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CHAPTER XVI.
la but few minutes' tlmo after the
mcefdrat Mildred was beside Denzil,
and down upon her knees, her horse
idly wandering away. She stooped
.end placed her hand upon his heart,
1 but raited to detect the faintest beat
45ba drew her fingers across his fore
head cold and damp with the chilling
wintry wind but to her It seemed
touched 'by the cold hand of Death.
A terrible feeling took possession of
:her. Was he dead? Was he speech
rieus. deaf, blind, beyond love, Ufa,
boms, for evcrmere?
Lifting his head onto her lap ana
:pushics back the hair from hla beau
tiful forehead, she murmured to him
tenderly; almost reproachfully, half
believing the cruel 'voice he had loved
o well en earth would recall him even
from tho grave. But there was no an-.-swer.
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She looked up wildly. Would. nobody
ver come? How long they were
.bov long! And, when they did come,
-would it, perchance, be only to tell
.bcr that help was needless that he
was Indeed dead, as he appeared
.lifeless within her very arms.
Ob, to speak with him one more,
if only for a moment just for so long
as It would take to let him know how
well she loved him, and to beg on her
.liners for his forgiveness!
Why did he Ho so silent at her feet?
Surely that calm, half smilo had no
ympathy with doath. Was she never
to bar his voice again never to set)
the loving tenderness that grew in hi3
v5yes for trer alone?
Was all the world dead or Insensi
ble that none would come to her call,
while perhaps each precious moment
was bleating another chance from his
life? This thought was maddening;
.he glanced all round her, but as yet
no one was in sight. And then sho
began to cry and wring her hands.
DenziL speak to me!" she sobbed.
-"Dentil darling darling!"
"Lord Lyndon, shortly after the acci
dent had occurred, turning round In his
caddie to discover whether Miss Tre
- van ton was coming up with them, and
not seeing her, raised himself In his
stirrups to survey the ground behind,
.and beheld two horses riderless, and
something he could not discern clearly
upon the grass.
"Sir George, look!" ho called to hU
companion. "What Is It what has
happened? Can you see Mildred?
He waited for nothing more, but
putting epure to the astonished animal
tinder him, rode furiously back, leav
ing Sir George to follow him almost
.as swiftly.
And this was what they saw.
Lying apparently lifeless, with one
arm twisted under him, in that horri
ble, formless way a broken limb will
soznrtimoa take, lay Denzil Youage,
with Bliss Trevanlon holding his head
opoii her lap and smoothing back his
hair, while she moaned over him words
and entreaties that made Lyndon's
. heart rtow cold.
"Mildred!" he cried sharply, putting
tila band on her arm with the Inten
ttlon of raising her from the ground,
fetit she shook hlrrToff roughly.
"Let me alone," she said; "what have
yoi lo do with us? I loved him. Oh,
iDcnxil, my darting speak to me speak
da mc."
"What is the moaning of this?"
"Lyndon asked hoarsely.' "Trevanlon,
.yoa thould know."
Six George, who was bending over
the prostrate man, raised his eyes for
a moment.
"I suppose, as 6hc says it, it la true,"
he answered simply. "But I give you
my word of honor as a gentleman, I
-was unaware of It. All I know 'is that
cho re-fused him long before you pro
posed for her for what reason I am
as Ignorant as yourself. It has been
her own secret from first to last"
Aa Kir George spoke, Mildred looked
tip for the first time.
"Is ho dead?" she asked with terri
ble calmness.
"No, no I hope not; a broken arm
seldom kills," answered her father,
hurrWIy, drawing the broken limb
from beneath tho wounded man with
treat gentleness. "Lyndon, the bran
dy." Lyndon, who was almost as white as
Denrfl at tho moment, resolutely put
tins his own grievances behind hira'
for the Ume being, knelt down beside
Sir George, and, giving him his flask,
-lxgan to hela In the task of rcsuscl--tatlon.
"How will it fce?' he asked in a
whisper.
"I cannot tell," answered Sir George;
""we can only( hope for the best. Hut
I don't like -the look on the poor lad's
face. I have seen such a look before.
