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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1897-10-28, Page 7SINS OF THE TONGUE DR. TALMAGE PLEADS FOR HON- EST WORDS AND DEEDS. He Speak or Agricultural, Commercial Mechanical and Ecclesiastical Lies—A Plain Plea for Telling the Truth—The Masquerade Ball. [Copyright 1897, by American Press Associa- tion.] Washington, Oct, 24.—Dr. Talmage in this discourse gives a vivid classification of the vices of speech and pleads for honesty in all that is said and done. His text is Acts v, 1-10, "A certain man name Ananias, with Sapphire, his wife, sold a possession," eta A well snatched 'pair, alike in ambition and in falsehood, Ananias and Sapphira. They wanted a reputation for great benefloence, and they sold all their prop- erty, pretending to put the entire pro- ceeds in the charity fund while they put much of it in their own pocket. Thero was no necessity that they give all their property away, but they wanted the re- putation of so doing. Ananias first lied about it and dropped down dead.. Then Sapphira lied about it, and she dropped ,w down dead. Tho two fatalities a warning to all ages of the danger of sacrificing the truth. There are thousands of ways of telling a lie, A man's whole life my be a false- hood, and yet never with his lips may he falsify ono°, There is a way of uttering falsehood by look, by manner, as well as by lip. There are persons who are guilty of dishonesty of speech and then after- ward say "maybe," calling it a white lie when no lie is that Dolor. The whitest lie ever told was as bialck as perdition. There are those so given to dishonesty of speech that they do not know when they aro lying, With some it is an ac- quired sin, and with others it is a vesture' infirmity. There are those whom you will recognize as born liars. Their whole life, from cradle to grave, is filled up with vice of speech.. Misrepresenta- tion and prevarication are as natural to them as the infantile diseases and are a sort of moral croup or spiritual scar- latina, Then there are those who in after life have gpportunities of developing this evil, and they go from deception to de- ception and from class to class, until they are regularly graduated liars. At times the air in our cities is filled with false- hood, and lies cluster around the mo - chemises hammer, blossom on the mer- chant's yardstick and sometimes sit in the doors of churches. They are called by some fabrication and they are called by: some, fiction. You might call them subterfuge, ar deceit, or romance, or fable, or misrepresentation, or delusion, but as I know nothing to be gained by covering up a God defying sin with lexi- cographer's blanket, I shall call them in plainest vernacular, lies. They may bo divided into agricultural, commercial, mechanical, social and ecclesiastical. Agricultural 5'aiseh oods. '+irst of all, I speak of agricultural falsehoods. There is something in the presence of natural objects that bas a tobdenoy to make one pure. The trees never issue false stook. The wheat fields are always honest. Rye and oats never move out in the night, not paying for the place they occupy. Corn shocks never make false assignment. Mountain brooks are always current. The gold of the wbeatiields is never counterfeit. But while the tendency of agricultural life is to make ono honest, honesty is not the characteristic of all who come to the city markets from the country districts. You hear the creaking of the dishonest farm wagon in almost every street of our great cities—a farm wagon in which there is not ono honest spoke, or one truthful rivet, from tongue to tailboard. Again and again has domestic economy in our great cities foundered on the farmer's firkin. When New York and Washington sit down and weep over their sins, let Westchester county and the neighbor- hoods around this capital sit down and weep over theirs. The tendency in all rural districts is to suppose that sins and transgressions cluster in our great cities, but citizens and merchants long ago learned that it is not safe to calculate from the character of the apples on the top of the farmer's barrel what is the character of the apples all the way clown toward the bottom. Many of our citizens and merchants have learned that it is safe to see the fanner measure the barrel of beets. Milk cans are not always honest. There are those who in country life seem to think they have a right to overreach grain dealers and merchants of all styles. They think it is more honorable to raise corn than to deal in corn. The producer sometimes practically says to the merchant, "You get your money easily