, bent forward and rubbed his hands be tween his knees. , "You didn't see me, captain, that night. We were both a pretty pair of fools. I recognized you In the flaming di&k of your cigar a block away. You looked like a head-light, and 1 made ror you as soon ns I turned trie cornr. I knew the gate must be near w here you stood." "What do you mean?" cried Welsh, in surprise. "I was In Mrs. Walters' room from half-past nine till ten o'clock that night nnd made n thorough examination of her belongings." "Why, I was on watch at that time! You could not have gone In nt the front, nnd my men were In the rear. Hendricks smiled broadly. I never go In nt a back gate 11 1 can help it. I wos the driver of the cab that took the mayor home from ms office that night. I overheard him ask the fellow to wait for him. I called tho man into a barroom, explained vho I was. promised him live dollars, ex changed coats and hats with him nnd took his cab. Of course, I wore my whiskers. I would not be without them when I iro drivlncr on cool nights. I catch cold easily, and they protect my throat. "I nulled un when you waved mo down to tell tiie mayor you were watch- fnc li s houRe personally, on account 01 your special interest in his family, and that you would see to It tnat uiey were not disturbed through tnc nigni.. When the mayor got out at the side door of his hou-so I took my fare, ex plained that a piece of my heirnoss had given wny nnd was tinkering wun a st ran tinder tho belly of the horse when the mavor went in to his supper. Then I ran my rig out of sight behind n sort of woodshed and went up tho bacK stairs to Mrs. Walters' room. 1 Knew it bv her dresses In the closets." "What were you looking for?" Books, ch eflv. I hail found out thai she had purchased a box of them. In New York the other day and I wanted to see them. I thought they might be treatises on hypnotism and things In that outlandish line; but they were only modern yellow-backed novels, transla tions of Emile daboriau nnd detective stories bv Doyle and Anna K. Green. They iut mo on a new scent. A new light broke on me. I felt like a fool. 1 went down, got on my cab and drove off like mnd. I passed you nt the carriago gate and osked you the time. You told me, nnd I said I bad to catch a train and whipped up my horse. I remember. hat a uiameo 1001 1 ... . . ... 1 n t. was!" said WClsli, wun a tiecp numi. "What did you do next?" "Turned the cab over to us owner and went and had a private talk with the family physician or the i.ouniurces. After that, to uso slang, 1 kicked my self soundlv. and in 0 minutes was dogging the footsteps of the distin guished stranger of whom 1 spoke to you. "But don't you think Mrs. tuners had anything to do with tho murder?" nkcd Welsh. "Nothing at all. Here it Is In a nut shell: She will be a mother in about three months. In her condition she Is iltvnvs nueerlv Imarinathe and deceit ful. She lost a child a year ogo in cnim blrth, nnd for several months beforo It was born she almost ran her family wild with her strange fancies. She has been readlnir sensational literature for a long time, and when that murder oc curred and her father offered a reward for the rapture of the criminal it struck her that the murderer would W apt to resent it. She tried to rouse the fears of her father nnd huslmnd on this line, but, as they failed to fee it her way, fhe determined to make thcra do so. She Invented the, yarn about having seen a man on the lawn the nlcrht h astonished them by going to the gntc with her husband's revolver, nnd, fol lowing the murderer's idea of using a typewriter, she wrote the threatening letter to her father ona enjoyeu iae ex citement it caused. Later, fearing that some one would see through her little deception, she determined to make the circumstances more convincing. The detective stories she had read gave her tb idea of pretending to be shot at. A I have shown you, she dampened the clay with the watering can, made the footmarks by wearing her father's tdippers, shot a hole through her sleeve, hid the revolver in the grass and has had a lot of fun out of our careful in vestigations. If she had dreamt, how ever, that she herself would be suspect ed of that murder she would have shown the white feather long ago." "What are you going to do now?" asked Welsh, completely crestfallen. "I am on quite another line, and am at a standstill. I hardly know what I I shall do." "Can I aid vou In any way?" "I think not, now. I shall come round as soon as I find out anything tangible." CHAPTER XV. The next morning at nine o'clock Miss Delmar called at Whidby'a. "I have had to run for it," she said, laughingly, as the young man came into the drawing-room. "I had to give papa the slip. He heard that I waa out all day yesterday and demanded an ex planation. Of course, I refused to tell him anything, and he ordered me not to show myself out of doors to-day. But when I got