"Do you remember little Tolly Stuart of
the Guards? I was on tho ground when
& was killed very much In the same
manner and saw him lying-there with
Just that eort of strange, calm, half
m!!o upon bis face as though defying
death. lint he was stono dead at the
time, por boy."
"How shall we get him home?
.uked Lyndon. "I wish some doctor
ouldf bo found to see him. Wat not
Slabber on. the field this morning?"
"Yew, but was called oft early la the
-tfay, I think."
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"His heart!" cried Miss Trevanlon,
suddenly. "His heart! It's beating!"
She raised her eyes to her father's
as she gave utterance to the sweet
words, and Lyndon saw all the glorious
light of the hope that had kindled In
them. Her white Angers were pressed
closely against Denzil's chest; her
breath was coming and going raptur
ously at quick, short Intervals; her
whole face was full of passionate," glad
expectation.
"So It 13," said Sir George, excitedly.
"Lyndon, more brandy."
So life, struggling slowly back into
Denzil's frame, began its swift course
once more for him; while for Lyndon,
turning away sick at heart and misera
ble, Its Joys and promises were but a3
rotten fruit, ending in bitterness and
mockery.
CHAPTER XVII.
It was late the same evening, and
Mildred sitting In her mother's room,
with one hand clasped in Lady Caro
line's, was gazing idly Into the Are,
seeming pale and dejected in the rea
light of the flame, that ever and anon
blazed up and sunk, and almost died,
and brightened up again. Yet in her
heart there was a great well of thank
fulness, of Joy unutterable for had
not the doctor, fully an hour before,
declared Denzil out of any immediate
danger?
Up to that moment Miss Trevanlon
had remained in her own apartment,
not caring to encounter the gaze of
curious observers now walking fever
ishly backward and forward with un
spoken prayers wit' ' i her breast, now
sitting stunned and vretched, waiting
for the tidings she yet dreaded to hear.
But, when Lady Caroline camo to
tell her all wa3 well for the present,
she could say nothing; she oaly fol
lowed her mother back to her own
room where Ehe fell upon her knee3
and cried as if htr heart would break.
Suddenly the door opened and a ser
vant stood revealed.
"Lord Lyndon's compliments to
Miss Trevanlon, and he would be glad
to see her for a few mlnute3 in the
north drawing room," he said, and lin
gered for a reply.
"I will be down directly," Mildred
answered tremulously, and when he
had withdrawn turned nervously to
ward Lady Caroline. "Oh, mother,"
she said, "what can I say to him?
What must he think of me?"
"Have courage, my darling," whis
pered Lady Caroline, "and own the
truth plain speaking is ever the best
and wisest. Afterward he will forgive
you. Remember how Impatiently I
shall be waiting here for your return."
"Of course he will understand that
It is now all over between us?" Mil
dred asked, half anxiously, as sho
reached the door.
"Of course he will," said Lidy Caro
line, with a suppressed sigh. How
could she help regretting this gocd
thing that was passing away from her
daughter. "Now go, and do not keep
him In suspense any longer." "
So Mildred went; but, as she passed
the threshold of the room that con
tained Lord Lyndon, a sudden rush of
memory almost overpowered her, car
rying her back, as it did, to that other
night, a few short weeks ago, when
sho had similarly stood, but in how
different a position In the sight of the
man now standing opposite to her.
Then she had come to offer him all
that was dearest to him on earth, now
the was come to deprive him of. that
boon was standing before him, Judg
ed and condemned as having given
away that which in nowise belonged
to her.
She scarcely dared to raise her head,
but waited, shame-strlckcn, for hira
to accuse her, with eyes bent sorrow
fully downward.
"I have very little to say to you,"
said Lyndon, hoarsely, In a voice that
was strange and cold, all the youth
being gone out of it, "but I thought it
better to get It over at once to end
this farce that has been playing so
long."
No answer from Miss Trevanlon
r.o movement no sound even, beyond
a slight catching of the breath.