anyhow." Does he get it easily? While the farmer sleeps— and he may go to sleep conscious of the fact that his corn and rye are all the time progressing and adding to his for- tune or bis livelihood—the merchant tries to sleep, while conscious of the fact that at that moment the ship may be driving on the rook or a wave sweeping over the hurricane deck spoiling his goods, or the speculators may be plotting a tnonetary revolution, or the burglars may be at that moment at his money safe, or the fire may have kindled on the very block where his store stands. Easy, is it? Let those who get their living in the quiet farm and barn take the place of one of our city merchants and see whether it is so easy. It is hard enough to have the hands blistered with outdoor work, but it is harder with mental anxieties to have the brain con- sumed. God help the merchants. And do not, let those who live in country life come to the conclusion that all the dis- honesties belong to city life. Commercial Lies. I pass on to consider commercial lies. There are those who apologize for devia- tions from the right and for practical deception by,• saying it is oommeroial custom. In 'other words. a lie by multi- plication becomes a virtue. These are large fortunes gathered in whioh there is not one drop of the sweat of unrequited toil, and not one spark of bad temper flashes - from the bronze bracket, and there is pot one drop of needlewoman's heart's blood on the crimson plush, while there are other fortunes about which itmay be said that on every door knob and on every figure of the carpet and on every wall there is the mask of dishonor, What if the hand wrung by toil and blistered until the skin .coshes off should be placed on the exquisite wall paper, :leaving its . mark of blood- four fingers and a thumb? Or if in the night the man should be aroused ' from his slumber again and again by his own conscience, getting himself up on elbow and crying out into the ' darkness; "Who is there?" There are large fortunes upon which God's favor oonies down, and it is just as honest and just as Christian to be ailiuent as it is to be poor. In many a house there is a blessing on every pic- tured wall and on every scroll and on every traceriedwindow, and the joy that flashes in the lights and that showers in the music and that dances in the quick feet of the children pattering through the hall has in it the favor of God, and the approval of man. .And there aro thou- sands and tens of thousands of nier- ebants who from the first day they told a yard of cloth or firkin of putter, have maintained their integrity. They were born honest, they will live honest and they will die honest. But you and I know that there are in commercial life those who are guilty or great dishonesties of speech. A .merchant says "I am sells ing these goods at less than cost," Is he getting for those goods a price inferior to that which he paid for thein? Then he has spoken the truth. Is he getting more? Then he lies. A merchant says, "I paid $25 fon this article." Is that the price he paid for it? All right. But sup- pose he paid for it $23 instead of $25? Then he lies. But there are just as many falsehoods before the counter as there are behind the counter. A customer comes in and asks, "How much is this article?" "It is $5." "I can get that for $ , some- where else." Can he get it for $4 some- where else or did he say that just for the purpose of getting it obeap by depreciat- ing the value of the goods? If so, he lied. There are just as many falsehoods before the counder as there are behind the counter. A man unrolls upon the counter a bale of handkerchiefs. The customer says, "Are these al silk?" "Yes." "No cot- ton in them?" "No cotton in them," Are thoeo handkerchiefs all silk? Then the merchant told the truth. Is there any cotton in them? Then he lied. Moreover, be defrauds himself, for this customer coming in will after awhile find out that he has been defrauded, ar.d the next time he comes to town and goes shopping he will look up at that sign and say, "No, I won't go there; that's the place whore I got those handkerchiefs. First, the merchant insulted God, and, secondly, he picked his own pooket. Who would take the reponsibility of saying how many falsehoods were yes- terday told by hardware men, and cloth- iers, and lumbermen, and tobacconists, and jewelers, and importers, and shippers, and dealers in furniture, and dealers in coal, and dealers in groceries? Lies about buckles, about saddles, about harness, about shoes, about ]late, about coats, about shovels, about tongs, about forks, about chairs, about sofas, about horses, about