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THE YAL.E EXPOSITOR FRIDAY, DEC. 20, 1907.
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SYNOPSIS.
A l.'ia "limont of the Elfchtoer-th ln
f.mlrv Irmii 1'ort I 'M tivitw irupp'il liy
IiuILuim lr a narrow joii; Amm. tlicm
is 11 i ranker wli lntroliiors lihuxlf I y
tin- nuinc of Hampton, tilso G'Pls th
pout tr:nir, anI his daughter. Gilli.s ami
n majority of tlx" soMii rs an- kill.-ii ilur
invr a three days' Klejre. Ilnmptnn and
tin- uirl onty i-sffipi' from I In Indians.
Tiny fall exhausted on the plains. A
eomp-iny of tin Seventh cavalry, Lieut.
Urant in enriiinitid. ti ml them. Il impton
ami (In- Kill itop ut tin- Miners' Home in
illencaid. Mis. I nifty, prop) i i iv.s. Hamil
ton talks the future over with M tH i:l
lis the Ki.l. She shows him h r moth
er's, picture and tells him what she can
of her pareiitaKe ami life. They decide
.die shall live with Mrs. Ilcrndon. Naid.i
the Kid rims away from .Mis. ll.rndon's
and rejoins Hampton. He induces her to
K' h.ie'.c, and to have nothing more to do
with him. Hampton plays his last atne
of card. He nnnol.ii" es in I Jed t-I.iviu
that he has )U. and then haves (11. n
eahl. Miss I'lim-he Speiv t r arrives In
;iemaid to teach lis l'nt school. Miss
Spencer mots Nalda, Kev. Wynkoop,
etc. She huanls nt Mrs. II rndonV
Naid.i. iitnl Llrut. Urant aain meet with
out his knowing who she is. She ititVtnin
Mm of the conilnu I'.aclnlor Hub hull in
honor of Miss Spencer.
CHAPTER XIII.
Silent Murphy.
Piant sprang forward, all div lt re
garding this young woman instantly
dissipated by those final words of mis
chievous mockery. She had been play
ing with him as unconcernedly as if
he were a mere toy -sunt for her
amusement and his pride was stunt;.
Hut pursuit proved useless. Like
a phantom she had slipped awav amid
Ihe underbrush, leaving him to floun
der blindly in the labyrinth. His in
cautious foot slipped along the steep
edge of the shelving bank, and he
went down, half stumbling, half slid
ing, until he came to a sudden pause
on the brink of the little stream. The
chase was ended, and he sat tip. con
fused for the moment, and half ques
tioning the evidence of his own eyes.
A small tent, dirty and patched.
stood with its back against the slope
of earth down which he had plunged.
Its flap Hung aside revealed within a
pile of disarranged blankets, together
with some scattered articles of wear
ing apparel, while just before the
opening, his back pressed against the
supporting pole, an Inverted pipe be
tween his yellow, irregular teeth, sat
h hideous looking man. He was a
withered, dried-up fellow, whose age
was not to be guessed, having a skin
as yellow as parchment, drawn in
tight to the bones like that of a
mummy, his eyes deep sunken like
wells, and his head totally devoid of
hair, although about his lean throat
there was a copious fringe of iron-gray
beard, untrimmed and scraggy. Down
the entire side of one cheek ran a
livid scar, while his nose was turned
awry.
He sat staring at the newcomer,
unwinking, his facial expression de
void of interest, but his lingers open
ing and closing in apparent, nervous
ness. Twice his lips opened, but noth
ing except a peculiar gurgle sound is
sued from the throat, and Urant, who
by this time had attained his feet and
his self-poEsession, ventured to ad
dress him.
"Nice quiet spot for a camp," he re
marked, pleasantly, "but a bad place
for a tumble."
The sunken eyes expressed nothing,
but the throat gurgled again painfully
and finally the parted lips dropped a
detached word or two. "Plame
pretty girl that."
The lieutenant wondered how much
of their conversation this old mummy
had overheard, but he hesitated to
question him. One inquiry, however,
sprang to his surprised lips. "Do you
know her?".
"Damn sight better than any one
around here know her real name."
Urant stared incredulously. "Do you
mean to Insinuate that that young
woman is living in this community un
der an assumed one? Why, she is
scarcely more than a child! What do
you mean, man?"