"Why you should have treated me
as you have i3 altogether beyond my
fathoming," he went on. "Surely I
could never have deserved it at your
hands. When I gave you that paltry
money a few weeks ago, I little
thought It was accepted as the price of
your affection. Affection! Nay, rather
toleration. Had I known it I would
have flung it Into the sea before It
should have so degraded both yourself
and me. Had you no compassion
no thought of the dreary future you
were so coldly planning out for us
both I ever striving to gain a love
that was not to be gained you per
petually remembering past days that
contained all the sweetness of your
life? There it is of small U3e my re
proaching you now; the thing Is done,
and cannot be undone. You have only
acted as hundreds of women have act
ed before you ruined one man's hap
piness completely, and very nearly
.wrecked another's, all for tho want of
a little honesty."
He made a few steps forward, as
though to pass her, but she arrested
him by laying both her hands on his
arm.
"Oh, Henry, forgive me!" she ex
claimed, with deep emotion. "You can
not leave me like this. I know I have
been bad, wicked, deceitful, in every
way, but, oh, forgive me! No do not
mistake me. I know well you would
never marry me now; and" lowering
her voice "neither could I ever marry
you, having once shown you my heart;
so there can be no misconception
about that. But If you knew every
thinghow wretched I was, how hope
less, how essential it was that the
money should be procured, how ter
rible it was to me to have to borrow
it, and how Just and right a thing It
6eemcd to give you myself in ex
change, having no other means of re
paymentyou might perhaps pity me.
Could you only have seen into my
heart, you would have read there how
real was my determination to be true
to you, to make you a good wife, and
love you eventually as well a3 I loved
that other."
She broke down here and covered
her face with her hands. And Lyndon
who had never learned the art of be
ing consistently unkind to anything,
felt his wrath and wrongs melt away
altogether, while a -choking sensation
arose in his throat.
He forgot all his own deep injuries,
and, taking the pretty golden head
between his hands, ho drew it down
upon his breast, where she began to
cry right heartily.
"Mildred, how could you do it?" he
whispered, presently, in a broken
voice. "Had you hated me you could
have' done nothing more cruel. Child,
did you never think of the conse
quences?" "I know I have behaved basely to
you," sobbed Mildred. "But I never
thought that this would be the end.
All might have turned out so different
ly, had had this day never been."
"I shall never cease to be thankful
that this day did come," he answered,
earnestly. "Better to wake from a
happy dream in time than rest uncon
scious until the waking is too late.
Bitter as it Is to lose you now, and
no one but myself can gues3 how bit
ter that is, would it not be far worse
to discover that my wife had no sym
pathy with me,, no thought akin to
mine?" He paused for a moment and
then he said, sadly, "It seems a hard
thing for me to say, but yet oh, Mil
dred, I wish we had never met!"
"Is there nothing I can do to make
it up to you?" she asked, despairing
ly. "No, there Is nothing." he answered.
regretfully; "all that could be said or
done would not obliterate the past.
You are crying still, Mildred," raising
her face, and regarding It mournfully;
"are you so very Eorry then, for your
work?. And yet a few plain words
would have prevented all this. Tell
me when returning the money, which
you -insisted on doing after your
grand-aunt's death, why did you not
then honestly speak the truth? Was
not that a good opportunity?"
"Oh, how could I do It then?" she
asked, turning away her head, with a
little shiver of distaste; "that would
have appeared so detestable in your
eyes. What! "she exclaimed, "accent
your kindness gratefully when I was
n sore need of it, and then when I
had no further want of it, throw you
off without the slightest compunction?
Surely you would have thought that
a very unworthy action?"
"Still it would have been better than
this," he answered, gloomily, begin
ning to walk slowly up and down the
room, while she stood weaving her
fingers restlessly In and out, watching
him.
Poor Mildred, the bitterness "of her
remorse Just then made half atone
ment for her sin. With a heart at
once a.ffectlonate and deeply feeling,
it was to her the intensest agony to
see Lyndon so crushed and. heart
broken, and know it was her own
handiwork.
For a few minutes there was silence
except for the faint sound of Lyndon's
footsteps as he paced heavily to and
fro on the thick carpet. At length
she could bear it no longer.
(To be continued.)
Frearhti.t for Her Iasbanl.
