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®Ml4wu’a Cornet.
JESUS'SEAT.
Far, far away o’er the deep blue sea
Lived a man who was kind as kind could bo.
He loved little children, and spread every day
A table from which none went empty away
Poor children came in from the alley aud street.
With raison their backs, and no shoes on their feet;
Girls and boys, large and small, some naughty and
mde,
Bnt John Falk loved them all and did them all good.
And while they were eating, he often would tell
Of the Lord Jesu9 Christ, who on earth did once
andw r ell;
How he loved little children—each one of them there
He was watching from Heaven with tenderest care—
And how happy and blessed would be the child's part
Who would let that dear Saviour come dwell in his
heart.
Each day when the children assembled to eat,
lie taught them to offer this grace for their meat:
“Bless, Jesus' the food thou hast given us to-dav.
And come aud sup with tu, dear Jesus, we pray.”
But once when the children had finished this prayer,
One poor little fellow stood still by his chair
For a moment, then ran to the closet where stood
The bright cups of tin and the platters of wood.
“Now what is the matter TANARUS” said Falk to the child.
The little one looked in his kind face and smiled :
“We adcf'd the Lord Jesus just now in our grace
To sup with us here ; but we’ve given him no place.
If He should come in, how sad it would he !
But I'll pat Him a stool close here beside me.”
Then the boy, quite contented, sat down to his food ;
He was hungry and tired, and his supper was good !
But a few moments after, he heard at the door
A knock low and timid, one knock, and no more.
He started to open it, hoping to meet
The Lord Jesus Christ come to look for his seat ;
But when it was open lie no one could see
But a poor little child, much poorer than he.
His face blue with hunger, his garments, so old,
Were dripping with rain, aud he shivered with cold.
“Come in !” cried the boy, in a tone of delight,
“I suppose the Lord Christ could not come here to
night,
Though we asked him to come and partake of our
bread,
So he's just sent you down to us here in bis stead.
The supper is good, and we'll each give you some,
And toll the Lord Christ we are glad you have come.”
From that time, when the children assembled to eat.
There was always one place called “the Lord Jesus’
seat.”
And the best that they had was placed there each
day
For one who was poorer and hungrier than they.
And the Lord Jesus Christ, in reply to their grace,
Sent always some person to sit in his place ;
And sweet was the food that the Lord did provide.
For the stranger he sent them to cat at their side.
Dear friends, who have read this short story, you
know,
The words that onr Saviour once spake when below,
If we wish for his presence to hallow our bread,
We must welcome the stranger he sends in his stead.
When we set out our feasts, this our motto must be—
“As ye do to my poor, ye have done unto me !
—Francis Eastwood.
The Chrlstmis Story.
It was told in a hospitable mansion in
Mississippi. And the way of it was this:
Like nearly all Southern mansions the doors
of this one was hospitably open to those in
need. It had opened that Christmas eve to
take in a poor wanderer, without home and
friends, who said bis name was Steve Col
lins.
“I just want somewhere to lay my head
till morning, with a mouthful to eat,” he
said. “My Master had not where to lay his
head,and I'm like him in that respect.”
He was kindly welcomed by Mrs. Wood
ruff, and a seat in the chimney corner,
where he was allowed to smoko, was given
for the evening. Towards bed time he
woke up from a doze, and seeing little El
la’s stockings, which she had just hung by
the fireplace, where Old Santa Claus could
find it easily, he took it in his hands and
stood up, saying:
“This reminds me of my own young days,
when I was happy, and had a home and a
dear, good mother 1"
Just then little Ella happened to see him
with her stocking, and cried out:
“O, ma, don’t let him take my stocking!
Don’t let him take it. I want it to stay
where Santa Claus will find it.”
The old man hung up the stocking again,
saying, “I was not going to take it child. I
wouldn’t think ot hindering Santa Claus
from filling it with good things.”
But Ella was so excited at the mere pros
pect of losing the presenis Santa Claus
might bring her, that ' mamma' 1 had to
qniet her by telling a story, as she folded
the little one in her arms, and this is the
story:
SASTA CLAUS A BEGOATt.
