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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1896-12-10, Page 3It A CALL TO YOUNG MEN THEIR OPPORTUNITY, SAFETY, DE- FENSE AND DESTINY. Rev. Dr. Talmage Says a Good Home is a Mighty Defense, and So Are Industrious Habits, but Ile Insists That Religion is the Strongest of All. Washington, Nov. 29.—A resounding call goo, cut in this sernioa of Dr. Tal- mag3 It heeded, it world he revolution- ary for good. this subject is "Young .kion Challenged to Nobility" and the text Il Kings vi, 17, "And the Lord opens i the eyes of the young man." • Une morning in Dnthnn a young theo- loigcal student was soared by finding hisnself and Eli'ba the prophet, upon whom ho waited, surrounded by n whole army of enemies But venerable Elisha was u .t scared at all because he saw the mountains full of defense for him in chariots made of fire. drawn by horses of fire—a supernatural appearance that could not be seen We'll the natural eye: fib the old minister preyed that the young min- ister might see them also, and the prayer was answered, and the L 'd opened the eyes of the young roan, and he also saw the fiery procession, looking soluewhat, I suppose, like the Adirondacks or the Alleghenies in autumnal resplendence, Many young men, standing among the most tremendous realities, have their eyes half shut or entirely closed. May God grant that• my sermon may open wide your eyes to your safety, your op- portunity and your destiny! A mighty defense for a young man is a good home. Some of my hearers look back with tender satisfaction to their early hone. It inay have hoon rude and rustic, bidden among the bills and architect or uholpstnrer never planned or adorned it. But all the freauo on princely walls never looked so enticing to you as those rough hewn rafters. You can think of no park or arbor of trees planted on fashionable country seat so attractive as the plain beook that ran in front of the old farmhouse and sang under the weep. Ing willows. No barred gateway adorned with statue of bronze and swung open by obsequious porter in full dross has halt the glory of the old swing gate. Many of yon have a second dwelling place—your adopted home—that also is sacred for- ever. There yon built the first family altar. There your children were born. Ail those trees yon planted. That room is solemn because once in it. over the hot pillow, flapped the wing of death. Under that roof you expect when your work is done to lie down and die. You try with many words to tell the excellency of the place, but you fall. There is only on, word in the language that can desorite your meaning. It is home. Now, I declare it, that young' man is comparatively safe who guns into the world with a charm like this upon him. The memory of parental solicitude, watching, planning and praying will be to him a shield and a shelter. I never knew a man faithful both to his early and adopted home who at the same time was given over to any gross form of dis- sipation or wickedness He who seeks his enjoyment chiefly from outside assoola- tion rather then from the more quiet and unpreeuming pleasures of which I have spoken may be suspected to be on the broad road to ruin. Absalom despised his father's house, and you know his his- tory of sin and his death of shame. If you seem unnecessarily isolated from your kindred and former associates, is there not a room that you con call your own? Into it gather books and pictures and a harp. Have a portrreit over the mantel. -Make ungodly mirth stand back from the threshold. Consecrate some spot with the knee of prayer. By the memory of other days, a father's counsel, and a mother's love, and a sister's confidence, call it home, Another defense for a young man is industrious habits. Many young men in starting upon life in this aje expect to make their way through the world by the use of their wits rather than the to'1 of their hands. A bny now goes to the city and fella twice before he is as old as his father was when he first saw the spires of the great town. Sitting be sone office, rented at $1,060 a year, he is wait- ing for the bank to declare its dividend, or goes into the market expecting before night to be made rich by the rushing up of the stooks. But luck seemed so dull he resolved on some other tack. Perh=ps he borrowed from his employer's money drawer and forgets to put it back, or for merely the purpose of improving his pen- manship makes a copy plate of a mer- chant's signature. Never mind. A11 is right in trade. In some dark night there may come iu his dreams a vision of the penitentiary, but it soon vanishes. In a short time he will be ready to retire from the busy world, and amid his Souks and herds cultivate the domestic virtues. Then those young men who once were his schoolmates and knew no bet- ter than to engage in honest work will come with