The soldier's hat still rested on the
grass where it had fallen. Its military
insignia hidden.
"I guess I know what I know,"
the fellow muttered. Whats your
regiment?"
"Seventh cavalry."
The man stiffened up as If an elec
trie shock had swept through his limp
frame. "The hell! and did she
call you Urant?"
The young officer's face exhibited
his disgust, Pcyond doubt that se
questered nook was a favorite loung
1ng spot for the girl, and this disrepu
table creature had been watchin; her
for Borne sinister purpose.
"So you have been eavesdropping,
have you?" said Urant. gravely. "And
now you want to try a turn at defam
ing a woman? Well, you have come
to a poor market for the sale of such
goods. I am half inclined to throw
you bodily Into the creek. I believe
you are nothing but a common liar,
bnt I'll give you one chance you say
you know her real name. What Is it?"
The eyes of the mummy had become
spiteful. "It's none of your damn
business. I'mnot underyour orders."
"Under my orders! Of courto not;
Sut what do vou mean by thai? Who
and what are you?"
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The follow stood up, slightly hump
backed but broad of shoulder, his
arms long, his legs short and some
what bowed, his chin protruding im
pudently, ami Brant noticed an oddly
shaped black scar, as if burned there
by powder, on the back of his right
hand.
"Who am I?" he said, angrily. "I'm
Silent Murphy."
An expression of bewilderment
swept across the lieutenant's face.
"Silent Murphy! Do you claim to be
Custer's scout?"
The fellow nodded. "Heard of me
maybe?"
Urant stood staring at him, his mind
occupied with vague garrison rumors
connected with this odd personality.
The name had long been a familiar
one, and he had often had the man
pictured out before him. There could
remain no reasonable doubt of his
identity, but what was he doing there?
"Yes, I've heard of you," and his
crisp tone instinctively became that
of terse military command. "although
we have never met, for I have been
upon detached service ever since my
assignment to the regiment. I have a
troop in camp below," he pointed
down the stream, "and am in com
mand here."
The scout nodded carelessly.
"Why did you not come down there
and report your presence in this neigh
borhood to me?"
Murphy grinned unpleasantly. "Rath
er be alone no report been over
lilack Range telegraphed wait or
ders." "Do you mean you are in direct com
munication with headquarters, with
Custer?"
The man answered, with a wide
"It's None of Your Damn Busines
sweep of his long arm toward the
northwest. "Coin' to be hell out
there damn soon."
"How? Are things developing Into
a truly serious affair a real cam
paign?" "Kvery buck In the Sioux nation
is makin' fer the bad lands," and
he laughed noiselessly, his nervous
lingers gesticulating. " guess thAt
means business."
Rrant hesitated. Should he attempt
to learn more about the young girl?
Instinctively he appreciated the futil
ity of endeavoring to extract informa
tion from Murphy, and ho experienced
a degree of shame at thus seeking to
penetrate her secret. He glanced
about, seeking some way of recross-
ing the stream.
"If you require any new equipment,"
he said tersely, "we can probably sup
ply you at the camp. How do you
manage to get across here?"
Murphy, walking Rtiflly, led the way
down the steep slope, and silently
pointed out a log bridging the narrow
stream. He stood watching whllo the
officer picked his steps across, but
made no responsive motion when the
other waved his hand from the oppo
site shore, his Fallow face looking
grim and unpleasant.
The young officer marched down
the road, his mind busied with the
peculiar happenings of the morning.
ami that prospect for early active
Bervlce hinted at In the brief utter
ances of the old scout. Urant. was a
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thorough soldier, born into the service
and deeply enamored of its dangers;
yet beyond this he remained a man, &
young man, swayed by those emotions
which when at full tide sweep aside
all else appertaining to life.
His had been a lonely life since
leaving West Point and Joining his
regiment a life-passed largely among
rough men and upon the desolate
plains. For months at a time he had
known nothing of refinement, nor en
joyed social intercourse with tlie op
posite sex. Yet, beneath his mask of
impassibility, the heart continued to
beat with fierce desire, biding the time
when it should enjoy its own sweet
way. Perhaps that hour had already
dawned; certainly something new,
something inspiring, had now come to
awaken an interest unfelt before, and
leave him idly dreaming of shadowed
eyes and flushed, rounded cheeks.