One cold winter night, while the wind
blew bleak among the crags and rocks and
lofty trees of the mountain, and the snow
fell fast, and the water turned to ice, and
travelers shuddered and drew their furs
close about them, all was warm and cozy in
a bright room nestled away in the heart of
this snow-clad mountain of the far North.
It was the home of Santa Claus, the Christ
mas triend of all the children. What a
lovely room! A glowing grate, bright
lamps, soft carpet, shelves and tables laden
with “goodies and pretties” of every kind.
Golden oranges and rosy apple3 and can
dies were there. Toys, all sorts, from hob
by horse to trumpets and marbles for boys,
were there. Dolls, oh! such dolls! and
notions for girls, were there in abundance.
On one side of the grate sat Kreche Kind
ly, the good wife of Santa Claus—a rosy
dame with a dimpled chin, and soft, dark
eyes, and little fat hands busy dressing a
large gay doll. Santa Claus in his suit of
eider-down, and long white beard, was feed
ing his six reindeer.
“Santa !” called Kreche Kindly.
“What is it, good wife ?” queried Santa
Claus.
“The time draws near for you to go your
Christmas rounds. See, our shelves are
laden,” and the merry old pair surveyed
their treasures. .
“Yes. the lime draws near,” replied San
ta Claus, and his eyes twinkled with delight
at the thought of Christmas.
“But I was thinking,” continued Kreche
Kindly, “that in bestowing our gifts, per
haps you bestow many unworthily—that is,
you give to children who have been naugh
ty to parents and playmates, and neglectful
of the poor—God’s poor !’’
“That may be, but I see no remedy.’
(Man-like.) .. _ , ..
••I will think,” sail creche Ktndly.
THE CHRISTIAN INDEX AND SOUTH-WESTERN BAPTIST December 26.
(Woman-like.) “I have it!’’ cried she in a
moment more.
“Let’s hear,” said Santa.
“Do you drees like a beggar, and go from
house to house, before Christmas, and try
the children.”
“Good !** exclaimed Santa Claus, jumping
np and down with joy. “Quick, good
dame, get me ready.’’
In a trice, the deft fingers of Kreche
Kindly had arrayed him in a livery of rags,
end embracing her, Santa Clau3 sallied
forth, crutch in hand. From street to street,
from house to house went the beg
gar. First at the door of a brown stone
front he rang, crying, “Charity for the
poor !” “Be off; old Ragmuffiu,’’ sneered
the petted child of wealth, as she tripped
past him on her way iuto the street to buy
confections for her own erijoymeDt, “Char
ity for the poor!’’ cried the beggar, as be
called at the home of the widow. Her child
came to the door. She knew what it was
to be poor, for she had felt poverty. Turn
ing to her mother, who was at work, she
whisperer! a word, and, returning, dropped
a small coin into the ragged cap. “Charity
for the poor!’’ cried Santa, the beggar, as
he entered the gate of C square, the
loveliest spot in all the city, where chil
dren and nurses by the score daily meet.
“Ragmuffin,” “Greybeard,” “Lazybone,’’
sneered some. “Poor man, we will help
you,"said others. Bowing low, the beggar
whistled a shrill note. A tinkling sound is
heard, and quick as thought six tiny rein
deer and a shining coach appear. Mounting
his seat, lo! the beggar is arrayed in rich
est furs and nodding plumes. Raising his
cap, and making a courtly bow, be cried :
“I am Santa Claus. I will come again
Christmas night and I will remember.’’
Imagine the surprise of those who had
scorned the lowly beggar, and the joy of
those who had honored him.
Children, you who are eagerly expectiug
Santa Claus—there is One who will soon
come again, and bring with Ilim gifts richer
than ever Santa Claus gave to happy child
at the mystic hour of Christmas night.
Once He walked the earth in lowly form.
He was called the Nazarene. When he
comes again it will be in pomp and glory as
Lord of heaven and earth. Honor ilim
now, that lie may own you then.
Aunt Oe., in Kind Words.
Mistletoe Gathering in Normandy.
It once happened to two American wan
derers to spend Christinas in an old French
chateau.