their ox teams to draw him log and with their hard hands to help heaves up his castle. This isnofancy pic- ture. It is everyday life. I shnuld not wonder if there were some rotten beams' In that beautiful palace. I should not wonder ifdire sickness should slsuite. through the young man,. or if God should pour into his oup a life draft that would thrill' him with unbearable agony; 3f his children should become to him a living enrse, making his home a pest and a disgrace. I should not wonder if he goes to a miserable grave and beyond it into the' gnashing of teeth. The way of the ungodly shall perish. My .young friends, there is no way to genuine success except through toll either of head or hand. At the battle of Crecy In '1346 the Prince of Wales, finding him- self hepvily-pressed by the enemy, sent word to his father for help. The father, watching the battle from a windmill, and seeing his son was not wounded and could gain the day if he would, sent words "No, I will not come. Let the boy win his spurs, for, if God will, I desire that this day be his with all its honors." Young man, fight your own battles all through and you shall have the victory. Oh, it is a battle worth dIIghtingl Two monarchs of old fought a duel, Charles V and Francis, and the stakee were kingdoms, Milan and Bur- gundy. You fight with sin and the stake is heaven or hell. od r f al in Ido not know that the p g Scripture would ever have been reclaimed had he not given up his idle habits and gone to feeding swine for a living. The devil does not so often attack the man who is busy with the pen, and the book, and the trowel and the saw, and the hammer. He le afraid of those weapons. Nutwoe to the man whom this roaring lion meets with his hands in his pockets. Do not demand that your toil always be elegant and clearly refined. There is a pertain amount of drudgery :through whioh we must all pass whatever ebe onr occupation. You know how men are sentenced a certain number of years to prison, and after they have suffered and worked out the time. then they are al- lowed to go free. So It is with all of us. God passed on us the sentence, "By the sweat•of thy brow shalt thou eat bread.' We must endure our time of drudgery, and then, after awhile, we will be allow- ed to go into comparative liberty. We must be willing to endure the sentence, We all know what drudgery is connected with the beginning of any trade or pro- fession, but this does not continue all onr lives, if it be the student's, or the merobant's, or the mechanic's life. I know you have at the beginning many a bard time, but after awhile those things will become easy. Your will be your own master. God's sentence will be satisfied. You will be discharged from prison. Bless God that you have a brain to think and hands to work and feet to walk with, for in your onnstant activity,' 0 young man, is one of your strongest de- fenses. Put your trust in God and do your bust. That child had it right when the horses ran away with the load of wood and he sat on it. When asked it he was frightened, he said, "No, I prayed to God and hung on like a beaver." Respect for the Sabbath will be to the young man another preservative against evil. God has thrust into the toll and fat', gue of life a recreative day when the soul fa especially to be. fed. It is no new fangled • notion of a wild brained re- former, but an institution estabtsbed at the beginning. God has made natural and moral laws so harmonious that the body as well as the soul demands this institution. Our bodies are seven day clocks that must be wound up as often as that or they will run down. Failure must come Bonner or later to the man who breaks the Sabbath. Inspiration has called it the Lord's day, and he who devotes it to the world is guilty of rob- bery. God will not let the sin go un- punished either in this world or the world to some. While the divine frown most rest neon him who tramples upon this statute, God's special favor will be upon that young man who scrupulously observes it. This day, properly observed, will throw a hallowed influnneo over all the week. The song and sermon and sanc- tuary will hold bank from presnmptuous sins. That ,young man who begins the duties of life' with either secret or open disrespect of the holy day, I venture to prophesy, will meet with no permanent successes. God's curse will fall upon his ship, his store, his office, his studio, his toady and his soul. The way of the wicked he turnetb upside down. A noble ideal and onnfident expecta- tion of approximating to it are an infal- lible defense. The artist completes in bis mind the great thought that he wishes to transfer to the canvas or the marble before he takes up the crayon or the chisel. The architect plans out the entire structure before he orders the workmen to begin, and, though there may for a long while seem to bo nothing