lands„ about everything. I arraign commercial falsehood as one of the orying sins of our time. Mechanical Lies. I pass on to speak of mechanical false- hoods. Among the artisans are those upon whom we are dependent for the houses in which we live, the garments we wear, the cars in which we ride, The vast majority of them are, so far as I know thein, mon who speak the truth, and they are upright, and many of then are foremast in great philanthropies' an in churches, but that they all do not belong to that plass every ono knows. In times when there is a great demand for labor it is not so easy for such men to keep their obligations, because they may miscalculate in regard to the weather or they may not be able to get the help they anticipated in their enterprise. I am speaking now of those who promise to do that which they know they will not be able to do. They say they will come un Monday. They do not come until Wednesday. They say they will come on Wednesday. They do not come until Sat- urday. They say they will have the job done in ten days. They do not get It done before 30. .And when a man be- comes irritated and will not stand it any longer then they go to work for hien a day or two and keep the job along, and then some one also gets irritated and outraged, and they go and work for that man and get him pacified, and then they go somewhere else. I believe they call that "nursing the job." Ah, my friends, how munh dishonor such men would save their souls if them would promise to do only that which they know they can do! "Oh," they say, "it's of no importance. Everybody expects to be deceived and disappointed." There is a voice of thunder sounding among the saws and the hammers and the shears, saying, "All liars shall have their place in the lake that burns with fire and brimstone." I pass on to speak of social lies. How much of society is insincere? You hardly know what to believe. They send their regards. You do not exactly know whether it is an expression of the heart or an external civility. They ask you to Come to their house. You hardly know whether they really want you to come, We are all accustomed to take a discount off what we hear. "Not at home" very often means too lazy to dress. I was reading of a lady wbo said she bate told her fashionable lie. There was a knock at her door, and she sent down word, "Not at home." That night her husband scud to her, "Mrs. So-and-so is dead." "Is it possible!" she said. "Yes, and she died in great anguish of mind. She wanted to see you so very much; she had something very important to disclose' to` you in her last hour, and she sent three tunes to -day, but found you absent every time," Then this woman bethought herself that she had had a bargain with her neighbor that, when the long pro- tracted sickness was about to come to an end she would appear at her bedside and take the secret that was to be dis- closed. And she had said she was "not at home." Social life is struck through with in- sincerity. They apologize' for the fact that the furnace is out; they have not had any fire in it all winter. They apolo= gize for the fare on their table; they never live any better. They decry their most luxuriant entertainment to win a shower of approval from you. They point at a picture on the wall as a work of one of the old masters. They say it is an heirloom in the family. 'It hung on the wall of a castle. A duke gave it to their grandfather! 'People that will lie about nothing else will lie about a picture. On Small income we want the world to be- lieve we are affluent, and society to -day is struck through with, cheat and coun- terfeit and sham. How. few people are natural! Frigidity sails around. iceberg grinding against iceberg. You must not laugh outright. That is vulgar. You must smile. You must' not dash quickly across the room. That is vulgar. You must glide. Much of society is a round of bows and grins and grimaces and oh's and ah's and he, he,he's and 'simper- Ings and namby pamlaristn, a whole world of which is not worth one good honest round of laughter. From such a hollow scene the tortured guest retires at the close of the evening, assuring the host tbat he has enjoyed himself. Society is become so contorted and deformed in this respect that a mountain cabin where the rustics gather at a quilting or an apple paring has in it more good cheer than all the frescoed refrigerators of the metropolis. ]eolcsiastical Lies. I. Mass on to speak ot ecclesiastical lies, these which are told for the advance- ment or retarding of a church or sect. It is hardly worth your while to ask an extreme Calvinist what an Arminian believes. He