We reached the grand old chateau, so
venerable and ivy-grown, six weeks before
Christmas. Thus we were in time to see
the curious and interesting harvest which
is collected every year, about the end of No
vember. This is the gathering of tho mis
tletoe, which grows abundantly in the ap
ple orchards of Normandy, aid is sent
tlience in great quantities to London and
New York, though chiefly to the former
city. For New York the mistletoe is gath
ered near the end of November; fo London
it is harvested a few days before O ’■islinas.
Before Christmas, and when the apples
have been gathered and carried to the cider
presses, or stored away in “caves,” as tlio
French call their cellars, all the peasant chil
dren of the neighborhood, and poor people
from the towns, came out to the mistletoe
harvest. They are hired by the farmers for
a few cents a day, and they gladly come
with huge baskets, and with little donkey
carts, (not much laiqrer than wheelbarrows),
called ebarrettes. These are piled so high
with the harvested parasite lliat they look
like miniature hay-carts going home to the
farmer’s barn.
Little Jeanne Duval came up to the cli&t
eau from Muire Brise’s orchard, having heard
the foreign lady say that she wished to see
tlie harvesters at work. “Will you tell the
lady who talks like a baby that I have come
to show Her the way to the orchard ?” she
said to Eliza, the femme de chambre. The
lady whose American French seemed so ba
by-like to tlie patois-speaking child, rode
along the broad highway, regarding the
demure little maiden by her side more than
the beautiful world about her, all silver
gray and tawny-gold, olive-green and crim
son in its glorious autumnal dress. Little
Jeanne wore a coarse gray woolen petticoat
reaching to her ankles, and beneath this
were so many other short, full-gathered pet
ticoats that her skirts stood out as if she
were “making cheese,” as the children say
She wore coarse stockings and B'ibols, or
wooden shoes, that seemed as if they had
been cut with a jack-knife from solid chunks
of wood. Her loose black jacket reached
just below her waist, and her head was cov
ered with a white cotton cap, very like a
night-cap, in which, as the lady said to
herself, she looked like a little old woman
cut short."— Si. Nicholas for December.
Mistletoe at Christmas-tide.
The hanging of the mistletoe is a cause
of much frolic anil laughter iu the house.
It is the rule that whoever is passing un
der tho mistletoe-hough must submit to
being kissed then and there by whosoever
chooses to take that liberty. Asa bough
usually hangs from the center of the celling,
spreading over a large space, it follows that
there must be much dodging or much kiss
ing; I am inclined to think that there are
both.
The origin of this use of the mistletoe is
not known; but we do know that more than
eighteen hundred years ago, when the glad
stars sang together over the manger in
Bethlehem, aid wee men brought gifts of
gold, frankincense, and myrrh to a young
Child in the peasant-mother’s arms, England
was a chill, mist-covered island, inhabited
only by savages, who wore garments of
skins and lived in huts of mud aod stone.
Among these savage Britons there were pa
gan priests called Druids. These priests
were a mysterious folk, who lived in deuse
woods far away from other men, and who,
in the gloomy solitudes of the forest, per
formed strange secret ceremonies. The
“sacred groves,” as they were called, were
of oak ; for the oak was a divine tree, ac
cording to the Druidical religion. Within
these sacred grove-, the priests, it is record
ed in history, offered their sacrifices, and in
some manner, not now known, they em
ployed the mistletoe But ail mistletoe
was not sacred to the Druids. They would
have none but that which clung to the
trunk and was nourished by the sap of the
divine oak. To them, the apple-tree mis
tletoe, which modern England uses so freely
iu her holiday festivities, would he a worth
less and common thing.
When, in later centuries, England was
taught the Christian religion by priests who
went thither from Borne, the people, though
professiog a belief ia Christ, retained mauy
of their heathen rites and customs changed
from their original moaning and purpose.
At any rate, from the Druids, has come the
modern usage of the mistletoe-bough,
strangely preserved in festivities, which
commemorate the birth of Him whose pure
worship destroys all heathen superstitions.—
St. NiehoUu for December
J*e Whites’ Temptation.
Deacon Jones kept a little fish market.
“Do you want a boy to help you ?’’ asked
Joe White one day. “1 guess “I can sell
fish.”
“Canyou give good weight to my custo
mers, and take good care of my pennies ?”
“Yes sir,” answered Joe, and forthwith he
took his place in the market, weighed the
fish, and kept the room in order.