but blun Bering and rudeness, he has in bis mind every Corinthian wreath and Gothic arch and Byzantine capital. The poet arranges the entire plot before he begins to chime the first panto of tingling rhythms. And yet, strange to say, there are mon whn attempt to build their character without knowing whether iu the end it shall bo a rude Tartar's tent or a St. .lark's of Venice—men who begin to write the in- tricate poem of their lives without know - Ing whether it shall be a Homer's "Odyssey" or a rhytnester' botch. Nine hundred and ninety-nine men out of a thousand are living without any great life plot. Booted and spurred and plumed, and urging their. swift courser in the hottest haste, ask: "Hello, man! Whither away?" His response is, "No- where. "Rush Into the busy shop or store of many a one and taking the plane out of the man's hand or laying down the yardstick, say, "What, man, is all this anout—so muoh stir and sweat." The reply will stumble and break down between teeth and lips. Every day's duty ought only to be the filling up of the main plan of existence. Let men be consistent. 11 they prefer mis- deeds to correct courses of action, then lot them draw out the design of knavery and cruelty and plunder. Let every day's falsehood and wrongdoing be added as coloring to the picture. Let bloody deeds red stripe the picture, and the clouds of a wrathful God bang down heavily over the canvas, ready to break out in clamor- ous tempest. Let the waters be chafed and froth tangled and green with im- measurable depths. Then take a torch of burning pitch and scorch into the frame the right name for it—the soul's suicide. If on entering upon sinful directions would only in his mind or on paper draw out in awful reality this dreadful future, he would recoil from it, and say, "Am I a Dante that by my own life I should write another 'Inferno?' " But if you are resolved to live a life such as God and good men will approve, do not let it be a vague dream, an indefinite determine. - tion, but in your mind or upon paper sketch it in all its minutiae: You can• not know the changes to whioh your may be subject, but you num know what al- ways will be right and always will be wrong. Let gentleness and charity and veracity and faith stand in the heart of the,aketoh, On soma still brook's bank make a lamb and lion lie down together. Draw two'or three of '.the trees of lite, not frost stricken, nor ice glazed, nor wind stripped, but with thick verdure waving like the palms of heaven. On the dark- est oloud'place the rainbow, that pillow of the dying storm. You need not print the title on the frame. The dullest will catch the design at a glance and say, "That is the road to heaven." .Ah, me! On this sea of. ,fife what innumerable ships, heavily laden and well rigged, yet seem hound for no port! Swept every whither of wind and wave, they go up by the mountains, they go down by the valleys and are at their wits' end. They sail by no chart, they watch no star, they lung for no harbor. I beg every young man to -day to draw out a sketch of what, by the grace of God, he means to be. Think no excellence so high that you cannot reach it. He who starts out in lite with a high ideal of character and faith in its attainment will find himself incased from a thou- sand temptations. There are magnificent temptations. There are magnificent pos. sibilities before eaoh of you, young men n of the stout heart,'and the buoyant step, P, and the bounding spirit. I - would mar- shal you for grand achievement. God now provides for you the field and the armor and the fortifications. Who is on the Lord's side? Many ; years ago word came to me that two inpostors, as temperance- leo- turers, had been speaking, in Ohio: ';in, various place's and giving their experience, and they told their . audience that they had long been intimate with me and had become drunkards by dining at my table, where I always had liquors of all sorts. Indignant to the last degree, I went down to Patrick Campbell, chief of Brooklyn pollee, saying that I was go Ing to start that night for Ohio to have those villains arrested, and 'wanted him to tell me how to make the . arrest. He stalled and said: "Don't waste your time by chasing these men. Go home and do your work-, and they can do you no harm." I took his counsel, and all was well. Long ago I made up my mind that if oue will put his trust in God and be faithful to duty he need not fear any evil. Have God on your side, young man, and all the combined forces of earth and bell can do you no damage. And this leads me to say that the mightiest defense for a young man is the possession of religions principle. Nothing can take the plane of it. He may have manners that would put to shame the gracefulness and courtesy of a Lord Chesterfield. Foreign languages may drop from his tongue. He inay be able to discuss literature