will tell you that an Arm- inian believes that man can save him- self, An Arminian believes no such thing. It is hardly worth your while to ask an extreme Arminian what .a. Cal- vinist believes, He will tell you that a Calvinist believes that God made some men just to damn them. A Calvinist believes no such thing. It is hardly worth your while to ask*a Pedo-Baptist what a Baptist believes. He will tell you a Baptist believes that immersion is necessary for salvation, A Baptist does not believe any such thing. It is hardly worth your while to ask a man who very much hates Presbyterians what a Pres- byterian believes. He will tell you that Presbyterians believe that there are in- fants in hell a span long, and that very phraseology has come down from genera- tion to generation in the Christian church. There never was a Presbyterian who believed that. "Oh," you say, "I heard some Presbyterian minister 20 years ago say so," You did not. There never was a man wbo believed that. There never will be a loan who will be- lieve that. And yet from boyhood I have beard that particular slander against a Christian church going down through the community. Then, how often it is that there are misreiiresentations on the part of indi- vidual churches in regard to other churches, especially if a church comes to great prosperity. As long as a church is in poverty, and the singing is poor, and a]1 the surroundings are decrepit, an d the congregation are so hardly be - stead in life that their pastor goes with elbows out, then there will always be Christian people in churches who say, "What a pity; what a pity!" But let the day of prosperity collie to a Christian church and let the music be triumphant, and let there be vast assemblages, and then there will be even ministers of the gospel critical and denunciatory and full of misrepresentation and falsification, giving the impression to the outside world that they do not like the corn because it is not ground in their mill. Oh, my friends, let us in all departments of life stand back from deception. But some one says, "The deception that I practice is so small that it doesn't amount to anything." Ali, my friends, it dons amount to a great deal. You say, "When I deceive, it is only about a case of needles or a box of buttons or a row of pins." But the article may be so small you can put it in your vest pocket, but the sin is as big as the pyramids, and the echo of your dishonor will reverberate through the mountains of eternity. There is no such thing as a small sin, They are all vast and stupend- ous, because they will all have to come under inspection in the day of judgment.. You may boast yourself of baying made a fine bargain—a sharp bargain. You may carry out what the Bible says in regard to that man who went in to make a purchase and depreciated the value of the goods, and then after he had got away boasted of the splendid bargain be had made. "It is naught, it is naught, saith the buyer, but when he is gone his way then he boastetn. ' It may seem to the world a sharp bargain, but the recording angel wrote down in the ponderous tomes ot eternity, "Mr. So- and-so, doing business on Pennsylvania avenue or Broadway or Chestnut street or State street, told one lie." Speak the Truth. May God extirpate from society all the ecclesiastical lies, and all the social lies, and all the mechanical lies, and all the commercial lies, and make every man to speak the truth of his neighbor. i11y friends, let us make our life correspond to what we are. Let us banish all de- ception from our behavior. Let us re- member that the time comes when God will demonstrated before an assembled universe just what we are. The secret will come out. We may hide it while we live, but we cannot hide it when we die. To many life is a masquerade ball. As at such entertainment gentlemen and ladies appear in garb of king, or queens or mountain bandits or clowns and then at the close of the dance put off their disguise, so many all through life are in mask. The masquerade ball goes on, and gemmed hand clasps gemmed hand, and dancing feet respond to dancing feet, and gleaming brow bends to gleaming brow, and the masquerade ball goes bravely on. But after awhile languor oomes and blurs the sight. Lights lower. Floor hollow with sepulchral• echo. Music saddens into a wail. Lights lower. Now the masquerade is hardly seen. The fragrance is exchanged far the sickening odor of garlands that have lain a long while in the damp of sepulchers. Lights lower. Mists fill the room. The scarf drops from the shoulder of beauty, a shroud. Lights lower. Torn leaves and withered,garlalnds now hardly