“ A whole day for fun, fireworks, and
crackers, to morrow,” exclaimed Joe, as he
buttoned his white apron around him, the
day before the Fourth of July. A great
trout was Hung down on the counter.
“Here’s a royal trout Joe. I caught it
myself. You may have it for ten cents.
Just hand over the money, for I’m in a hur
ry to buy my fire crackers,” said Ned Long,
one of Joe’s mates.
The Deacon was out, but Joe had made
purchases for him before, so the dime was
spun across to Ned, wlio was off like a
shot.
Just then Mrs. Martin appeared. “I want
a nice trout for my dinner, to-morrow. Tins
one will do, how much is it?”
“A quarter, ma’am ;’’ and the fish was
transferred to the lady’s basket, and the sil
ver piece to the money-drawer.
But here Joe paused. “Ten cents was
very cheap for that fish. If I tell the Dea
con it cost fifteen he’ll be satisfied; and I
shall have five cents to invest in fire-crack
ers.’’
The Deacon was pleased with Joe’s bars
gain, and when the market was closed each
went his way for the night. But the nickle
in Joe’s pocket burned like a coal; he could
eat no supper, and was cross and unhappy.
At last he could stand it no longer, but,
walking rapidly; tapped at the door of Dea
con Jones’ cottage.
A stand was drawn out, and before the
open Bible sat, the old man. Joe’s heart al
most failed him,but be told his story, and
with tears of sorrow, laid the coin in the
Deacon’s hand. Turning over the leaves
of the Bjble, the old man read : “He that
covereth iris sins shall not prosper : but
whoso confesseth ami forsake!h them, shall
have mercy. You have my forgiveness, Joe;
now go home and confess to the Lord, hut
remember you must forsake as well as con
fess. And keep this little coin as long as
you live, to remind you of this first tempta
tion.”—Child's World.
emus nr as eve.
'Twas on u Christmas ev’ning,
Wht*n the town was mad with glee.
And tlie hearts of youth and maiden
Were glad as hearts can be ;
That I peep'd into a window
Of a dark and gloomy liut,
Which seem'd to me the shadow
Of the revelry without.
A riiHh-light dimly burning
Lay by the, tireless grate,
And besido a rocking cradle
A phiv'ring mother Fat ;
And her hunger'd cheek* grew paler
As her weary eyes would fall
On the empty he* dies* stocking,
Hung on the chimney wall.
Then I watched the gray-hnir*d father,
As be stole with HhoelesH feet
Across the rough lnrnrd phthking.
In from the nnow-laid utreet;
And I saw him ,softly creeping
With a broken, penny toy,
And place it in the stocking
Of hi* happy, sleeping boy.
And when the Christmas morning
Shall have broken on the land,
And all the happy children
With their gaudy gift* In hand,
Shall have welcomed ,; Merry Christinas”
With the long, familiar kfos ;
There will be no lordling’n mansion
That in happier than this ;
Not with all their tinseled pleasure
Will their hearts wear more of joy
Than those who starv’d and shiver'd
For this broken penny toy.
—('laude Florance.
CiirLDit&N Doing Good. —l am sure you
will find out ways of showing kindness if
you look for them. One strong lad I saw
the other day carrying a heavy basket up a
hill for a little tired girl. Anolher dear lad
1 met leading a blind man who had lost his
faithful dog.
An old lady, Bitting in her arm-chair by
the fire, once said: “My grand-daughter
there is bauds, feet and eyes to me.”
“How 80 V”
“Why she runs about so nimbly to do the
work of the house; she brings me so wil
lingly whatever I want; and when she lias
done she sits down, and reads to me so nice
ly a chapter in the Bible.*'
One day a little girl came home from
school quite happy to think that she had
been useful. For there was a school-fello*v
there in great trouble about the death of a
baby brother.
“And I pip my cheek against hers,” said
her companion, “and l cried, too, because
I was sorry for her, and afier a little while
she left off crying, aud said I had done her
good.’’
THE HICK DOLL Y.
My dolly Is very stek !
I dont know what to do.
Her little forehead It scowls quite horrid,
Her Ups are turning blue.
She's got a dreadful pain,
I know it from her face ;
111 fetch a pellet and make her smell it,
From mamma's medicine-case.