and laws and foreign onstoms. He may wield apen of unequaled polish and power. His quick- ness and tact may qualify him for the highest salary of the counting house. He may be as sharp as Herod and as strong as Samson, with as fine looks as those which hung from Absalom. still he is not safe from contamination. The more elegant his wanner, and the more fasotnating his dress, the more peril. Satan does not caro for the allegiance of a cowardly and illiterate being. He oan- not bring bim into efficient servioe, But he loves td storm that castle of charac- ter which has in it the most spoils and treasures, It was not some crazy craft creeping along the coast with a valueless oargo that tho pirate attacked, but the ship, full winged and flageed, plying be- tween great ports, carrying its millions of specie. 'The more your natural and acquired accomplishments, the more need of the religion of -Jesus. That does not out in upon or hack up and smoothness of disposition or behavior. It gives symmetry. It arrests that in the soul whioh ought to be arrested and propels Chet which ought to be propelled. It fills up the gulleys. It elevates and transforms. To beauty it gives more beauty, to tact more taot, to enthusiasm of nature more enthusiasm. You may now have enough strength at character to repel the various tempta- tions to gross wieked»ass which assail you, but I do not know in what strait you may be thrust at some future time. Nothing short of the grace of the cross may then bo able to deliver you from the lions. You are not meeker than Moses, nor holier than David, nor more patient than Job, and you ought not to cnnsider yourself invulnerable. You may have some weak point of character that you have never nils ered, and in some hour when you are uspeoting the Philis- tines will bo upu thee, Samson. Trust not in your good habits, or your early training, or your pride of nharaoter— nothing short of the arm of Almighty God will be sufficient to uphold you. You look forward to the world sometimes with a chilling despondency.. Cheer up. I will tell you how you may make a "fortune. "Seek first the kingdom of God and his righteoasnees, and nil other things shall be added unto you," I know you do not want to be mean in this matter. Give God the freshness of your life. You will not have the heart to drink down the brimming oup of life and then pour the dregs on God's altar. To a Saviour so infinitely generous you have not the heart to act like that. That is not brave. That isnot honorable, That is not manly. Your greatest want in all the world is a new heart. In God's name I tell you that. And the Blessed Spirit presses through the solemnities and privi- leges of this holy bour. Put the oup of life eternal to your thirsty lips. Tbrnst it not back. Mercy offers it—bleeding mercy, long suffering mercy Reject all other friendships, be ungrateful for all other kindness, prove recreant to all other bargains, but to despise God's love for your immortal soul—do not do that. I would like to see some of yon this hour press out of the ranks of the world and lay your conquered spirit at the feet of Jesus. This hour is no wandering vagabond staggering over the earth; it is a winged messenger of the skies whis- pering mercy to thy soul. Life is smooth now, but after precipitate. There comes a crisis in the history of every man. We seldom understand that turning point until 1t is far past. The rend of life is forked, and 1 rend on two signboards: "This is the way to happiness" and "This is the way to ruin." How apt,we are to pass the fork of the road without thinking whether M. conies out at the door of bliss or the gates of darkness. Many years ago I stood on the anni- versary platform with a minister of Christ who made this''remakable state- ment: "Thirty years ago two young men started out in the evening to attend the Park theater, New York, wherea play wan to be acted in whioh the cause of religion was to be placed in a ridiculous and hypocritical light. They carne to the steps. The conscience of both smote them. Ono started toxo home, but re- turned again to the door, and yet had not courage to enter, and finally depart- ed. But the other young man entered the pit of the theater. It was the turning point in the history of these two young men. The man who entered was naught in the whirl of temptation. He sank deeper and deeper in infamy. He was lost. . That other young man was saved, and he now stands before you to bless God that for 20 years he has been per- mitted to preach the gospel." "Rejoioe, 0 young man, in thy youth and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth; but know thou that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment." 