the telegram from Mr. Hendricks to meet him here at nine I slipped out at the back gate and have run nearly all the way." Whidby drew her to him ami kissed her. "You were bound to pull me out of this hole," he said. "A week ogo I was r.esriy crazy with forebodings, but now I really enjoy It." I nm sure I do, almost," she laughed. "I wonder If Mr. Hendricks can have discovered anything more? Here he comes now. I heard the gate click. Let me admit him." She went to the door, and in a mo ment entered with the detective. "He know s something new," she said, laughingly, to her lover. "I can see it in his eyes." "You certainly don't seem so per plexed as you did when I left you yester day," said Whldby.oa he cordially shook hands. A little nearer, that'H all," was the reply of tho detective, as he pat down and took out the envelope they bad found at the shop of the rag dealer. "You know," he went on to Whldby, mmt e-rervthlnr. I had written the nons ber of my room. Well, in a few day it waa returned to me marked: 'Not De livered This at once excited a suspicion that something was wrong that some de signing person, for reasons of his own, had tricked me into betraying my whereabouts. The telegram had not been returned. That showed that some one at 234 Union street, Brooklyn, bad received It and signed for it in due form, or I should have been advised of his failure to do so by the telegraph ofllce here. The letter addressed in the same way had been returned. That proved that Frederick Champney either was not there or wanted me to think he was not, and my curiosity was roused. But, as your case w aa Just then becom ing more interesting, I put the letter away for safe keeping, along with the note to my mother, to take up ogaln when I was more at leisure, and dis missed them from my mind. However, as I said just now, there w as something atrane-elv familiar obout the envelope we found nt the racrshon vesterdav. and I could not for the life of me tell what it could be. It was not until I had left you and reached my hotel last night that I found out. It was simply the large capital I) in the center of the New York tmstmark. for It corresponded ex actly w Ith the big D in the postmark of the letter my mother had received. You smile. You think that a very little thing. Well, so it was; but wait. The T) Indicated the station at which the letters were posted; they had both been mailed in the same postal district. I know that much, you see, as a starter; but I was not satisfied. I was sure the two envelopes held a letter clew be tween them, nnd I was bound to have it. I "I lav awake half the nlirht. thinking. thinking, till I got so wrought up I FOR SUNDAY READING. A WOMAN'5 PRAYER. c t m-hn knowfit every need of mine. Help me to lAr eacn cross, anu nui n- ttln! Orant me fresh courage every day, Help me to do my wora aiway Without complaint: O Lord. Thou knowest well how dark the way, rin 1.1 a Thou my footsteps, lest they stray; Give me fresh faith for every hour, Lest I should ever ooudi 1 ny power, Ana msae compiainu Olve me a heart, O Lord, strong to endure, Help me to keep It simple, pure; Make me unseMsh, helpful, true In every act whate'er 1 do, And keep contenii Help me to do my woman's share. Make me courageous, strong 10 or Sunshine or shadow In my life; Sustain me In the dally strife To keep contentl Anna li. Baldwin, in Ladles' Home Jour nal. PETTY ANNOYANCES. could not reason loiricallv at all. knew thnt would do no one any rood, so I banished thouchts of nil kinds, and was getting Into a drowsy state, in fact was almost dropping oil, w hen sudden Iv an idea popped into my brain. "I snranc un. lit the cas. and with mv magnlfying-glass examined the letter which had Wen returned to me from New York marked: 'Not Bellevcred. What do vou suppose I discovered? My letter had been steamed and carefully opened. tTO BE CONTINUED. IT RANG THE BELL. He picked p a newspaper end was klddea ee hind It. "I Bald yesterday that there was some thing familiar about this envelope that I couldn't make out. Well, last night, as I was studying over it, this large I) in the center of the postmark suddenly recalled on Incident to my mind, nnd I must rclato it to you, so that you can follow a certain chain of circumstances In which I am interested nnd which may lead us to something definite. "Three days after I had been detained down here by the murder, my mother, who lives with me in New 1 ork, received a letter. Here It is. I will read It to you: Tear Madam " 'An Important business matter makes It necessary to wire your son, Mr. Mlnanl Hendricks, at onee. He and I are friends, T , ova mlanml him round town lately. I was tol 1 at his club that ho had left the city. If you will kindly send his address to me, I shall bo greatly obliged. I am, dear madam, " 'Very sincerely yours, " 'FRKDliniCK CHAMrNKT. " '231 Union atret. Drooklyn.' "There seems to be nothing remarka ble about