Wearied and' almost ready to col
lapso from overwork, Rev. Mr. Cle?g
of Tannersvillc, Pa., on a recent Sun
day evening permitted his wife to oc
cupy his pulpit, and tho congrega
tion that listened to the discourse was
greatly pleased. "Sin came Into" the
world by my sex, and it Is my duty
to get all tho Bin out of the world I
can," said Mrs. Clegg in her sermon.
Sho conducted her entire service for
her husband and her sermon was in
teresting from beginning to end. The
announcement that the minister's wife
wa3 to preach brought out a very
large congregation and late comcr3
stood two deep in the corridor. Rev.
D. W. Lccrone, tho Lutheran pastor of
the village, dismissed his evening
service' In order to hear Mrs. Clegg.
Ho was Invited to a seat on the plat
form and accepted. Pastor Clegg, who
is an Englishman, introduced his wife
to the congregation.
. limit of tlia Audibility of Bonnl.
An Interesting matter, from a scien
tific point of view, in connection with
tho death of Queen Victoria, Is tho dis
tance at which the sound of firing was
heard when the fleet saluted as the
body was conveyed from Cowes to
Portsmouth. Letters In the English
Journals of science show that the
sounds of the guns were heard In sev
eral places at a distance of eighty-four
miles, and that at a distance of sixty
miles the concussions were sufficiently
intense to shake windows and to set
cock pheasants to crowing as they do
during a thunderstorm. There ap
pears to have been but little wind to
Interfere with the propagation of the
sound. New York Post.
Of 535 Japanese university students
who were questioned as to their reli
gious beliefs no fewer than 472 called
themselves athelits. - N
TALMAOE'S SEEMON.
ENCOURAGEMENT FOR THE DlS
COURAUE.D, THE SUBJECT.
From th Test, Matthew XXV: 15 "To
Aoothar On" Th Doty and the Joy
of tb Christian I to Carry Goo.1
Cbr TaUat of rrtualoa.
(Copyright. 1901,, by Loula Klopsch. N. Y.)
Washington, June 2. This is a dis
course by Dr. Talmage for those given
to depreciate themselves and who havo
an idea that their best attempts amount
to little or nothing. Text, Matthew
xxv., 15: "To another one."
Expel first from this parable of the
talents the word "usury." It ought to
have been translated "Interest" "Usu
ry" Is finding a man In a tight placo
and compelling him to pay an unrea
sonable sum to get ofit. "Interest" la
a righteous payment for the use of
money. When the capitalist of this
parable went off from home, he gavo
to his steward certain sums of money,
wishing to have them profitably in
vested. Change also your idea as to
the value of one talent You remem
ber the capitalist gave to one of his
men for business purposes five talents,
to another two, to another one. What
a small amount to this last, you think,
and how could he be expected to do
anything with only one talent? I have
to tell you that one talent was about
57,200, eo that when my text says. "To
another one," it implies that those
who have the least have much.
Wtlnz tb Talents.
We bother ourselves a great deal
about those who are highly gifted or
-have large financial resource or exalted
official position or wide , reaching op
portunity. We are anxious that thir
wealth, their eloquence, their wit, bo
employed on the right side. Ont of
them makes a mistake, and we say.
"What an awful disaster." When one
of them devotes all hb great ability
to useful purposes, we celebrate it; we
enlarge upon it; we speak of it a
something for gratitude to God. Mean
while we give no time at all to con
sider what people are doing with their
one talent, not realizing that ten peo
ple of one talent each are quite as im
portant as one man with ten talent3.
In the one case the advantage or op
portunity Is concentrated In a single
personality, while in another it is di
vided among ten individuals. Now
what we want to do in this sermon is
to waken people of only one talent to
appreciation of their duty. Only a few
people have five talents or ten talents,
while millions have one. My short
text Is like a galvanic shock. "To an
other one."
Carry Good Chrr.