'Walking' Stick Flutes. Walking cane flutes are madeby fitting Into one end of a flute a handle and into the other a length with n ferrule attached to form the lower end of the cane. There are also made violins in the form of walking Danes. The cane is a shell. The violin bow is parried inside the cane, and may be got atby unscrewing the head of ,the Dane. Screwed on again the bead forms a rest. A part of one side of the oane may ,be removed, revealing the strings. The bridge lying flat when the oane is closed, is set up when the violin is to be brought into use. The pegs upon which the strings are wound may be turned in tuning with a key that is carried in the cane. The tone of the walking oane violin is like that of an ordinary violin. These walking oane instruments are musical novelties, sold to people who want something out of the ordinary and curious. They are also used for practice.. Betiex Action. "When I'm a ,man—" began Bobbie. "What will you do?" asked his mother. "I'll name my , boy after popper, and my I how I'll spank Mini" A CLEVER ANSWER. Numerous Cases Where One Itas Secured Promotion. A long list might be given of men who have owed their advancement in life to a clever answer given at the 'right mo - Mont, Ani account of how two of thein managed it. may be appropriately given just now, says London Modern Society. One of Napoleon's veterans, who sur- vived his master many years, was wont to recount with great glee how lie had once picked up the ,Emperor's cocked hat et a review, when the latter, without noticing that he was a private, said care- lessly, "Thank you, captain." "In what regiment, sire?" instantly inquired the quick-witted eoldfer. Napoleoi,, perceiv- ing his mistake, answered, with a•smile, "In my guards, for I see you know how to be prompt." The newly -made officer received his commission next inorning. A somewhat similar anecdote is rela- ted of Marshal Suwaroff, who, when receiving a despatch irons the hands of a Russian sergeant who had greatly dis- tinguished himself nn the Danube, at- tempted to confuse the messenger by a series of whimsical questions, but found him fully equal to the occasion. "How teeny fish are there in the sea?-' asked Suwaroft. "Ail that are nntcaught yet," was the answer. "How far is it to the moon?" "Two of your Excellency's forced marches." "What would you do if you saw your men giving way in battle?" "I would tell them that there was plenty of whisky behind the enemy's line." Baffled at all points, the Marshal ended with, "What is the differenee be- tween your colonel and myself?" "My colonel cannot make me a lieutenant, but your Excellency has only to say the word." "I say it now," answered Su- warnff, "and a right good officer you will be." 11 oar Tn,ubiers Got Their Name. Every day we drink out of a tumbler. Why is the large glass that hulds our milk and water sn called? Years ago Professor Max Muller was giving a luncheon at All Souls' College, Oxford, to the Princess Ailoe, the wife of the .Grand Dake of Hesse-Darmstadt and tha sceond daughter of Queen Viotp ria. There were not a dozen guests besides the priueess and her husband, and a very egreennle luncheon was had, with talk on all kinds of interesting subjects. But what excited the curiosity of all strangers present was a set of little round bowls of silver, about the size of a large orange. They were brought round filled to the brim with the famous ale brewed is the college. These, we are told, were tumblers, and we were speedily shown how they came by their name—a fitting lesson for the guests nt a philologist. When one of these little bowls was empty, it was placed upon the table mouth downward. Instantly, so' perfect was its balance, it flew back to its proper position as if asking to he filled again. No matter how it was treated— trundled along the floors, balanced care- fully on its side, dropped suddenly upon the soft, think carpet—up it rolled again and settled itself with a few gentle shakings and swayings into its place, like one of thnse India rubber tumbling dolls hi,bies delight in. This, then, was the origin of our wore tumbler, at first mane of silver, as are all these All Souls' tumblers. Then, when glass became common, the round glasses that stood on a flat base super- seded the exquisitely balanced silver spheres and stole their names so soleness - fully that you have to go to All Souls' to see the real thing. The Thought of God. In the hurry of our feverish age, ont ears full of the din that wearies us and makes us old, do W13 not more than ever need this calm and strength of Godi Where else than in the thonght of the Eternal shall we find it? "The deptb smith, it 10 not in me: and the sea saith it is not in me." Only in the Name that fs changeless, the Fatherhood, the Faithfulness, the Love that ages have not wearied is adequate refuge. To some it may seem weakness; but there was one Son of Man who was not weak, who was the strength of every one who leaned on Him, who has taught the world the subllmest powers that