the note. Do you think there Is?" asked Hendricks, when he had fin ished. "Not that I can see," said Miss Delmar, deeply interested. "Kathcr a lold thine to do. If the fel low that wrote it wanted to sUer clear of you, I should think," Whldby re marked. "Tho bold things arc the very ones we ore less likely to suspect, as a rule," said the detective. "But I haven't told you how it came Into my hands. My mother, while very old and naturally unsuspicious, has learned a good deal of caution from me, especially where anything jiertains In the slightest to my profession; so she did not reply to the note but sent it down here to me. I fell readily Into the trap set for her. I could remember no one by tin- name of Champney, but I flattered myself it w as one who knew me better than I did him; so. thinklnc that mv mother's tautlon In not replying to the note hail perhaps caused tho writer some Inconvenience, I wired my address, and at the same time wrote a cordial note of explana tion and apology, w hich I mailed to the address given. "The matter might then- have escaped my memory, If the note had not left a Rort of unensv Impression on my mind that I might suddenly le called to New York, nnd, ns I was deeply Interested In this rnKC, I dreaded Interruption. It was this frame of mind that caused a very trifling circumstance to bring bak the whole thing to me. "The letter of apology uhlch I had Fcnt after the telegram happened to be put in an envelope bearing the business card of my hotel In this city, under which, l eing rath' methodical in al- IIow an Earthquake Warn Announced In Italy. A writer sojourning in an Italian city tells how an earthquako announced it lf: Late one evening Isolctta and Cater ina rushed In upon us in terrified excite ment ns we sat reading by the light of an oil lamp In the "yellow room;" their face were of the whiteness of paper, and their eyes had a wild expression of fear. "Signora, w hat Is tlio matter? Every bell in thJ house is ringing. Maria Sanc tisima, w hat will become of us!" I must explain tliat the bells were of the old-fa-shloned variety, which hang on w ires nnd are pulled by a lcll rope. "Per carlta, signora, come and see what has happened." Tlney were, so much In earneetthat, to calm their fears, we went into the hall. There wrre tho ten bells hung in a row and ringing as though the furies were at the other end of the rope! Kinging of their own accord, apparently, or at least pulled by no visible hand. Of a sudden wx became, nwaro that the floors were trembling, the wall were shaking. The whole building moved on its foundations; it swayed from s ide to side, at first siighlly, then further and further, with a slow, rhyth mic motion, full or grace nnu majesty; but we could realize no seuaation be yond sickening terror. Tt wilh an ea rthnuake. The motion lasted a few seconds, then ceased grad imllr H.nl It continued three seconds longer tho tall obelisks, the beautiful eamiKinili, would have fallen.- N. Y. Tribune. A IX May Made Noble la Spite of Many Trifles. The -nettv annoyances of life consti tute a very formidable moss, if one chooses to dwell upon and remember them. They are curiously combined w ith the most delicate pleasures, as uie thoru is set on the same stem w ith tbe rose. Those who have the highest qual ity of receptivity and are mof.i sensi tive to the finer deliirht are the elect victims of the Imperfections, the dis sonances and the mau grievances mai beset the wav of the aspiring and trie path of -the ardent. No one, however well poised, can be entirely indifferent to the stings and discomfort or uiese minor troubles; but the healthy nature will keep them well below the horizon of habitual thought. A man is strong In the degree In which he is able to subordinate the minor to the major con cerns of life, and fruitful In the degree in which he "pushes aside petty obsta cles and keeps to his path, not only with fidelity but with delight. The good traveler does not miss the chance of beautiful scenery because his compan ions of the hour are pot of his kind, nor does he suffer a bad cup of coffee to overshadow a day which brings him to the shrines of history or literature. . statesman does not yield his measure because he is. surrounded by scoffers and triflers. The man of religious con viction does not suffer his faith to bo clouded because churches ore such Im perfect administrators of the spirit ual Interests of society. The artist Is not plunged Into melancholy because paints and brush are often so obstinate and unsympathetic to his hand; nor does the sculptor despair of his vision because stone is hard and dust and dirt enveloo him. The writer does not turn aside from his work because language e-uards Its felicities and melodies wun such persistence; nor does his Imagina tion lose its freshness because the use of the ren Involves such drudirery. Lvery fine achievement Is beset with difficul