Is it a cheerful look? Carry that
look wherever you go. It must come
from a cheerful heart. It is not that
Inane smile which we sometimes Bee
which is an irritation. In other word.?,
it must be a light within us so bright
that it illumines eye, cheek, nostril
and mouth. Let ten men who ars ac
customed to walking a certain street
every day resolve' upon a cheerful
countenance as a result of a cheerful
heart, and the Influence of such a fa
cial irradiation would ba felt not only
In that street, but throughout the
town. Cheerfulness Is catching. But
a cheerful look Is exceptional. Exam
ine the first twenty faces that you meet
going through Pennsylvania avenue or
Chestnut street or Broadway or State
street or La Salle street or Euclid ave
nue, and nineteen out of tho twenty
faces havo either an anxious look cr
a severe look or a depressing look or
an avaricious look or a sneering look
or a vacant look. Here Is a mission
ary work for thoso who have trouble.
Arm yourself with gospel, comfort.
Let the God who comforted Mary and
Martha at the loss of their brother, the
God who soothed Abraham at the loss
of Sarah and the God of David, who
consoled hla bereft spirit at the loss
of his boy by saying, "I shall go to
him;" tho God who filled St Jo'.in
with doxology when an exila on barren
Patmo3 and the God who ha3 given
happiness to thousands of the bank
rupted and persecuted, filling them
with heavenly riches which were more
than tho earthly advantages that are
wiped out let that God help them.
If he takes full possession of your na
ture, then you will go down the street
a benediction lo all who see you, and
those who are In the tough places of
life and are run upon and belied and
had. their homes destroyed will tay:
"If that man can be happy, I can b?
happy. He has been through trouhlr-a
as big as mine, and he goes down the
6treet with a face in every lineament
of vhlch there are Joy and peace and
heaven. What am I groaning about?
From tho same placo that man got his
cheerfulness I can get mine. 'Why art
thou cast down, O my soul, and why
trt thou' disquieted within me?
New Kar of MlnUtora.
More people go now to church than
ever In the world's history, and tho
reason is. in all our denomination
there is a new race of ministers step
ping into the pulpits which arc not tho
apostles of humdrum. Sure enough,
we want In the Lord's army the heavy
artillery, but we want also more men
who, like Burns, a farmer at Gettys
burg, took a tnu3kct and went out on
hl own accouat to do a little shooting
different from tho other soldiers. Tho
church of God Is dying of the propria
tic3. People who In every other kind
of audience show their emotions in
their countenances in religious assem
blies while we aro discussing coming
rele'tse and tho Joys of heaven look
as doleful as though they were attend
ing their own funeral. My friends, 1J
you have the One talent of wit or hu
mor are you using it merely to mako
a few people laugh winter nights
around the stove in the corner gro
cery? Has It never occurred to you
that you have a mission to executo
with that bright faculty? Do you em
ploy it only In idle conundrum or low
farce or harlequinade or humiliating
banter? Quit that and swing that
flashing scimiter which God has put In
your hand for the slaying of sin and
the triumph of righteousness. Or ia
your talent an opportunity to set a
good example? One person doing
right uader ndverae circumstances will
accomplish more than many treatises
about what is right. The census has
never been taken of lovely old folks.
Most of us. If wo have not such a one
In our own house now, have In our
memory such a saint. We went to
those old people with all our troubles.
They wero perpetual evangelists, by
their soothing words, by their hopeful
ness of spirit, and Inexpressible help.
I cannot see how heaven could make
them any lovelier than they aro or
were. But there are exceptions. There
is a daughter In that family whoe
father is impatient and the mother
querulous. The passage of many years
does not always Improve the disposi
tion, and there are a great many dis
agreeable old folks. Some of them
forget that they were ever young
themselves, and they become untidy In
their habits and wonder how, when
their asthma or rheumatism Is so bad,
other people can laugh or sing and go
on as they do. The daughter In that
family bears all of the peevishness and
unreasonable behavior of senility
without answering back or making
any kind of complaint If you should
ask her what her five talents are or
her one talent Is, she would answer
that she has no talent at all. Greatly
mistaken is she. Her one talent Is to
forbear and treat the childishness of the
old as well as she treats the childish
ness of the young. She is no musician,
and besides there may not be a piano
In the house. She cannot skillfully
swing a croquet mallet or golf stick.