dwell in human souls. And Ho used to go, night after night, to mountain sides and lonely glens, to; be lifted there into the infinite calm of the eternal spaces, and the no - speakable peace of God. It was the thought. of God that made that life of power; that clothed Him with majesty as He went to make His last futile ap- peal to slumbering souls in Jerusalem; that made the victory of Gethsemane and the grandeur of Calvary. What Worried Him. Mr. Childs was leaving the Ledger office one night very late when he heard an alarm of fire and an old man came running down the stairs. Mr. Childs asked Min his busiueas. "I'm going to report that fire," said the' old man, "How long have you been a reporter on this paper?" asked Mr. Childs. "Four- teen years," said the old num. "Well." said ISM -Childs, "you gn back to the city editor and tell him I say send somebody who is younger." The old man obeyed. He was told afterward that he need not report for duty again. Mr. Childs had pensioned him. A year or so after that the man who told lee the story hap- pened to enter Mr. Childs' office just as the pensioner was leaving. The great editor was lenghing. The pensioner, he said, -had come in with a great deal of worry on his mind to ask a serious question. "Don't you get your money regularly?" asked Mr. Childs. "Oh, yes," answered the man, "but It has worried me a lot lately, sir; it.; bas worried me a lot to know what's guing to become of me when you die." -- Washington Post. Saved by a Nail. A clapboard nail driven into the wall over a spring in the rear of her house at Vinalhaven had annoyed Mrs. Will Burns several times lately and she bad been intending to remove it, but now she is glad she didn't. Her baby boy, lee years old, was playing about the yard ono day this week,, when he suddenly disappeared. Mrs. Burns rushed to the spring and there she found the little fellow, where he bad fallen in; but that nail had caught' his hood and was hold- ing his head above water, though it had drawn the strings so tightly under his throat as almost to strangle him. Mrs. Burns will make no more complaints about that nail, no matter how many times it catches her dress. All the World Alike. "A great many penple sleep between these walls," said the; guide, showing the visitor through the ancient English church where the noble families were interred. "Same way over in our country,"` re- plied the visitor; "why don't they get a better preacher?",—Yonker's Statesman. s See iT'S A BAD FEELING. Se Says a Man Who Had the Rope on His Nr•ek. In the Maryland House of Correction is a convict who, 25 years ago, escaped hanging by two m.nutes. This man is Wiliam Harvey J.ihnson, known famil- iarly as "Bull." He is 49 years old, and weighs 235 pounds. Burn in Harrison- burg, Va., he was taken by his mother to ?lartinsburg, in 1866. There he found employment on the canal -boats, and gradually worked down to the bay. In 1871 he became involved in a quarrel with one of the crew named Josiah Gar- rison, and shot him to death. He was convicted and sentenced to death. The day for his execution came; ho was led to the sealfold, his head was hooded, the rope was placed around his nock and Sheriff George Parsons turned to spring the trap. "How did you feel, Johnson?" he was asked: "Well, it was a bad feeling, I tell you," he replied. "There I was, expect- ing to feel things give way with me at any minute. .And if it had been one of these here patent gallowses I would have gone sure. But, you sec, the sheriff bad to go down a winding staircase, and be fore he reached the bottom my reprieve came, That night they tnok me to Balti- more on the steamer Helen, and I ate a dozen spring chickens. I hadn't been hungry for a week before that." The Governor had commuted the death sentence to imprisonment for 1R years, and Johnson spend 16 of them in the penitentiary, gaining time for good be- havior, His reputation for eating fol- lowed him there. One of tiie directors of the institution asked him how many pies lie could eat at once. "Yon mean these here peach pies? Well, about 12, I reckon," was his reply "Will you let ire give you 12 lashes if you cannot?" was asked him. "Yes, sir. Jnst bring on the pies." They were brought. He quickly dis- posed of nine Then he was served with a dried -apple pie, and persunded to take a drink of water. After that he managed to stow away the llth pie. He looked at the 12th sadly, bared nis bank and said:— "I'm ready, sir. You fooled me; but I'm willing to take the licking." That is the story he tells with a great deal of gusto, He has served three years before in the House of Correction for larceny, but he is able to make a good living oystering In winter, and working in the brickyards or at other jots in summer. He was committed 13 months ago for 18 months on a charge of steal- ing an umbrella in Anne Arundel County. He