cover up the ulcered feet. Stench of lamp wicks almost quenched. Choking dampness. Chilliness. Feet still. Hands folded. Eyes shut. Voice husbed. Lights out. When One Can Work Best. I At what hour of the day is a man at his strongest, and so fitted to do bard work with the least weariness? Probably the answer occurring at once to most persons would be, "When he gets up in the morning." This is by no means the case; on the contrary, according to ex- periments of Dr. Buch with the dyna- mometer, a man is precisely at his weak- est when he turns out of bed. Our mus- cular force is greatly increased by break- fast, but it attains to its highest point after the midday meal. It then sinks for a few hours, rises again towards even- ing, but steadily declines from night till morning. The two chief foes of muscular forge, according to Dr. Buch, are over- work and idleness. Sweating at work deteriorates the 'muscles. Many of the great workers of the world have been early: risers. But early rising, according to Buch's doctrine, ought always to be supplemented by early breakfasting.— ondon Star. Easily Explained. "I wonder why they call the expenses of a church the running expenses" said Mrs. Martin. "I suppose it's because the vestrymen are never able to oatoh up with them," answered her husband,-Harper's Bazar. THE OLD AND THE YOUNG. How Younger Persons May Take an In. terest in !'heir Old Parents. I can conceive of few sadder things in old age than being without younger per- sons who love us enough to correct us, says a writer in .Harper's Bazar. Yes! correct us; neither more nor less than that; not rudely, of °ours°, nor imper- tinently, nor in a nagging, disrespectful way,'as disagreeable in the manner or the mother to the cbild as of the child to the mother; but who will correct us in a way which, violating no law of good breeding or courtesy, can yet keep us up to aur own best mark. For the tendency of many of us, when 70 is reached, is to let ourselves go to pieces. We can call it resting on our oars or describe it with as picturesque a set of symbols as we choose. But for all that, a man or woman comes to one of the great critical periods of lifeabout the time that age is reached. They can then either sink under existing condi- tions, let every encroachment of age have its way, excusing themselves on the plea of years for every failure to meet them gracefully, or they can readjust themselves to the changes years have wrought, and with renewed spirit go on, still, young and still attractive be- cause still growing and still. alive. And certainly the most adorable old people are the old people .-who have met age in the latter way, and wbo have kept themselves alive to the criticisms and suggestions of the young."Have your children told you yet thayou turd out your toes?" said one middle-aged Parent, laughing, to another. His laugh- ter saved hila. For all children, when first grown, become absorbed in their parents—it is a mark of their affection —and they are more sensitive to their failures, peculiarities or virtues than to those of all the rest of the world. And certainly no sweeter sight is to be found than that of young girls who are inter- ested in their father's cravat, the 1atost out of his vest, or his looking his very best on all occasions. For though pus' fathers and mothers bring us up, when a certain period is passed we turn about, in all well -regulated families, and re- turn the compliment, The young educate the old as surely as once the old trained then], and the really fascinating old per- son is one who has submitted to the process. All Looking, for Hail, With his heavy bag ashoulder, pulling him a little out of the perpendicular, the postman was making his morning rounds. Beads of perspiration stole slow- ly from under his helmet and' rolled down his cheeks, for the sun was be- ginning one of the hottest days of the season, with a temperature of 90 and no breeze astir. But the postman did not seem to mind it much. He trudged on, whistling "A Hot Time" as pleasantly as if everything were to his liking. "Is there any mail for me?" asked a young lady of twenty summers who had seeu him coming and bad run out to meet him. "Afraid I'll have to disappoint you this brine," replied the carrier, but there WAS a twinkle in his eye and a moment later be handed her a letter, directed in a masculine hand. "Oh, thank you," she said, blushed a little and clashed back into , the house. The postman went on. "Got anything for our ]louse?" queried a well-dressed, apparently wealthy busi- ness man who was just coming down the front walk, "Not muoh to -day," and the postman