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July 28, 1909. TH
It was one of the most important moments
in her life, that time, so brief, and
yet so long, that she stood there, her
head bowed, her hands clutching the
back of a chair. She was, as far as she
herself was concerned, making a decision.
For she could not tell that her
father did not mean her to go, that he
had already promised her the money. So,
, for her, it was as if she had the choice,
because she thought she had. Oh, how
hard it was, how hard! She had wanted
this pleasure so much, so very much. It
nao sucu u gieui joy 10 ue?10 oe spoiled
by the thought of Kitty, Kitty, merry,
bappy, dancing Kitty, on a bed of pain
and sickness, never to rise again!
Ah, Kitty! She herself, her pleasure,
and her disappointment, sank out of
sight. Kitty, why, Kitty must have everything
done for her that could be done.
Thoughts fly swiftly. The battle was
not won in a single round; but, when her
vo'.ce broke the silence, and the clock
quieted down, Meenie said,?
"Nothing must be thought of but Kitty."
She felt her father's kiss upon her
forehead, her mother's arms about her.
And suddenly, sfie knew herself with
them as she had never been before, and
she shuddered at the thought of that Dit
of selfishness into which she . had so
nearly fallen.
In one way she went to Switzerland
that summer; for when Kitty, very flat
upon her back, but able to listen and
look, was pronounced out of danger, and
the great specialist had spoken hopefully
of the effect of the treatment, Margaret
and Lottie and Meenie read to her stories
of Swiss travels, and showed her pictures
.of Swiss mountains and chalets, of glaciers
and waterfalls, and then Meenie
would say, "We are all going to Swit.
zerland."
But she put her hand on Lottie's lips,
once, when her friend had praised her
unselfishness in staying at home to help
amuse her cousin. Oh, uow nearly' she
had said that night, "I can't give it up"!
There came a day, in the late October,
when even Kitty could be carried to a
large room, to see stereoptlcon views of
Switzerland. She knew all by then, and
she laid her thin little hand in Meenie's
And, as Meenie kissed the wasted fingers,
she whispered,?
"I'm so thankful to be going to Switzerland
like this, with you."
HIGH ON THE ROCK.
In the State of Virginia Is a wonderful
bridge, formed by some great upheaval
of nature. Its walls, high and arching,
have been carved over with the names
those who have viBited thfc place?names
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hands of men ambitious to leave this
record of their coming.
Far above the head of the tallest man
some of these names are chiseled in the
rock, so that only by getting up on a
ladder or some other lofty thing can
one- read the letters. It almost seems
as if some of the .visitors had a strong
desire to see how high they could reach
and leave their mark on the natural
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bridge. But if one only climbs high
enough, he can read them all.
This is true of many things. Let us
think of it a moment. Education has
many a treasure in store for the one
that works for it. And still another
thing is true: high as we may rise,
there is still something a little higher.
But we may reach it if we are in earnest.
Then n 1 1
m. uvu, iuu, uuu iiaa written some wonderful
things high on the rock for us if
we have a heart and a purpose to climb
where they "are. How. beautiful are the
words of His Book! Mount as high as
we will, ever away over our heads there
are greater beauties. Only to the one
who has the will to climo are these beauties
revealed. Some men never seem to
get much good out of the Bible. To
them it yields few treasures. Why is it?
i ney have not worked for them as
they might. They ' have riot climbed
the Rock to read what God has written
there. It takes effort to do that. The
heart must have a single purpose, or it
will fail. God had a purpose in writing
what He has in His Book. That purpose
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to save them from evil. The way is
set down there so plainly that it can not
be missed.
Climb high for education. Work hard
to know all you can about the world.
It is God's world, and He wishes us
to enjoy It and make the most we can
of it. But, best of all, strive hard for
the words written high on the Rock for
your guidance through life. There are
the real beauties, the beauties which
shine forever. Climb high.
The Visitor.
THE BABY IN THE HOME.
Who does not love the baby? Its very
helplessness appeals to us. We center
our affections in it and our hopes And
expression in its possibilities. When
the little thing is sick, we become anxAMfl
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una, auu *ueii ueaiin returns to its
cheeks and the smile has birth upon Its
Hps, we are glad. It works its way into
the innermost recesses ot our hearts, and
it entwines itself about one waking and
sleeping hours. It is Qod's tenderest
gift to the home. It softens our asperiV
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ties, it obliterates our bickerings, it imparts
heaven's sunshine to our domestic
circle. We are better men and better
women because the baby smiles, laughs
and cries. Fortunate is the home whero
the baby is its chief factor, ana unfortunate
is the home whose silence is unbroken
by the absence of this beaufful
gift from tne sky. Yet there are homes
so intensely selfish that there is no*place
for the baby, and its presence is not de- .
sired. Not all homes that are childless
are purposely so, but some of them have
motive and design back of the absence
of the baby in the household. We are
living in a smart age. Some married
people have <tiaenv*?roa
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of which the old-fashioned father and
mother were in total ignorance. Hence
in the days long gone, the cnildless home
was the rare exception to the rule. N9W
it is very common. And hence many
homes are robbed of the chief design of
Providence in establishing the marriage
compact. What society needs today is
the child in the home and intelligence
and means with which to train it for
God and for the world. It will make any
man a better husband and any woman a
better wife to have the baby a part of
the home circle. Such a man and such
a woman have something to live for, and
it will bring out the best that there is in
their hparto on/i mi?/io UTl~* *
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take for your baby, gentle reader? Money
could not buy it, and when death takes
it away you fail to find comfort. No
wonder the Scriptures say, "And a little
child shall lead them. ?Texas Christian
Advocate.
Whistling a Psalm Tune.?A lady writes
to the British Weekly that fifty
years ago she was a member of Dr.
Cuyler's Church in Brooklyn, N. Y., and
tells of one of her visits. "He noticed I
was Scotch, and told us a humorous story
about Scotland at the time of Claverhouse
ana tne covenanters. One of them had to
pass the enemy's camp one Sunday, and
an old woman told him to whistle all the
way, and they would never suspect him;
so he whistled a Psalm tune, and passed
safely through the town where they
were encamped."