He was in this mood when he over
took the Rev. Howard Wynkoop and
marked the thoughtful look upon his
pale face.
"I called at your camp," explained
Wynkoop, after the first words of
greeting had been exchanged, "as soon
as I learned you were here in com
mand, but only to discover your ab
sence. The sergeant, however, was
very courteous, and assured me there
would be no difficulty in arranging a
religious service for the men, unless
sudden orders should arrive. No
doubt I may rely on your coopera
tion." "Most certainly," was the cordial
response, "and 1 shall also permit
those desiring to attend your regular
Sunday services so long as we are sta
tioned here. How is your work pros
pering?' "There is much to encourage me.
but spiritual progress is slow, and
there are times when my faith falters
and I feel unworthy of the service iu
which I am engaged."
"A mining camp is so intensely ma
terial seven days of the week that it
must present a difficult, field for the
awakening of any religious senti
ment," confessed Hrant sympathetical
ly. "I have often wondered how you
consented to bury your talents in such
a place."
The other smiled, but with a trace
of sadness in his eyes. "I firmly be
lieve that every minister should de
vote a portion of his life to the doing
of such a work as this. It is both a
religious and a patriotic duty, and
there is a rare joy connected with it."
"Yet It was surely not joy I saw pic
tured within your face when we met;
"Y'W x?"'
. I'm Not Under Your Orders."
you were certainly troubled over ome
problem."
Wynkoop glanced up quickly, a
slight flush rising in his pale cheeks.
"Perplexing questions which must be
decided off-hand are constantly aris
ing. And Just now I scarcely know
what action to take regarding certain
applications for church membership."
Hrant laughed. "I hardly consider
myself a competent adviser In matters
of church policy," he admitted, "yet I
have always been informed that all so
desiring are to be made welcome is
religious' fellowship."
"Theoretically, yes." And the min
ister stopped still in the road, facing
his companion. "Hut this special case
presents certain peculiarities. The
applicants, as I learn from others, are
not leading lives above reproach. So
far as I know, they have never even
attended church service until last Sun
day, and I have some reason to sus
pect an ulterior motive. I am anxious
to put nothing In the way of any hon
estly Becking soul, yet I confess that
In these cases I hesitate."
"Hut your elders? Do not they share
the responsibility of passing upon
such applications?"
The flush on Mr. Wynkoop's cheeks
deepened, and his eyes fell. "Ordi
narlly, yes; but, in this case I fear
they may prove unduly harsh. I I
feel that these applications came
through the special intercession of a
certain young lady, and I am anxious
not o hdrt her feelings in any way, or
to discourage her enthusiasm."
. "Oh, I see! Would you mind telling
me the names of the two gentlemen?"
"Mr. John Moffat and Mr. William
McNeil. Unfortunately, I know wither
personally."
"And the young lady?"
"A Miss Phoebe Spencer; she has
but lately arrived from the east to
take charge of our new school a most
interesting and charming young wom
an, and she is proving of great assist
anco to me in church work."
The lieutenant cleared hU throat
and emitted a sigh of suddenly uwak
ened memory. "I fear I can offer you
n' advice, for If, as I boin to suspect,
though she sought most bravely to
avoid the Issue and dispatch me upon
a false trail, sho prove to be that
same fascinating young person 1 met
this morning, my entire sympathies
are with the gentlemen concerned. I
might even be strongly tempted to do
likewise at her solicitation."
"You? Why, you arrived only this
morning, and do you mean to say you
have met already?"
"I at least suspect as much, for
there can scarcely exist two In this
town who will fill the description. My
memory holds the vision of a fair
young face, vivacious, ever changing
in its expression, yet constantly both
piquant and innocent; a perfect wealth
of hair, a pair of serious eyes hiding
mysteries within their depths, and lips
which seem made to kiss. Tell me, is
not this a fairly drawn portrait of
your Miss Spencer?"
The minister gripped his hands ner
vously together. "Your description is
not tin just; indeed, it is quite accurate
from a mere outer point of view, yet
beneath her vivacious manner I have
found her thoughtful, and possessed of
deep spiritual yearnings. In the east
she was a communicant of the Kpisco
pal church."