handed out a bunch of four ar five pavers and magazines and half a dozen other pieces of mail, "Here you go, Mary," said the busi- ness man to his wife, who was coming down the walk to sea what mail there was. "There are three or four more in- vitations and another letter from that confounded aunt of yours, 1,Vonder what she wants this time. Don't go in too heavy on wedding presents." He saunt- ered down towards the line of street cars. The postman had ;;one on, still whistl- ing "A Hot Tiaw." At a little cottage he stopped awl pulled the bell. An old man answered the call and took the proffered paper, but his eyes met the postman's in a look of inquiry mingled with unmistakable disappointment. "Is there no letter?" he said. "That's all to -day," answered the other cheerily. As the old man started to close the door he could be heard to mutter: "No letter! Ah, my poor Jeannie." Ile postman went on, but did not whistle. The same thing had happened every day for a year. Rouget on Pat. Two Irish soldiers stationed in the West Indies were accustomed to bathe daily in a little bay which was generally supposed to be free from sharks Though on good terms with each other, they were not what might be called fast friends. One day, as they were swimming a out 100 yards from shore, Pat observed Mick suddenly making for the land as hard as he could without saying a word. Wondering what was the matter, Pat struck out vigorously after him and landed at his companion's heels. "le there anything wrong wid ye?" inquired Pat feelingly. "Nothin—nothin at all," replied the other. "Thin what did ye make such a sud- den retrate for an lave me?" continued Pat. "Betted," answered Mick coolly, "1 spied the fin av a big shark about 20 feet ahead and I thought while he was play - in wid you It wud give me time to reach the shore." It is not to be wondered . at that Pat declined to bathe with Mick any more.— London Tit -Bits. A DELIGHTFUL LANGUAGE, The Basque, Which Condenses Half a Score. of Words Into Otte. In place of inflection, the Basue makes use largely of the so-called principle of agglutination. Use different meanings ere expressed by the compounding of several words into one, a device not un- known, to be sure, in Aryan tongues; hub in the Basque this is carried much further. The verb habitually inolucies all pronouns, adverbs and other allied parts of speech. The noun comprehends the preposition and adjectives in a like manner. As an example of the terrific complexity possible as a result, Blade gives 60 forms in the third persson sing- ular of the present indicative of the regu- lar verb "to give" alone. Another classi- cal example of the effect of such agglu- tinaton occurs in the Basque word mean- ing "the haver field of the high hill of Azpcuelta," which runs. Azpilcuelagaraycosaroyarenberecolarrea. This simple phrase is an even match for .the, Cherokee word instanced by Whitney:-- Winitawtigeginaliskawlungtanawnelet- sesti, meaning "they will by this time have come to the end of their (favorable) des- lavation to you and me." It justifies also the proverb among the French peas- ants that the devil studied the Basque language seven years and only learned two words. The problem is not rendered easier by the foot that very little Basque literature exists in the written form; that the pronunciation is peculiar; and that the language, being a spoken one, thereby varies from village to village. There are in the neighborhood of 26 die - tinct dialects in all, No wonder a certain traveler is said to have given up the study] of it in despair, claiming that its words were all "written Solomon and pronounood Nebudchadnezzar." The Bazin Boat Failure. The Bazin roller boat, whioh it was promised would do such wonderful things in the way of speed, has now been put through its trials, and, as is now generally known, has been found want- ing, is a lamentable failure and furn- ishes yet another instance of the enthu- siasm of an inventor seeking to override the ascertained possibilities of mechani- cal effort. Instead of a speed of 20 knots,, as anticipated, only eight knots has been attained, and this notwithstanding that the power exerted was very considerably in excess of that anticipated in the original designing of the engines. M. Bazin, in addition to having to suffer the agonies of defeat' and to put up with the jeers land taunts of many of his countrymen, has now also to meet the charge of plagiarism, ]several French contempor- aries having pointed out that his scheme was anticipated, although there were Slight differences in actual design of the "rollers" and the method of propelling them.