Indeed, sho seems shut up to see what
she can do with a ladle and a broom
and a brush and other household Im
plements. She Is the personification
of patience and her reward will bo as
long as heaven. Indeed, much of her
reward may be given on earth. She 13
In a rough college, from which she
may after a while graduate Into
brightest domesticity. She Is a" hero
ine, though at present she may receive
nothing but scolding and depreciation.
Her one talent of patience under trial
will do more good than many morocco
covered sermons on patience preached
today from the tasseled cushion of ths
pulpit. "To another one."
Tha Talent of Itonedty.
There is a man In business life
whose one talent Is honesty. He ha?
not tho genius or the force to organize
a company or plan what Is called a
"corner In wheat" or "a corner In
stocks" or "a corner" In anything. He
goes to business at a reasonable hour
and returns when It Is time to lock up.
Ho never gave a check for $20,000 In
all his life, but Ii3 Is known on tho
street and In tho church and In many
honorable circles as an honest man.
His word is as good as his bond. Ho
has for thirty years been referred to
as a clean, upright, Industrious, con
sistent Christian man. Ask him how
many talents he has and he will not
claim even one. He cannot mako a
speech, he cannot buy a market, ho
cannot afford an outshining equipage,
but what an example he is to the
young, what an honor to his house
hold, what a pillar to tho church of
God, what a specimen of truth and in
tegrity and all roundness of character!
Is there any comparison In usefulness
between that man with the one talent
of honesty and tho dashing operators
of themoney market, who startle the
world first with a "boom" and then
with a "slump?" I tell you that the
one man with the one talent will live a
happier life and die a more peaceful
doath and go to a better placo than
his brilliant but reckless contempor
ary. "To another one."
The chief work of the people with
many talents ito excite wonderment
and to startle and electrify the world.
What use i3 there In all that? No use
at all. 1 have not so much interest In
the on-5 man out of a million c I have
In the million. Get the great masses
of the world right and it does not
mako much difference about what the
exceptional people are doing. Have
ail the people with the one talent en
listed for God and righteousness, and
let all those with five or ten talent3
migrate to the north star or the moon,
and thi3 world would get on splendidly.
The hard working, industrious classes
of America are all right and would
give no trouble, but it is the genius
who gives up work and on a bit? salary
goes around to excite dissatisfaction
and cmbrcl'ment, the genius who quits
work and steps on the stage or politi
cal platform, eats beefsteak and quail
on toast and causes tho common labor
ers, compelled to idleness, to put their
hand3 into empty pockets, and eat
gristle and gnaw bones. The world
would be mightily improved if it could
slough off about D.000 geniuses, for
there aro moro than that on our plan
et. Then the man or woman of one
talent would take possession of the
world and rule It In a common sense
and Christian way. There" would be
less to amaze and startle, but moro to
glvo equipoise to church and state and
world. "To another one."
Tha Ttalfnt of iraaftlon.
Is your talent that of persuasion?
Mako good uso of it. Wo nil have It
to tsonie extent, yet none of ua thlnk3
of it aa a talent. But it U tfcc
mightiest cf talents: Do you know
that tl.U one. talent will fetch the
world back to God? Do you know it 13
tho mightiest talent of tha high heav
e:a? Do you know that it 13 the ore
lakntrhicfly employed by all the angels
of God when they doacend to our world
the talent of persuasion? Do you real
ize thzt the rough lumber lifted into a
cross on the hill back of Jerusalem'
was In persuasion as well as sacrifice?
That is tho only, absolutely the oaly,
persuasion that will ever Induce tho
human race to stop Its march toward'
the city of destruction and whel
around and start for the city of light,.
Now may the Lord thl3 moment show
each one of us that to a greater or
less extent we have that one talent of
persuasion and Impel us to the right
use of It. You say you cannot preach
a sermon, but cannot you persuade
someone to go and hear a sermon?
You say you cannot sing, but cannot
ycu persuade some one to go and hear
the choir chant on Christmas or Eas
ter morning? Send a bunch of flowers
to that Invalid In the hospital, with a
message about the land where the in
habitants never say "I am sick." There
Is a child of the street Invite him Into
the mission school. There Is a man
who has lost his fortune In speculation.