Urant did not answer him at once,
lie was studying the minister's down
cast face; but when the latter finally
turned to depart, he inquired, "Do you
expect to attend the reception tc-mor-row
evening?"
Wynkoop stammered slightly. "I I
could hardly refuse tinder the circum
stances; the committee sent me an
especially urgent invitation, and I un
derstand there i to be no dancing un
til late. One cannot be too straight
laced out here."
"Oh, never mind apologizing. I see
no reason why you need hesitate to at
tend. I merely wondered if you could
procure me an Invitation."
"Did she tell you about it?"
"Well, she delicately hinted at It,
and, you know, things are pretty slow
here in a social way. She merely sug
gested that I might possibly meet her
again there."
"Of course; it is given in her honor."
"So I understood, although she
sought to deceive me Into the beliel
that she was not the lady. We met
purely by accident, you understand,
and I am desirous of a mote formal
presentation."
The minister drew in his breath
sharply, but the clasp of his extended
hand was not devoid of warmth. "1
will have a card of invltatloa sent you
at the camp. The committee will bt
very glad of your presence; only I
warn you frankly regarding the lady,
that competition will be strong."
"Oh, so far as that Is concerned 1
have not yet entered the running,
laughed Hrant, In affected careless
ness, "although I must confess my
sporting proclivities are somewhat
aroused."
He watched the minister walking
rapidly away, a short, erect figure, ap
pearing slender in his severely cut
black cloth. "Poor little chap." he
muttered, regretfully. "He's hard hit.
Still, they say all's fair in love and
war."
CHAPTER XIV.
In Honor of Miss Spencer.
Mr. Jack Moffat, president of the
Rachelor Miners' Pleasure club, had
embraced the idea of a reception for
Miss Spencer with unbounded enthu
siasm. Indeed, the earliest conception
of such an event found birth within
his fertile brain, and from the first he
determined upon making it the most
notable social function ever known In
that portion of the territory.
The large space above the Occi
dental was secured for the occasion,
the obstructing subdivisions knocked
away, an entrance constructed with an
outside stairway leading up from a va
cant lot, and the passage connecting
the saloon boarded up. Incidentally,
Mr. Moffat took occasion to announce
that if "any snoozer got drunk and
came up them stairs" he would be
thrown bodily out of a window. Mr.
McNeil, who was observing the pre
liminary proceedings with deep inter
est from a pile of lumber oppi?lte,
sarcastically intimated that under such
circumstances the attendance of club
members would be necessarily limited.
Mr. Moffat's reply it is manifestly im
possible to quote literally. Mrs. Guf
fy was employed to provide the requi
site refreshments In the palatial din
ing hall of the hotel, while Ruck Ma
son, the vigilant town marshal, popu
larly supposed to know Intimately the
face of every "rounder" In the terri
tory, agreed to collect the cards of In
vitation at the door, and bar out ob
noxious visitors.
The Invited guests arrived from the
sparsely eettled regions round about,
not a few riding for a hundred miles
over the hard trails. The majority
came early, arrayed In whatsoever ap
parel their limited wardrobos could
supply, but ready for any wild frolic.
The men outnumbered the gentler sex
five to one, but every feminine repre
sentative within a radius of about CO
miles, whose respectability could pos
s'ly pass muster before the Investiga
tions of a not too critical Invitation
committee, was present.
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, TwdD IFsurite Model:
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The beautiful creation at the left Is of figured violet tulle, made up over
white satin. It Is really very simple, but therein is Its elegance.
All the trimming consists of beautiful applique guipure, colored a deeper
shade of violet than the tulle, and a drapery of panne of the same shade
around the neck, which is fastened in front with a magnificent clasp of dia
monds. The girdle and the narrow band at the bottom of the skirt are of this
panne; the little chemisette or tucker is of white mousseline de sole and lace.
The other gown is of pale green satin. The long, half-empire skirt Is
finished at the bottom with two box-plaited flounces, and under the plaits of
the upper one is run a gold ribbon. Above these Is a wide puff of brussels
lace, finished at the top by a band of pink roses and at the bottom by a band
of guipure with crenellated edge.
