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2 ter, Vermont, April 15, 1816. He was of Huguenot descent. His parents being anxious that he adopt the ministry as his life work, directed his education along ministerial lines. At nineteen yeais of age he preached his first sermon to his home church (Bap tist) and was soon called to its pastorate, but the voice imperative seemed ever to whisper, 1 ‘Go, Teach!” So, after preaching two years he devoted the remainder of his life to teaching. He was married in 1841 to Miss Adelia C. Spen cer, of Kingsville, Ohio. Four children blessed their union: James R. Graves, a freshman in Dartmouth College, joined the Confederate army at twenty-one, and was killed at Ringgold, Ga., 1863; Florence M. Graves, graduate of Mary Sharp College, married Henry Sheen, of Columbus, Ga., and died during the early 70’s; Zunglius, a weak minded son, lived to be thirty-six years old; Hu bert, the youngest son, and still living, was the only male pupil ever graduated from Mary Sharp. He was a delicate child, and his mother, college matron and teacher of several classes, felt that she must keep him near her side, so he drifted smooth ly along through the college course, as though he had been a girl. Dr. Graves was devoted to his wife, and after her death (1895), he lost interest in human affairs, seldom leaving home, save his daily walks to the postoffice. After a short illness he quietly passed away on the night of May 18, 1902. Only a few days be fore his death he remarked to the writer that of his pilgrimage of eighty-six years, he had spent sixty in the school room! Verifying the fact that mental activity in the direction of public benefaction leads to long life. It is interesting to note that Col. A. S. Colyor (now in his eighty-eighth year, and one of the few surviving members of the Confederate Congress), who, in the long ago, wrote the letter that induced Dr. Graves to come South, was called upon to de liver his funeral oration. He was assisted by the late Ex-Governor Peter Turney, of Winchester. The old college chapel was draped in mourning, and the impressive ceremonies conducted therefrom. Among Col. Colyor’s remarks he said: “If I were asked to select three men who had done most good for the old South, I would not name politi cians, but I w T ould mention such life-long educators as Dr. C. D. Elliott, W. E. Ward and Z. C. Graves.” The A. M. degree was conferred upon Dr. Graves by Madison University, New York, in 1846, and that of LL.D., by the Union University, of Murfrees boro, Tenn., during the early 50’s. On the same day of his burial the remains of his beloved wife, buried beneath her favorite red oak trees, in the back yard of the old Graves home stead, were exhumed and laid to rest beside those of her distinguished husband in the cemetery at Winchester. “Through learning’s quiet fields their pathways led, Apart from strife and stern activity; Garnerers in realms of mind were they, Who from their plenteous harvest freely fed Those souls that hunger after life’s true bread.” Let us now and then “loaf and invite our souls.” When “school is done,” when the day’s demands on the farm have been met, when the whir of the factory’s machinery has ceased, and the store and office doors are closed, instead of spending the evenings reading the newspaper because “we must keep posted,” or else, rushing through one of the “most successful” novels, merely to say that we have read it, why not learn to know, more intimate ly, the work of Browning, Tennyson, SheAOSords worth, Bryant, Whittier, Longfellow, or Lowell?— Exchange. Last week’s Golden Age contained the picture of two young men of Hartwell, Georgia, who rejoice in the names of Robert Burns and Owen Meredith. We learn from our esteemed contemporary, the Hartwell Sun, that there is still another young namesake of a literary celebrity there, namely, Thomas Nelson Page. We are anxious to learn if any of the girls are named for the female writers. The Golden Age for August id, l§o6. Love the Motif. By Mary Pettus Thomas. “What hast thou in thy hands?” asked He. “A little lamb, 0 Lord, to offer Thee.” The sweet smell of that loving sacrifice Mounts up to heaven everlastingly. Shepherd’s staff did Israel’s leader bring, And wrought strange marvels ’fore Egyptian king. Thro’ smitten, parted sea, past desert’s marge His guided flock went slowly, wondering. Gold, frankincense and myrrh were in the hand Os worshipping Magi from Eastern land; These royal gifts were offered little Babe Found in the khan o’er which their star did stand. “And thou, poor woman, what hast thou?” asked He. “Two mites—my earthly store—to give to Thee.” Into His treasury millions since have poured Because of her great generosity. When pot of nard anointed Holy One, The highest praise e’er given then was won. In memory of pure act of love is told His saying, “What she could, that hath she done.” A sewing needle bright-eyed Dorcas had— She who the suffering peer of Joppa clad. With coats and garments made by Dorcas’ hands The naked still are clothed and hearts kept glad. ’Tis ours—this heritage of years agone, A destined.’ share in service yet undone; Ours not to mar the vision radiant, But undimmed, to those who follow, pass it on! To every creature’s given some precious thing— Gold on butterfly, sheen on beetle’s wing, Melodious rhythm for the poet’s song, For child of hers, the mother-love unchanging. Lamb, needle, staff, and treasures (if He will), Spikenard sweet, and mites just two—these are still Channels through which Almighty power will flow, Whenever Love the giver’s heart doth fill. ’Tis when across a human violin Calvary’s bow is drawn (0 heart of mine!), Man’s heart is strangely stirred, for then is heard Melody aeolian, harmony divine. Os all the graces with which woman can clothe herself there is none like sincerity. Many a charm can be given to face and figure from the outside; the fire of intellect may light the features otherwise homely and uninteresting, and even generous im pulse lend its attraction; but without sincerity nothing will wear. What on first impression charms is only momentary delusion unless the stamp of truth be upon it. Sincerity is beauty itself—beauty that plainness cannot conceal nor age wither. It is not well to rate too highly our own judg ment, to make it up independent of others. What the world accepts or rejects may be accepted as fairly correct. We may fancy our standards the true ones, and the whole of society misled by a short and distorted vision, but to do so is to be confronted in the end by the unquestionable proof of our own short-sightedness and the humiliation of disappointment, if not worse. When the world has set an estimate on a man we may as well take him at that—the belief that we discover in him what it has not seen is but our weakness which he recog nizes and plays upon. In confidence in the universal opinion alone is safety. L. B. Abraham’s, head master of the Jews’ free school at Spitalfields, England, has retired after fifty-three years of service. He is 67 years old and Israel Zangwill was once his pupil. Caught in a school house in New Jersey, where he was heating water for a bath, a tramp worked several difficult problems in algebra, showing him self to be an unusual tramp in many ways. News of General Interest. The . British and Foreign Bible Society now dis tributes the Scriptures in 300 languages. Last year the society issued a few volumes short of 6,000,000. Married women in Central Africa are forced to wear a close fitting cap over their heads and a wide metal collar around their necks. The Worshipful Company of Goldsmiths have presented $20,000 to the University of Cambridge, to be used for the present needs of the university library. On October 18, at Washington, the military mon ument in memory of Gen. George B. McClellan, former commander of the Army of the Potomac, will be unveiled. The General’s widow is now 71. Some plants are affected by chloroform, just as animals are. Sensitive plants, which shrink from the human touch in ordinary circumstances, lose their irritability in air charged with chloroform vapor. The Queen of Spain is to have a doctor of her own. London Truth learns that a Scott is to have the appointment. He will have a salary of $4,000 a year; an allowance for rent, a guinea ($5.25) for each visit to the Queen and the right to a private (practice. James Broadbent, mayor of Huddersfield, Eng land, is making the proper care of babies the feat ure of his adminsitration. He issues instructions as to their food and has them weighed every fort night on the mayoralty scales, to keep tab on their nutrition. A recent fad of Parisian high life is to have the dinner tables decorated with growing fruit trees. Instead of serving fruits as of old from crystal and silver dishes the guests may now reach forward and pluck a growing peach in midwinter or scatter the leaves of a strawberry bed and gather the delicacy from the edge of his plate. The recent death of Alfred Beit, who is reputed to have been one of the richest men in the world, recalls the diamond monopoly of which Beit and his partner, Cecil Rhodes, were the organizers. Rhodes died some years ago and left behind him an enduring memorial in the famous Rhodes Scholar ship, which provides for the international educa tion of students. A kindly explanation as to the apparent “lazi ness” of the average West Indian when he begins life in the United States is that the cause is ill health rather than disinclination to work. One of the reasons for this is said to be found in the fact that the West Indian workman is so accustomed to living in close, ill-ventilated huts that he can not stand the fresh air which is offered to him in his living quarters elsewhere. The Right Hon. Joseph Chamberlain was seventy years old on July Bth. He is a conspicuous figure in English political life, and one of the principal efforts of his career has been to strengthen the union between the United Kingdon and the colo nies. His position as Home Secretary under Lord Salisbury fitted him to carry on this work, and he is as active in English politics today as he was at the beginning of his career fifty years ago. It is pleasant to note that there has been a de cided decrease in the number of American paupers as shown by the Census Bureau. In 1880 there were 132 paupers to eveiy 100,000 of population, while in 1903 this number had decreased to 101 to the same population. These statistics apply to pau pers in almshouses alone, as there have been no statements as to paupers on the outside. The num ber in American institutions is greatly inferor to the numbers in the almshouses of Great Britain and those on the continent of Europe,