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Christ is exactly the opposite; he said, “Give, and it shall be given unto you in good measure, pressed down, and running over.” Anatomy contributes an illustration of this. The heart is a muscular organ, and has to be fed like all other muscles. It is known that the heart con tains at one time or another all the blood for the human body, but as a matter of fact the heart re fuses to take up any of its contents until it has giv en out all it has. After the blood has passed out of the heart, a sufficient amount is returned to the wall of the heart by means of a small blood vessel, and from that it gets its nourishment and life. What a great lesson of unselfish benevolence! Suppose the heart should argue like many church es: “We had better lay aside some for a rainy day. We have all we can do at home. We do not like the missionary methods. We will hold up our contributions for a time ; and will do better after awffiile. ’ * If the heart should act upon this principle with holding supply, because of any little trifles, it would die. Centrifugal and Centrepital Force. Science tells us that there are two forces operat ing which keep this old world steady. One is cen tripetal which is a force received, and the other centrifugal which is a force given off. Suppose now for a moment that old mother earth should adopt the policy of the average church and of our selves for the most part. Suppose she should say, “I will stop my centrifugal force; I will stop giving off that I may receive more, what do you think would happen? Why, in an instant the centri petal force would smash this old world and grind it into dust. It is only when we give that we can expect to receive. This is what is the matter with the church today to a great extent. We do not know anything about giving. We give a little, paltry, puny sum and think we have done wonders. We have got to come to the place where we regard the church with its multiplied industries, all for humanity, the biggest thing in the world. And we have got to pour our money into it with our hearts and our prayers. We have got to stop quibbling over pen nies and dimes, and give of our substance until it hurts. Then we can stand back and see God’s power work and the cause of Christ flourish. The Veterans in Gray. On the morning of April 26th, the city of New Orleans was in gala attire to welcome the hosts of the Confederate Veterans which gathered there in annual reunion. There is no city in the country which understands better the requirements of hos pitality than does New Orleans, and the annual Car nival crowds which yearly visit the Crescent City will testify to this fact. The Confederate Veterans, too, who chose New Orleans only three years ago as a meeting place, evidence their appreciation by again selecting it as a place of reunion. The honor was felt by the citizens of New Orleons, and everything was done for the comfort, pleasure and convenience of the survivors of the most notewor thy struggle that our history records. Three years ago the meeting place of the Veter ans was not conveniently located, but this year a temporary building was erected in the heart of the city, and this vast auditorium was devoted to the exclusive use of the United Confederate Veterans. It was elaborately decorated and so comfortable in all its appointments that it savored in no particular of a temporary structure, though to the initiated it represented.a great outlay of time and money. The Convention was marked by one of the largest attendances ever seen at an annual reunion, and when it is remembered how fast the ranks of the gray are thinning as the years go on, the numbers seen at the reunion seem to mean that the sentiment and the memory of the past lives anew with each year that passs. The Convention was addressed by the Command er-in-Chief of the U. C. V., General Stephen D. Lee, who replied to the address of welcome and also spoke feelingly to his old comrades in arms. He se Golden Age for May 3, 1906 paid a deserved tribute to the memory of General Joseph Wheeler, and in that connection urged the building of more Confederate monuments through out the South. But in paying homage to the dead, General Lee did not forget that there were still living those who would rejoice at some evidence of the thought of their old comrades. He said: “Last of all, let us remember our less prosperous comrades not fortunate even in their death, or in their survival, to whom have been denied wealth and good fortune; alas! too o'tm, even the bless ing of health, without which all others avail but little. If we can perhaps sweeten the bast years of these old men, bring back, maybe, the light of other days in their fading eyes, awake in their hearts the great memories, they shall Hess us in re ceiving, more than we in giving. Many of the states, whom they so nobly served, have begun to gather them in soldiers’ homes, institutions which combine the beauty of charity with the grace of gratitude. But there are many other old veterans who will never be brought within such hospitable walls, and who are left to our peisonal charge for such sympathy and assistance as are honorable alike to them and to us. Let each camp continue its special care for this beneficent labor, and let us see to it that true comradeship shall cease only when the last old soldier has passed beyond human power.” The principal business transacted by the Conven tion was that it was decided to recommend to the different states that pensions be paid to slaves now living who followed their masters to the war, and also a resolution which declares in favor of setting apart one day in the year by each camp of the or ganization for the memorial services in behalf of Confederate dead. An incident of interest was the presentation to General W. L. Cabell of a handsome