The Japanese corsage is made and trimmed in the same way. The girdle
la of chine silk
Easy Method of Dyeing
Finery That Has Faded
This, the fag end of the season, is
the tlmo when white dresses or suits
of serge, henrletta and panama pre
sent, from frequent cleanings, a yel
lowed and woebegone appearance
which, if not remedied, consigns them
forthwith to the "give-away" pile. The
remedy lies in dyeing them, and the
following recipe will be found very
satisfactory:
To one tube of oil paint add .enough
gasoline to dissolve It completely.
The best way to obtain this result is
to squeeze the paint Into a small bot
tle partly filled with gasoline; let it
dissolve and shake it well. Then into
the basin pour enough gasoline to
cover entirely the article to be dyed.
Add to this enough of the mixture in
the bottle to color it the desired tint
more for darker shades, less for light
er. Dip the article repeatedly, allow
ing it to dry each time until the re
quired tint is obtained.
To select the right colored paint is
an important Item. For pinks and
reds, carmine is best, for blues marine
blue is most satisfactory, and burnt
sepia produces a beautiful woody
brown.
Not only for woolen and mixed goods
is this recipe practicable. Laces, net
waists, hose, canvas shoes and lace
hats can all be created by the same
method. Thus at very small outlay an
entire costume, shoes, hose, suit, hat
and waist, can be transformed from
dingy white to some dark shade.
Holrlen vellow is one of the new
hues.
For young girls a nun-like sim
plicity Is encouraged, both in material
and style.
There is an exquisite shimmering
gold-colorod messaline for a gown,
and to match it are dainty little cloth
of gold slippers.
In the Iirussels me6h there is a rich
gold net for gowns, and laces for
flouncing have the design- and edging
worked In gold thread.
Women's black cheviot walking
suits have full plaited skirts and
double-breasted half fitting coats with
side pockets.
Ermine and white fox will be much
used for evening and for carriage wear
on the cold days o! the coming season,
no furs outranking them in this.
The new yellow known as topaz Is
very fashionable, and is very effective
In crepe de chine.
The best gown makers are much at
variance over the wide sleeve; several
houses are still using it on several of
their models.
A handsome tailored costume made
for an autumn bride is of soft clotn.
The skirt fits closely over the hips
and trails a little.
A particularly lovely dance frock for
a young girl was of mauve silk muslin
trimmed with silver pompadour embroider.
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Various Devices Used for
Preservation of Beauty
Madame Vestrls. the celebrated
French beauty, slept every night with
her face' plastered in a paste made of
milk, oxide of zinc and corn starch, in
order to drive back the wrinkles and
keep her complexion fresh and fair.
During the reign of Empress Eu
genie, bathing in milk was practiced
by every fashionable beauty who could
afford the luxury. This custom was
carried to such an extent that there
became a great scarcity of milk for do
mestic purposes until at length the
nolice discovered that the venders
were in the habit of buying back the
milk which had been used in the bath
and selling it over again to their tea
and coffee drinking customers.
Lola Montez said the secret of pre
serving beauty lay in three simple
things, temperance, exercise and clean
liness.
A small round bath tub, invented for
the use of Marie Antoinette still bears
her name. The Dauphlnesse used in
her baths a decoction of wild thyme
and marjoram, to which was added
sea salt.
Anne Bolevn was the first of the
English queens to indulge in the lux
ury of bathing and cleanliness as we
know it. and ended the thousand years
without baths, which constitutes one
of the misfortunes of the middle age.
Mme. de la Valliere retained the
beauty of her golden hair by washing
it in rum, into which was put an in
fusion of bitter apples (colocynthis).
CHILD'S TWEED COAT.
More Stripes.
The return of stripes In the choicest
fabrics prepared for winter was
surprise to many who had looked for a
reign of plain materials after the long
use of checked, plalded and striped
ones. Even the broadcloths are out-
crossed by lines or checks or plaids,
and from them through the whole
range of fine weaves to chiffon and
other transparent textures strlpe4
fects are apparent.
I A CHRISTMAS
LESSON
Sunday School Lessonfor Dec.22. 19C7
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LESSON TEXT. Matthew 2:1-12. Mem
ory Vers- 10-12.
GOLDEN TEXT. "For unto you la
born this flny In tlie city of DavlJ a
Saviour, which la Christ the Lord." Luke
2:11.
Comment and Suggestive Thought.