There, there, my child, lie still;
That’ssure to do you good;
Now don’t he ugly. I'll wrap you snugly
All in your scarlet hood.
I know what made her sick !
She's had too much to eat!
A piece of cheese, six blackberries,
An l a little bit of meat!
That’s too much for a doll
(llusli ! Baby dear, don't cry!)
All those blackberries,hesldesstewedoherrles
And huckleberry pie !
I ought to be ashamed
(Tnat’sjiist what mamma said)
To let my dolly commit such folly,
And get a pain in her head.
Some gruel would do her good ;
What fun 'twill be to make it!
Just flour and water,and then my daughter,
You’ll have to wake and take it.
I'd like to be a cook !
How nice the gruel does smell !
Oh 1 there it goes all over her nose!
Now dolly has got well 1
—Busan Coolidge, in the hvlepcnrient.
The Thisklug Pansies,
I was walking through my garden one
morning, when 1 came suddenly upon my lit
tle Madge, standing beside (he pansy-bed.
She seemed in a very serious mood and had
her hands ciasfied behind her.
“Mamina, can pansies think ?” she asked,
looking anxiously up into iny face.
“ They can think il the roses can,” I answer
ed. “But why does my 'tittle girl ask ?”
“Because, mamma,” she said, talking very
rapidly, “when 1 came down trough the gar
den ’is morning all the pansies had their faces
turned toward me, ami they looked as if they
were finking ; and 1 fought 1 heard them say ;
‘Pick me, little girl! Please, pick me! And,
mamma, 1 was so sorry for them, tied down
on the ground, that 1 picked some.” And she
held out to me both hands. They were filled
with straggling rna ses of my laige, dark, rare
purple pansies.
“O i! my naughty little girl 1” I said, has
tily.
Bhe looked first at one hand arid then at the
other, witli a distressed face, her cheeks glow-
ing scarlet. “Mamma, I’ll put them all back
if yon are sorry.”
“But, my child, you say they asked you to
pick them.”
“I fought they did, mamma ; but, if you
want me to, I'll put them all back,” she said,
with quivering lip an like tears falling over
her flushed cheeks.
“We can’t put them back. But nevermind;
there are plenty of pansies,” I eaid, wiping
the tears away and kissing the hot cheeks.
“Mamina woa’t scold this time. And the next
time the flowers beg you to pick them come
my dear, and ask mamma if she is willing.
The flowers are rogues, I fear.”
An hour afterward I saw the soothed Madge,
with her doll, Annette, standing before the
flowers, which I had arranged in a vase. She
was telling dolly all about the aflair. As she
oonciuded she shook her head at the blossoms,
and I heard lier say: “Pansies, you coaxed
me to do it. Yes, you did; you surely did.
You are rogues. Mamma said so. But you
can’t coax aue to do so any more. You were
bad. Now you may just Bay your prayers and
be sorry.” And she walked out of the room
with a grand lir, saving. “Annette, my dear,
I want you to ’member you must never pick
pansies w ithout asking your Mamma Madge,
’cause it is'very naughty, and you know what
happen to naughty dollies.”— Helen Philleo
Jenkins, in “Thelndependent.”
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CARBOMNR
A DEODORIZED
EXTRACT of PETROLEUM
The only article that will Restore
Hair on Bald-Heads.
What The World has been Waiting
for Centuries.
The greatest discovery of onr day, so far as a
large portion of humanity is concerned, is Car
holme, an article prepared from Petroleum, and
which effects a complete and radical euro in case
of baldness, or where the hair, owing to dis
eases of the scalp, has become thin and tends
to fall out. It is also a speedy restorative, and
while its use secures a luxuriant growth of hair;
it also brings back the natural color, and gives
the most completo satisfaction in the using.
The falling out of tho hair, the accumulations
of dandruff, aud the premature change iu color,
are all evidences of a diseased condition of the
scalp and the glands which nourish the hair.