ties: it is only the ardent lover who bursts through the hedge of thorns and awakens the princess. No little char acter of the uterner sort is wrougni oui of the overcoming of small difficulties and the patient bearing of petty annoy ances. And the supreme work of living frcelv. lovouslv nnd Xrultruiiy is ac complished by those only who know how to ignore trifles, to endure minor discomforts nnd to make the day nonie In spite of the annoyances which are set about like thorns. N. Y. Outlook. SABBATH REST. A Doty Fennded on Lofi to Doth Codt and Man. The Ten Commandments, as wrlttea on the two tables of stone, and pre served in tho ark, were probably all very short. The specifications and tho reasons attached to them are amplifica tions added in writing tho books of Exodus and Deuteronomy. This op peara beyond question by a comparison, of the Fourth Commandment as given in these two accounts of the giving of the law at SInal. The primarj' command is the same irt both cases; It Is "Kemember" or "Ob serve" "the Sabbath day to keep It holy." The specifications are tho same, the son, the daughter, tho catthi and tho stranger; all were to rest from work. But the reasons differ. In Kxodus it reads: "For in six days tho Lord mad Heaven and earth, the sea and all that In them Is; wherefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath day and hallowed it." The reason In Deuteronomy Is quite different: "That thy man servant and thy maid servant may rest as well as thou. And thou shalt remember that thou wast a servant In the land of Bgypt, and the Lord thy God brought thee out thence by a mighty hand and by a stretched out arm; therefore the I-ord thy God commanded thee to keep the Sabbath day." , ' Tho difference letween the two is this, that one looks Godward, and the other manward; the one has a Divine outlook, while tho other is completely humanitarian. Both command rest for A Vevr Words Aloa Toads. A toad's eyes aro the only tilings in rature which could not be represented without using gold. As to toads being poisonous, as the Trench teasants say, or making warts, as some old people tell us, that is pure l.onsense. Their tongues are as curious ns their eves are beautiful. The root of tho tonguo is Just behind the under lip nnd folds backward, hen .Mr. ioai sees a fly he darts his long and active tonguo out so quickly that It Is hard to seo him do it, anil Jerks the ny onve down his w ide gullet. How munv of my Merry Timers can tell me in what play Shakespearospeaks of the toad, and quote the passage in which he does soV Ietroit k ree rress. Artful Liar. Count Saint Germain, who oppearcd In Paris in the reign of Louis A . and nroteinled to Iks tiosseswul of the elixir of life, Jiad a valet who was ulmostos p-rcat cus his master in the ort of lying. Once, when the count was describing nt a dinner party 0 clrcumstanco w hich neeurrml at the court of "his friend King Klchard I. of Knglar.il." he op needed to his servant for tlio confirma tion of his sUrry, w Ito, with the greatest composure, replied: "You fcirget, sir, I have only been 00 venrs in vour Hcrvioe. True" said Lis master, musingly, j"it was a little beforo your time." Household Words. Aa Anatomical Cariosity. Browne Of course Jones 1ms hit faults, but his heart is on the right aide. Towne No wonder ho died. N. Y. Journal. How many times we have missed getting rich by not following rome body s advice. In the winter months a child prows only one-fifth as much an it doe la , June and Jul. CHOICE SELECTIONS. No right thing Is impossible. Kam's Horn. Hoi has tho four seasons in a day. Chicago Standard. The voice of tho Lord is to the indi vidual. Saul's companions saw tho light, but did not hear tho voice United Drcsbj-terlan. Our douht are traitors And make us lono the g-ood we oft might win Uy fearlntr to attempt. -All the doors that lead Inward Into the secret places of the Most High are doors out ward out of self, out of small- ness, out of w rong. George Macdonald. You mav be a double man In spite of yourself, but you cannot lo a double mnn bv agreement: the oui is capa ble of only one allegiance. Christopher G. Hazard. Choice and service the? were de manded of tho Israelites, these are de manded of you, these only. Choice nnd rvlt-ein these aro the whole of life. Mork Hopkins; D. D. Tullevnind wild that a blunder was worhe than a crime. Tho guilt of the blunderer Is not ns great as that of the criminal, but he may do as much harm. Kev. C. W. Gullette. Tim firm "lnve " oauscd In the New Testament, Is the generic expression for the sum of all benevolence. It Is the all-Including symbol for the whole content of man s duty to man. Jiev. A. A. Berle. When It is a duty to do a thing, it ought to be done, whether it can be done or not. Simply because a duty is ImposJble Is no excuse for refusing to do it. A large sJinre of a man's lt work In life consists Iru accomplishing the Impossible when