says that ho paid 15 cents for it, and that the main who arrested him carried hint before a magistrate where he could not got witnesses to prove his innocence. She Rode a Rouble Century. Denver glories in many record-break- ing wheelmen and also in one reeord- breaking whoelwoman. Mrs, Rinehart, a society beauty, who recently rode a double century in twenty and one-third hours. Tho Cycling West says this is the first time a woman has made such a ride, that few men are able to accomplish the feat,and that no Coloradoau has ever done it. Mrs. Rhinehart left her home in Denver Wednesday morning a week ago at 4.05, and completed her first century over the Evans course at 12.45, or eight hours and forty minutes for the trip. After lunch and a rest of an hoar, she started at 1.45 p.m. for the second half of her ride. She rode to Platteville,thirty- six miles, and return to Denver, making seventy-two miles, and completed the balance of the double century nn the Littleton course. When she had finished at 12.45 Thursday morning her cyclo- meter registered 203 miles. She endured many hardships, especially en the last century. Before going fifteen miles on the Plattville road, and after making 113 miles, she encountered a rain storm. This continued until she found herself pushing through isolated mud boles and immense stretches of water, which snb- mergod the road in many places. The last thirty miles was where her great pluck and endurance were brought into play. The distance was done in inky darkness. She was accompanied by her husband, who would have gladly re- linquished any glory to sit beside a fire in a comfortable home in preference to braving the big electrical storm which swept over Denver on that night. send- ing sheets of rain in the faces of pedes- trians and covering the road with shim- mering pools of water, discernible only when a flash of lightning lit up the road ahead. To make matters worse, Mrs. Rbinehart's tire ptiactured on the Little- ton course, and she rude fifteen miles on a flat tire. To summarize the time and conditions of her ride, she made 203 miles in twenty-four hours and twenty minutes; rode first century in 8:40, second in 10:40; fifty iniles were ridden in rain, darkness and mucl; she was alone for 172 miles of the trip; had only twenty-three miles of favorable wind, and rode fifteen miles on a flat tire.— Kansas City Star. Kissing on a Tandem. "One of the greatest problems 1n bi- cycling," said a giddy bicyclist, "is how to kiss a girl while riding a tandem without upsetting. The first time I tried it there was the blankest catastrophe on record. We were spinning along at a scorching rate and struck a shady place, where the electric light was obstructed by the dense foliage, and the shadows lay Heavy and somber. I had made sufficient progress with the damsel whom I had honored with the front seat to Venture upon a delicate caress, and as we struck the shadows I leaned forward, throwing my weight upon the handles and giving my neck the necessary curve. She was naturally somewhat startled and dodged, giving the wheel a wrench that was fatal. In a moment we were sprawling on the boulevard, and when I gathered up her remains and my battered self she was the picture of an intensely irate damsel. What she said to me was a plenty. Only a man wee can ride a bucking broncho in a oyrlone ought to tackle such a feat."—New York Tele- gram. IN THE SHAD O ' OF DEATH. TIIE CONDITION OP MANY YOUNG (xIR,LS IN CANADA. Pana maces and Bloodless 7:ipy--Given to 01,•adlush cs---P:xtrf mo 'Weakness, Heart Palpitation and Other DiAressing Symp. toms—The. Means of Cure Readily at Hand. From the Leamington Post. The attention of the Post has lately been frequently called to a remarkable cure In the ease of a young girl living within a few miles of this town, whose life was despaired of, but who was com- pletely cured in a short space of time by the most wended :il of all remedies, Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. Since reading in almost every issue of the Post of the cures effected by tiie use of this medi- cine, we felt it to be a duty we owed to investigate this case which has so urg- ently been bronght to our notice, and we are sure tke interview will be read with interest by the thousands of young girls all over Canada, as well as by the par ants of such interesting patients. The young lady in question is not anxious for notoriety, hut is willing to make her case known in order that others who are similarly afliinted map have an oppor- tunity of being equally benefited. The symptoms to her disease differed in no way from those affecting thousands of .young girls about her age, She was, suffering from extreme weakness, caused by an improvished condition of the blood, and her chances of life seemed to grow less every day. The best and brightest fade away as well as