—Industries and Iron. HOW TO EXAMINE A WATCH. The Only Way to Appreciate Its Fine Mechanism.. To one who has never studied the mechanism of a watch, its mainspring or the balance wheel is a mere piece of metal, He may have looked at the face of the watch and while he admires the motions of its hands and the time it keeps he may have wondered in idle amazement as to the character of the machinery which is concealed within. Take it to pieces and show him each part separately—he will recognize neither design nor adaptation nor relation be- tween them; but put them together, set them to work, point out the offices of each spring, wheel and cog, explain their movements, and then show him the re- sult. Now he perceives that it is all one design—that notwithstanding the num- ber of parts, their diverse forms and various offices and the agents concerned, the whole piece is of one thought, the expression of one idea. He now rightly concludes that when the mainspring was fashioned and tempered its relation to all the other parts must have been con- sidered; that the cogs an this wheel are out and regulated— adapted —to the ratchets on that; and his final conclu- sion will be that such a piece of mechan- ism could not have been produced by chance; for the adaptation of the parts is such as to show it to be according to design and obedient to the will of one intelligence.—Harper's Round Table. Is Honesty the Best Policy? Hillary Bell writes in The New York Press: Speaking of feminine wickedness reminds us of the fact that honesty is the best policy has not been experienced by Mr, Langtry. Here was an honest man. He came of decent people and he lived decently. So far as can be ascer- tained, he never did anything to injure anybody, but remained as the poets put it—In manners gentle, in appearance mild; in wit a man, in simplicity a child. Yet for 15 years or more he has been the football of fate and puffeted by all the cuffs of unhappy fortune. His estate is gone, his youth is gone. his honorable name is gone, his home is gone, his dignity among men is gone, his mind is gone. Without in any way meriting misfortune, he has fallen into the bankruptcy of every hope that makes life worth living, and in his case honesty seems to have been the worst of all policies. That is, if his history is com- pared with the career of his wife. The author of all his troubles and the Pan- dora's box of countless evils on the stage, society and womanhood, bas prospered exceedingly. Mrs. Langtry has broken every law that governs her sex, except the statute compelling beauty. Her his- tory is scandalous, her conduct is oppro- brious, her adventures could not be chronicled. Yet, after having destroyed her husband's name and her own repu- tation, she sits enthroned on the pin- nacle of worldly success, is about to marry into one of the noblest families in Europe, and within a few minutes on the race course she wins a greater estate than her husband wasted on her. The Prince of Wales refused to mediate be- tween the striking engineers and their employers, although his arbitration might have saved a multitude of hunger. But in his office as the first gentleman of England he hastened to plead Mrs. Langtry's cause with the jockey club that ruled her off the course. Here, then, is a modern Cressida, building fame, fortune and royal honors on the wreck of her husband. her home and her wo- manhood. Let the parsons construe this riddle and tell us more ingeniously how honesty is the best policy in the case of Lily Langtry and her unfortunate hus- band. How Linen Should be Marked In stores which make a specialty of fine napery orders are taken for the working of letters when the linen is se- lected, so that it can be sent home in boxes ready for use. One finances will choose two unpretentious initials placed side by side and worked in plain raised satin stitch. Another, chooses larger let- ters, to be intricately interlaced and elaborately worked with both solid and open laced stitches. Huge ornamental monograms are also conspicuous on na- pery and bed linen, as well as on tea- cloths. Three letters are a good rule be case of house linen, one for the respec- tive initials of the Christian names of the bride and groom and the third for the family name. A Foe to Strong Drinks Mrs. Wallace—Our milkman' has been attending temperance meetings, he tells me. Mr. Wallace -Yes, and I am afraid it has had a bad effect on him. "How?" "I think be has become so earnest a foe of strong drink that he has taken to watering the milk." A BOY'S SFF'ERINGS. ATTACKED) WITH INELAalMATO$Z ,E'lEQA[.A,.TT$M AT AN EARLY AGE. Each Successive Year I5rought lrresh Air tacks With Increasing Severity Until He Was a Yb3 sieei Wreck,• From the Sun, Belleville. 