To arrest those causes the article used most
posses medical as well as chemical virtues, and
the change must begin under the scalp to be of
permanent aud lasting benefit. Buoli an article
is Carboliue, and like many other wonderful
discoveries, it is found to consist of elements
almost in their natural state. Petroleum oil is
the artiele which is made to work such extra
ordinary results, but it is after it has been
chemically treated aud completely deodorized
that it is iu proper condition for the toilet. It
was iu far-eff Russia that the effect of petroleum
upon the hair was first observed, a Government
officer having noticed that a partially bald
lieadod servant of his, when trimming the
lamps, had a habit of wiping his oil-besmeared
hands in his scanty looks, and the result was in
a few months a much finer head of black, glossy
hair than he ever had before.
The oil was tried on horses and cattle that had
loßt their hair from tlie cattle plague, and the
results wore as rapid as they were marvelous.
The manes and even the tails of horses, which
had falleu out, were completely restored in a
fow weeks. These experiments wero heralded
to tho world ; but the knowledge was practical
ly useless to the prematurely bald and gray, ae
no one in civilized society conld tolerate tlie uae
of refined petroleum as a dressing for the hair.
But the skill of one of our own chemists has
overoome tho difficulty, and, by a process known
only to himself, he has, after very elaborate and
costly experiments, succeeded in deodorizing
petroleum, which renders it susoeptible of being
handled as daintily as the famous eau de co
logne. Tlie experiments made with the deodor
ized liquid on the human hair were attended
with the most astonishing results, A few ap
plications where the hair was thin and falling
gave remarkable tone and vigor to the scalp and
hair. Every particle of dandruff disappears on
the first or soconi dressing, and the liquid, so
searching in its nature, seems to penetrate to
the roots at once and set up a radical change
from the start. It ia well known that the most
beautiful colors are made from petroleum, and
by Borne mysterious operation of natnro the use
of this article gradually imparts & beautiful
light brown color to the hair, which, by continu
ed use, deopons to a black. The color remains
permanent for an indefinite length of time, and
the change is so gradual that the most intimate
friends can scarcely detect its progress. In a
word, it is tlie most wonderful discovery of the
age, and well calculated to make the premature
ly bald and gray rejoice.
We advise onr readers to give it a trial, feel
ing satisfied that one application will convinoe
them of itß wonderful effects.—[Pittsburg Com
mercial of October 21, 1577.
The article is telling its own story in the hands
of thousands who are using it with most gratify
ing and encouraging results :
W. H. Bsill A Cos , Fifth Avenue Pharmacy,
say : It affords us pleasure to add our names to
your already long list of reoommeudationg for
Sour valuable Hair Bestorer, “Carbolins.” We
avo sold preparations for the hair for upwards
of twenty years, but hsve never had one !o sell
as well or give such universal satisfaction. We
have examined your Carkoline with tho greatest
care, and lind it contains nothing whatever in
jurious to the hir or general health. We there
fore recommend it with confidence to onr friends
and the general public.
Mr. Gustavus F. Hall, of the Oates Opera
Troupe, writes : “After six weeks’ use am con
vinced, as are also my comrades, that your Oar
boline has and is producing a wonderful growth
of hair where I had none for years.”
Mr. N. HcClahkkk, Druggist, Pittsburg, Pa.,
says . “The good effects from the übo of Oarbo
line are brought to my notice every day to such
an extent as to justify me iu recommending it
to my most intimate friends.”
C. H. Smith, of the Jennie Hight Combination,
writes: “After using your Carboline three weeks
I am convinced that bald keadß can bo 're-halr
od;’ its simply wonderful in my case.”
CARBOLINE.
Is now presented to the public without fear of
contradiction aa the best Restorative and Bean
tifier of the Hair the world ever produced.
Price one Dollar per Bottle.
KENNEDAY & CO~ Pittsburg, Pa.
Bole Agents for the United States,the Cannadaa
and Great Britain.
Bold by all Druggists, Wholesale and Retail,
throughout the Uuited States.
I nmnir 1 'Jfhe most violent at
n V I* Li lui n t& eks instantly relieved
14 A In 111 U by “Ucrman Asthma
11U X lilU.ll Cure." Never Fails. A
single trial will convince the most skeptical.
Priie 50cts.and $1 of all druggists. Sample
free for Btamp. Try it. H. SCHIFFMANN,
General Agent, St. Louis, Mo.
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AMERICAN DRIER COMPANY,
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S. T. JENKINS, Atlanta, Ga.
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