others, but when we see a young girl of sixteen years, who should be in the host of The Red Banana. Almost every one bas noticed the absence in the markets during the last few years of the red bananas, the "fat" fruit with the dusky red skin. These bananas were far more luscious than the present yellow varlet*. A dealer said the other day that the reason n for the practical extinction of the red fruit was the Dare required to grow it. He said the red bananas demanded constant atten- tion and wools grow only on certain land. The fruit came principally from islands in the West Indies. The yellow variety will grow in almost any hot cli- mate and does not need much attention, The red banana can still be had, but the price ranges from sevelety cents to $1 a dozen: bealtb, with cheeks aglow with the rosy flush of youth, and eyes bright andflasb- tng,just the opposite, with sallow cheeks. bloodless lips, listless in every motion, despondent, despairing of life with no exportation or hope of regaining health, and with only one wish left, thatof complete rest physical and mental, we think it one of the saddest of sights. In the quiet little hamlet of Strang- ileid, in Essex County, just such a Baso was presented to the sorrowing eyes of loving friends a few months ago in the person of Miss Ella Beacon, who fre- quently said she did not (tare how soon she died, as life had no charms for her. To our reporter she declared that life had been a burden, but after suffering In this way for months, and niter tryineeali sorts of remedies prescribed by physicians or furnished by friends from some cher- ished recipe handed down from their grandmother, but without being bene- fited .in the least, she was at last per- suaded by a neighbor to give Dr. Wil- liams' Pink Pills a fair trial; hut she had tried so many remedies without getting relief that she still refused for some weeks. However, after repeated urgings by her parents and friends she began the use of the pills. Before one box was taken she experienced some re- lief, and after the use of a few more boxes she was restored to perfect health, and there are few young girls who now enjoy life more. She says she owes her life and happiness to Dr. Williams' Pink Pills, and is willing that all the world shall know it. Her case attracted. much attention and her perfect recovery has created much comment. The facts above related are important to parents, as there are many young girls just budding into womanhood whose condition is, to say the least, more critical tnan their parents imagine. Their complexion is pale and waxy in appearance, troubled with heart palpi- tation, headaches, shortness of breath on the slightest exercise. faintness and other distressing symptoms which invari- ably lead to a premature grave unless prompt steps are taken to bring about a natural condition of health. In this emergency no remedy yet discovered can supply the place of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills, which build anew the blood, strengthen the nerves and restore the glow of health to pale and sallow cheeks. They are a certain cure for all tronbles peculiar to the female system, young or old. Pink Pills also euro such diseases as rheumatisi9n, neuralgia, partial para- lysis, locomotor ataxia, St. Vitus' dance, nervous headache, nervous pros- tration, the after effects of la grippe, influenza and severe colds, diseases de- pending on humors in the blood, such as scrofula, chronic erysipelas, oto. In the case of men they effect • a radical cure in all cases arising from mental worry, overwork or excesses of any nature. Verified the Husband's Story-., It was not necessary for, the men 1n line at the bank to turn their heads in order to be informed that a good looking young woman was approaching. The winsomely bland smile whioh flowed across the countenance of the clerk at the window conveyed the information swiftly and conclusively. "Excuse me," she said,as she took her place at the head of the procession—a place whioh strong and brave men' could have reached only by trading through gore -"I would like to ask you a ques- tion." "Certainly.'' "Are times really hard?" 'There isn't any use of trying to con- ceal ie. In a good many branches of In- dustry the depression is very serious." "I'm ever so much obliged to you," she responded, and turned to go away. "If you were worrying about any par- ticular investment I might be able to give you some advice." "No. It wasn't aboutanything upeela%' I just wanted to, satisfy myself that tiro 'i really are hard n Ido wish T wi to ane myhusband withexpenses, and L' u My sp thought the best thing to do was theorem and find out for "certain whether time. are hard or whether it is merely the same story that he has been telling me every year when the fall styles come Washington Star. Star. Men love toe often and women live 100 much.