gold medal by the veterans of Arkansas as a token of their cordial regard. General Lee pinned the medal on General Cabell’s coat with a few eloquent words, and the occasion was a pleasant feature of one of the busi ness sessions. The parade of the Veterans was marked by several brilliant features, one of which was the massing of over a thousand children at Lee Circle (one of the points along the line of m°rch) to form a Con federate flag, the little ones being dressed so that the color design was exactly carried out. One of the events of the Convention was the re port of General Clement A. Evans on Confederate History. General Evans spoke eloquently of the danger of partisan histories, and urged that the schools be given only unbiased accounts of the great war between the states. He felt that Southern chil dren should be treated fairly in this respect, and believed that the schools would adopt as unbiased history as it was possible to procure at this time. His address was a most interesting and valuable one, and was listened to with deepest attention. In conclusion he said: “If any should foolishly ask the old Confederate soldier, when will your reunions cease, when will you cease to bear your banner in public parade? when will you to stir the world with the strains of 1 Dixie?’ they will answer—answer with out the slightest feeling of defiance—that they will cease to hold reunions when they cease to live and not until then. They will say that the revered flag which is the ensign of their comradeship may be folded when the last confederate warrior’s soul has taken its fight, and not until then; and that the strains of immortal 4 Dixie’ as a national air, to be used in celebrating the great glory of our united republic will thrill the hearts of our countrymen forever. * * * Therefore let these historic Confed erate men so order their lives in brotherly kind ness, in fidelity to their honor, in allegiance to their country and in the uprightness of all conduct that there shall never come a stain upon the Confeder ate name.” Richmond, Va., was the place chosen for the next reunion, and the invitation of the Virginia veterans was most cordially given. The Sons of Veterans, as is customary, also met during the session of the U. C. V., and this organi- zation, as well as that of the U. C. V., the United D.iughteis and the Children of the Confederacy, have lar.e representation in New Orleans. Extracts From “Shadowing a Drunkard” By C. A. RIDLEY. Ihe drunkard .... shall come to poverty!” And no matter what we may believe about it, and regardless of our arguments and theories, the thing still stands out as a fact that God knows what He is talking about, and He declares that the drunkard shall come to poverty. 1 he only argument ever raised either bv men or devils against prohibition, is the appeal of hypo crites for what they call “Personal Liberty.” Liberty is not the liberty to do wrong unrebuked. It is not to do as we wish, but as we ought. It is not to follow the impulses of appetite, but to listen to the dictates of reason. The first dram may seem a little thing, but what if we could pull aside the veil that hides the future years and see the result of that first dram. Then we should see that it was but the first gentle breeze that swept over the waving wheat or cotton field announcing the coming cyclone with its burning sands, poisonous coils, and the roar of a thousand devils. \\ hatever it touches it consumes. No man can be a. man long if he humors his appetite for it, or yields Io its manifold temptations. God has fixed a law that the intemperate man must lace at each turn of the way. lie hrs decreed that there is no real success for him, herais'' He knew what was best lor all parties concerned. Statesmen are dishonored, citizens disgraced, leg islatures corrupted, and the heart-fires of the pa triot smothered under its influence. Instead of honor, and safety, and hope, and happiness, it brings shame, and tenor, and despair, and misery. Faith may be cast down but never destroyed. Faith is as ETERNAL as Cod. I am on the side of the cloud next Io the sun. The sun shines on my back, and the black s in my face; yet on that ebon cloud I see a radiant bow, which spans its darkness and reveals its heavenly colors, the mer cies of God to a fallen world. Our asylums are its monuments, our almshouses its’place of refuge, and our jails its detention wards. It makes possible our penitentiary, and furnishes men for almost every gallows. ’ A Sharp Rejoinder. Some years ago Rev. E. Klumph, new of Elm, Wayne county, Mich., while seated in a village store, accosted a saloon-keeper with the r mark: 44 Come over to the church to-night and hear me lecture on temperance.” The reply was: 44 1 won’t; you said whisky-sell ers were robbers.” 44 1 didn’t,” replied Mr. Klumph. 44 What did you say?” “I said you were worse than robbers. I said you took an innocent boy a’d sent him home a maudlin fool. I said you took an intelligent man, and sent a lunatic to the asylum. I said you took a respected citizen, and sent a criminal to prison. I said you took a kind father, and sent a fiend to throw his family into the street. I said you took a loving husband, and sent a demon to kick his wife. I said you took the immortal soul and sent it to hell. I said you were worse than a robber.” Sharp and yet terribly true.—Exchange. Reliable and unbiased reports from Warsaw show conclusively that, though the flood of press dis patches has ceased, the situation in Russian Poland is growing worse daily. The present state of things seem to surpass that which existed prior to the be ginning of the revolution. Hardly a day passes without a political minder, a robbery of government alcohol stores or communal treasuries, and minor acts of violence are such common occurrences that they are passed over as mere incidents. 5