Instead of Jeering at his fall go and
tell him of riches that never take
wings and fly away. Buckle on that
one talent of persuasion, O man, O wo
man, and you will do a work that
heaven will celebrate 10,000 years.
Tha .Final Review.'
After the resurrection day and all
heaven Is made up, resurrected bodies
joined to ransomed souls, and the gates
which were so long open aro shut thera
may be some day when all the redeem
ed may pass In review before the great
white throne. If so, I think the hosts
passing before the King will move In
different divisions. With the first divi
sion will pass the mighty ones of earth
who were as good and useful as they
were great. In this division will pass
before tho throne all the Martin Lu
thers. the John Knoxes, the Wesleys,
the Richard Cecils, the Mlltons, tha
Chrysostom8, the Herschells, the Len
oxes, the George Peabodys, the Abbot
Lawrences, and all the consecrated
Christian men and women who were
great In literature, In law, In medicine,
in philosophy, In commerce. Their
genius never spoiled them. They were
as humble as they vere gifted or opu
lent They were great on earth and now
Ihey are great In heaven. Their sur
passing and magnificent talent3 were
all used for the world's betterment. As
they pass in review before tho King on
the great white throne to higher and
higher rewards, It makes me think of
the parable of the talents, "To another
ten." I stand and watch the other di
visions as they go by, division after di
vision, until tho largest cf all the di
visions comes In sight It is a hundred
to one, a thousand to one, ten thousand
to one, larger than the other divisions,
ft is made up of men who never did
anything but support their families
and give whatever of their limited
means they could spare for the relief
of poverty and sickness and the salva
tion of the world, mothers who took
good care cf children by example and
precept, starting thera on the road to
heaven, millions of Sabbath school
teachers who sacrificed an afternoon's
siesta for the listening class of young
Immortals, women who declined the
making of homes for themselves that
they might take care of father and
mother In the weaknesses of old age,
ministers of the gospel who on nig
gardly stipend preached in the back
woods meeting houses, souls who for
long years did nothing but suffer, yet
suffered with so much cheerful pa
tience that It became a helpful lesson
to all who heard of It; those who serv
ed God faithfully all their lives and
whose name never but once appeared
in print and that tlmo In three lines of
the death column which some survivor
paid for, sailors who perished in the
storm while trying to get the life line
out to the drowning, persecuted and
tried souls who endured without com
plaint malignity and abuse, tbose who
bad only ordinary equipment for body
and ordinary endowment of Intellect,
yet devoted all they had to holy pur
poses and spiritual achievement. As
I see this, the largest of all the di
visions, from all lands and from all
ages, pass In review before the King
on the great white throne I am re
minded of the wonderful parable of
the talents and more especially of my
text, "To another one."
COURTESYT OWARD CHILDREN,
lack of I'ollteiioit In Oar Iatercoura
with TUeni Is Injurious.
Great injury is done not only to tho
present happiness of children, but to
their future character and conduct by
lack of politeness In our Intercourse
with them. Their possessions aro
their own. How often do we forget
that? They are rldiculouos trifles;
they are worthless and In our way, yet
wo have no right to throw them out
and burn them without warning or
consultation. A sister's or an aunt'a
gentle persuasion o much to gain
pleasant consent to yielding up tho
treaHures which encumber too much
space or are laid down In Improper
places. A box or basket provided to
bold theso priceless sticks and stonea
and pnee or twice a little pleasant aid
in gathering them, and the collector
will bo gained 'over to what he sees
will surely preserve hla property and
at the same time the little fellow
will .have learned respect for
ether people's property and tho
proper way to ask leave to
touch and handle. Whilo mothers aro
busy with their often overwhelming
duties. It often happens that to an
elder sister much care of the children
who are able to amnse themselves Is
given, and here she will have a de
lightful chance to help them to ac
quire the attractive manner which la
such a help In future life, and give
them practical demonstration of the
comfort and Joy of a homo governed
by courtesy to old and young alike.
ledger Monthly.
The street car system In Manila la
lr.adequateh and It U the practice to
hire cabs whenever .one destroy to go
any distance in the city.