It must be done. 8. S. Times. Illranedneaa of Giving-. That saying of our Lord, recorded by the. Aiostlo Paul "It Is more blcswd U give than, to receive" docs not apply alone to the giving of money, l'eter hod neither silver nor gold, but he gave te the lame man something which money could not buy. Any man wortnj of the name desires to be of smn tw in the world ; he wants to do some-thing for God's glory nnd humanity's good. N. Y. Ol crier. KnnohllnK mlth. There is nothing faith canrot mnke noble v.lien It touches It. You need not say I want to get oway from my daily business or from my domestic concerns in order to show my faith. No. r.o, ?np w here you are nnd show it. D. L. Moody. . ... man nnd beast; but one says thatthl rest is enjoined becauso God rested on ' the seventh day from the six days' work of creation, nnd that the Sabbath com memorates this rest and makes it tho example for man; tho other declares that servants and slaves, under the will of a master, who cannot command their times of rest, must be cared for, and have a regular rest day provided for them; and that tho people of Israel . must remember, even the richest of them, their nobles and kings, that they served with rigor in Bgypt, where no ' rest was allowed them. We sometimes distinguish between the two tables of tho law, as If one con tained duties to superiors, to our Hearerdy Pexrt and our earthly pa rents, while tho ot!er has to do with duties to our fellow man. But tho Deuteronomy version of the Fourth Commandment, which Is of equal au thority with that In Exodus, shows u that this distinction cannot be sharply drawn; or may wo say, rather, that God Identifies Himself with the humblest, even aa Jesus Identified Himself with the least of Ills disciples; and that on nfTensc niranlst the meanest day lalorer or household drudge Is an offenso ngnlnst God? It may bo n relief to some who have been troubled by tho Idea that God wrote on tho table of stone, with His own finger, an account of the creation in six literal days, to discover w hat care ful readers have long known, that tho comment was no part of the original commandment; but the chief lesson to bo drawn from the comparison of tho two versions Is the very same which our Lord taught when Ho declared: "Tho Sabbath was made for man, not mnn for the Sabbath." The Fourth Commandment Is tho worklngman'a palladium, his best defense ngainst op presHlon, and was so intended from the first. Masters, employers, can take rest w hen they please; rest must also be pro vided, both by law and religion, for those whom constant enforced labor would otherwise imbrute. Every pro vision to guard ngainst excessive hours of luW on the week day Is In tho very Ki.lrlt. nf this commandment. We nro to maintain a rest day equally out of honor to God, according to Exodus, and out of mercy to man, according to Deuteronomy. The two versions glvo us Illustrated, in concrete duty, tho double command of love to both God nnd man, on which our Lord tells us hang tho law nnd the prophets. "That thy man servant and thy maid servant may rest as well as thou." How this purpose and command of God con demns tho lieartlessness, too often the brutality, of masters of industry nnd mistresses of households! For tho workman's sako the wheels and tho hammers ami tho plows must cease to move on the day of rest. For the sake of the servant girl, the slave woman, the spinning and the w caving nnd the cook Incr prn tn cense on the Sabbath day. Men may doubt whether an old Jewish law Is binding now on Christmas, nnd they may declare that the world wns not made in six days; but the reason of hu manity will never grow obsolete, "that thy man servant and thy maid servant may rest as well as thou." N. Y. Inde I'urlflera of Life. There arc some men and some women in whoso company w e arc always at our best. While with them w eennnot think menu, thoughts or Meak ungenerous words. Their mero presence Is eleva tion, purification, sanctity, ah uie oesi stops in our nature are drawn out by their Jncrcourse, nnd we nnu u uumu r. nnr .ut thnt w as never there before. I Suppose that Influence prolonged through a month, a jvar, uieumc, and what could not life lecome. Here, even oi the common plane of life, talk ing our language, walking our street, working side by side, am snnetlfiers of souls; here, breathing through common clay, Is Heaven; here, energies charged. even though a temporal medium, -win the virtue of regeneration. If to live with mea diluted to the millionth de gree with tho virtue of tbe highest can exalt and purify tho nature, what bounds can be set to the Influence of Christ? Frof. Dnimmond. llrvrlsHnn of t herecter. r.rent occasion do not make heroes or cowards; they simply unveil them to the eyes of mm. Mlcntiy nnu imper ceptibly, ns we wake or sleep, we grow nnd wax strong, we gTow ana wnx weak; and nt last some crisis shows 11 what wo have become. Cocon Wr?fc