The Effect of the First Christmas
Day Upon tho World. wnai ima
Power Has Accomplished. The Test
of Power. How do we know what any
.erson or thing can do? Dy what he
oh it lias done.
I look out of my study window and
see a numuer oi uiuck wnen D.iUUn
along the street. They look as "dead
as a door nail." Put every day I hear
messages coming over them from near
and from far over the telephone.
Every night I see blazing lights from
tho current passing through them.
Not long ago a man just over the way
touched one of those wires, blown
down in a gale, and he was struck
dead. I know what those wires can
do by what they have done. There
fore, I let them alone in tho street.
and I turn the switch with perfect con
fidence when I want a light.
Last summer at Niagara I de
scended 100 feet underground In the
city power house, and In a small brick
compartment, on!y a few feet square,
saw more black objects like great
rolls of iron wire. They seemed as
lifeless and innocent as coils of wire
in a store. I was told that tho power
of 70,000 to 100.000 horses resided in
those black, dull objects. How could
know? I knew by what they did. I
saw the cars moving all over the city,
and the streets and houses lighted at
night. And all the power and all the
light came from those black dynamos.
We see that with Christ came a new
era of the kingdom of heaven, with
new powers for the changing of this
world from the darkness of sin Into
the righteousness, love, peace, pros
perity, and all that makes perfect peo
ple in a perfect world. Tho progress
has been slow, but becomes more and
more rapid each century. The world
as it is to-day tells us what Christ has
done for the world.
The more Christianity, the more hap
piness; the more of all that makes the
kingdom of heaven. The blessings
lessen and sorrows multiply In propor
tion as there is less of the Christian
religion. "The new age stands as
yet half-built against the tky, "but it
is Christ that has built the new ago
thus far, and that building is rising
faster and faster each year.
There i3 a great deal of evil in the
world yet, in the best of countries, in
the best of people. Put It is evil fought
against. It is good gaining tho vic
tory slowly but surely. The very rev
elations of evil, the controversies and
conflicts, are signs that the power of
Christ is working upon tho evil, a
never-ending conflict till the good has
triumphed.
The Sun Conquering Winter. As
tronomers are thinking that the planet
Mars is inhabited. Suppose that this
winter a gentleman from Mars should
come and make you a visit, being an
utter stranger to the ways of this
world. You would show him tho clean,
white, snow-covered ground, the trees
beautiful in their branching twigs,
"the fringes of the hills," calm, cold
sunshine, no mud, no floods, but all
peaceful as death. Put you tell him
that all this is nothing to what i3 com
ing next spring the snow melted
away, the fields covered with green,
the trees bursting into leaf and flower,
the gardens radiant with color, the air
soft, with fragrance. A wonderful
transformation.
"When does spring begin?" he asks.
"About the 21st of March," you re
ply. Put when the 21st of March comes,
he finds snow and slush and mud and
fogs and east winds and bare trees,
and he exclaims, as Pliable did to
Christian when In the Slough of Des
pond, "Is this the blessedness you
were describing, the beautiful spring
you pictured to me with such enthusi
asm? Is this what your mighty sun
is doing?"
You reply, "These very things you
complain of are a proof of the power
of the sun, and of the coming of the
spring I described. By these things
we know that spring is coming. They
are a thousand times more hopeful
than the silent whiteness of winter."
We may personally feel this power
of the coming of Christ. He came to
save and change each one of us. He
calls us to accept of hlca as our king,
our leader, and our Saviour. When we
give ourselves to Christ we do not
always, though sometimes we do,
realize the greatness of the change.
When of two boys one makes his
choice to become an educated man
and the other to live a low and selfish
and sensual life, we do not always see
a great change or difference immedi
ately in the boys; but as the years
go by the difference grows greater
and greater.
Of all things discovered la the
world's history mines, treasures, new
worlds none compare with the dis
covery, each In his own experience, of
Jesus Christ.
Of all memorial days, the celebra
tion of Christmas by the giving of
gifts Is the most appropriate,, for it
celebrates God's greatest gift to each
of us and to the world. Sometimes
the custom of giving is misused, but It
is folly "to burn up the barn to get
rid of the rats."
Our best gift to God, really our only
gift. Is the gift of our hearts, our love,
our service, our devotion.