999 Mr. and Mrs, W. R, belly are people who are deeply grateful for a kind Inter- vention of Providence whereby the life, health and happiness of their twelve- year -old son, Master Harry, has been re- stored and preserved. Der. Kelly is oast of the best known conduotors on the Midland divi-ion of the G.T.I ., and 11 now residing in this city. A Sun reports er having heard of the cure of the little fellow and the joy of his parents, called at their home and was met by Mrs, Kelly, who on being informed of the object of his visit, at once told the store' of the Dura and how the results were ale tained. "We were living in Medco when our boy was about five years of age and in the spring I went to call him one morning. He replied to my call by say. ing he could not rise. I at once went to him and found that he was unable be walk. Medical aid being summoned we discovered that inflammatory rheum*. tiara had our little boy in its grasp, Ali that attention and doctors could do was done and the attack passed off, but the following spring while in Peterboro he was again seized with the dread disease and again we were • in terrible dread of losing the child. When the waren weather came again he rallied, but was very weak and only a shadow of bis former self. Despite all we could do he was again attacked in the next spring. Yon can imagine the fear and dread with which we watched these recurring at- tacks, each one more severe than the last, and each one leaving our boy in it worse condition than those that went be- fore. His last attack confined him to bed for three months, and his heart was dangerously affected. His sufferings were terrible, and it was pitiful to see him trying to carry food to his month. His nervous system was so shattered that a form of St. Vitus' dance bad affected him, and bis hand and arm trembled so that he could not feed or aid himself. Some friends advised me to try Dr. Wil- liams Pink Pills and recommended them so highly that my husband and myself decided to try thein. We gave them to Harry for several months and when the spring came watched aneiously, fearing a return of the trouble, but were thank- ful and delighted to see no symptoms of it, nor has he been troubled for the past three years." "What is the condition of his health at present?" asked the report- er. "He is as sturdy and as healthy a boy as parents could wish for. I attribute his recovery and present health to noth- ing but Pink Pills, and I cheerfully recommend them to all," Rheumatism, sciatica, neuralgia, par- tial paralysis, i000motor ataxia, nervous headache, nervous prostration, and dis- eases depending upon humors in the blood, such as scrofula, chronic erysipe- las, etc., all disappear before a fair treat- ment with Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. They give a healthy glow to pale and sallow complexions. Sold by all dealers and post paid at 50c. a box, or six boxes for $2.50, by addressing the Dr. Williams' Medicine Co,, Brockville, Ont. Do not be persuaded to take some substitute. To Treat Convulsions. Strip the child as quickly as you can and put it into a hot bath. Use your elbow as a test. If your elbow can stand the temperature of the water, then you oan safely put the child in, after doing which gently pour oold water on the head. This should stop the convul- sion in a few minutes. In any event, an injection of warm water and soap should always be given. If no relief is obtained by these measures, put a mustard plaster, made with one part mustard and three of flour, up and down the spine, being careful not to blister. Vaseline the sur- face after taking off the plaster. Always send promptly for a physician, as treat- ment is required after the convulsion is over. Keep the child quiet. A Sensible roliceinan. A St. Louis policeman, who bad'a warrant of arrest against a woman for alleged assault • and battery, refused to imprison her when he found it was directed against a lady in the eighty-sixth year of her age. He teak her to a friend's house and seGlared bail for her, and the prosecuting attorney, when told that she was too old and feeble to assault any- body, said he would revoke the warrant. -Exchange. Dressing Without 053. Heat together . half cup, vinegar and half cup water.. When scalding hot, re- move from the stove and add the wall beaten yolks of two 'eggs. Srtuntil ed consistency of boiled eusbard. &mean With a, teaspoonful elm& of colt, near and mustard and it dash of white .pep- per. This is excellent for esbbege, ]shoos and all green legate.