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HINGES.
“Os course, I can take care of
them,” said Jeanie, with a little
toss of her bright head. “Grand
ma needs you, Aunt Beth, and you
seen the children are contented
with me.”
She tossed a rubber doll to
Claire as she spoke, and turned to
catch the ball that Clyde's little
hands were uncertainly trying to
throw to her. The mother looked
from the sweet, girlish face to the
laughing babies.
“O, yes! I can trust them with
you, dear, and I’m glad I can go.
I do not know any one else I'd be
so willing to leave them with.
Good-bye.”
Jeanie watched the carriage
roll away, but her little charges
clamored for her attention, and
drew her from the window. She
felt quite matronly and dignified
as she looked around thebeautiful
room and reflected that she was
to be mistress of the place until
the next day. Aunt Beth's home
and twin babies were her admira
tion. and she was quite proud of
the little ones' devotion to her.
Late in the afternoon the door
bell rang, and a young friend was
ushered in.
“Oh!” laughed Jeanie, jumping
up from the construction of a
block house. “I heard the bell,
but I thought it was some caller
for Aunt Beth, who would go
away as so many have done be
fore.”
“No; I came to see you,” said
her friend. “I went to your house
first and found you were here. I
want you to go with me to the art
gallery. There is a beautiful
painting, which is to be taken
away in the morning; it is only
here for to-day, and we must see
it. Run and get your hat, for
we will not have more than time
to go and get back before tea.”
Jeanie’s picture-loving eyes
brightened; then she paused.
“But I can't go, Madge. I'm
staying with the children, you
see.”
“Nonsense!” answered Madge,
impatiently. “Why, you are go
ing to be here all night, aren’t
you? And you needn’t be gone
more than an hour and a half.
You will be back in plenty of time
to duck them in their little bed,’
and all that sort of thing. Can’t
Susan take care of them?”
“I’ll be busy in the dining room,
but I can leave the door open, and
we can get along for a little while
if Miss Jeanie wants to go,” said
Susan, rather slowly. She was
putting coal on the fire, and felt
that the visitor waited for her to
speak.
“There!” cried Madge, triumph
antly. “Now, get your hat. Their
own mother leaves them some
times.”
“She wouldn’t have left them
to-day if she hadn’t thought I
would be here,” Jeanie urged. “It
might be all right, Madge, and I
do want to see the picture, but—
I couldn’t feel comfortable about
going.”
She would not be persuaded,
though Madge called her an ex
aggerated conscience, and finally
departed vexed and disappointed.
Jeanie, too, was disappointed.
She had heard of the picture be
fore and had hoped to see it some
time. Besides, it did seem a
scant return for all the trouble
her friend had taken to let her go
alone. The thought of seeming
unkind troubled Jeanie. The
children played as contentedly
with their box of toys as if they
were quite capable of amusing
themselves, and perhaps they
would scarcely have missed her.
She took up a book and tried to
forget her annoyance in reading.
Suddenly a slight sound, she
scarcely knew what, drew her at
tention to the children, and with
a quick cry she sprang from her
seat and caught the little boy
from the floor. The boy was
choking! The little face was pur
ple, and the bright marbles scat
tered over the carpet told what
had happened. Her cry brought
Susan, but the frightened girl no
sooner comprehended the trouble
than she turned and ran out of
the house and down the street
for a doctor. Four blocks for
help. The hopelessness of it
flashed through Jeanie’s mind as
she heard the door close, and felt
herself left alone to the frantic ef
forts she had been making from
the first moment. She tossed the
child, she swung him forward and
downward, and then, just as it
seemed as if he must die, the mar
ble flew from his little throat and
he fell back limply in Jeanie’s
arms.
It w«s over in scarcely more
time than it takes for the telling.
It was only one of those “al
mosts” that lie so thickly along
the path of daily life—the things
that nearly happen, but do not
quite, and are so speedily forgot
ten. The color was coming back
to Clyde’s face, and he was crying
THE CHRISTIAN INDEX: THURSDAY. JANUARY 7,181.7
a half-frightened, half fretful cry
by the time Susan had delivered
her incoherent message and re
turned. When the doctor came,
an hour later, both children were
peacefully sleeping.
“I was out of town and only
came back a few minutes ago,” he
said. “I couldn’t quite under
stand what was wrong from the
word I received, but I came at
once.”
He was an old friend of the
family and Jennie explained, sure
of ready sympathy.
“What if 1 had not been here?”
she said, as they looked at the two
rosy sleepers.
“But you were,” he answered
soothingly, noting the nervous
tremor in her voice.
“But I was tempted to go. It
seemed such a trivial neglect, if,
indeed, it could be called neglect
at all. and yet—how awfully great
it would have looked to me all the
rest of my life!”
“Ah, yes; if you had gone. Ev
erything in this world is a hinge
upon which something else
swings,” he said thoughtfully.
“And we never can be sure that
any omitted duty will be a trifle.”
—Kate W. Hamilton in Forward.
Nothin? to Do.
School was just out, and Jamie
Andrews came into the house,
shutting the door behind him
with an impatient slam. “I had
to bring home my arithmetic and
my geography and my spelling
book,” he exclaimed in an ag
grieved voice. “The teachers
make us work awfully hard. I
wish I didn't have anything to
do.”
“Really?” his mother asked,
looking up from her sewing with
a questioning smile.
“Yes, really!” Jamie’s voice
sounded very positive. “I don't
like to work a bit. I wish I
didn't have a single thing to do.”
“I saw a boy once who must
have felt just as you do,” Mrs.
Andrews remarked, as she thread
ed her needle. “And, as he had no
one to insist upon his working, he
carried out his ideas very well.”
“Where did you see him?” Ja
mie asked, thinking enviously of
the happiness of a lad who was
actually allowed to do nothing.
“It was on that western trip
your father and I took several
years ago,” Mrs. Anderson an
swered. “He was an Indian boy,
and he wore ragged clothing
which some one much larger than
himself had probably thrown
away. I suppose he could easily
have earned enough to dress re
spectably; for he was a stout,
well-grown lad, and help was
scarce. However, he preferred io
do nothing, even if he had to go
ragged and dirty.”
Jamie began to look thought
ful.
“I suppose he must often have
been hungry,” Mrs. Andrews
went on, “since he wouldn’t work
for anything to eat, though he
begged fluently. He slept wher
ever he could, in barns and sheds,
and sometimes out under the
open sky. Os course, he had never
learned to read. He had no am
bition to be read. He had no am
to become respected and honored.
To be idle was his one idea of hap
piness.”
Jamie had picked up his arith
metic. “I'm going to show yon
how many of my problems I can
get before supper,” he said. “I
failed this morning, but I’m not
going to again.”
He had begun to understand
that there are better things than
having nothing to do.—The Sa
cred Heart Review.
Charity As a Fine Art.
“The fine art of charity, that is,
of cordial, prompt, efficient help
to whoever needs it, is one which
surpasses music, sculpture, color
and all other gifts of intelligence.
Like all art, it has its rules and
foundations. Amateur giving is
apt to prove little satisfaction to
giver or object. The first princi
ple laid own by best authority is
that charity begins at home. That
it should not end there does not
weaken the force of this obliga
tion. Let every man and woman
ask themselves if they have no
relative less comfortably placed,
who would be the better for help
which they might give. If this be
so, help is due to that quarter be
fore all other obligations. If
there is a brother out of employ
ment, or out of health, a brother’s
widow in strait circumstances, a
sister lacking comforts for health
and credit, an old aunt or uncle
on a scant income, thinly clad,
poorly fed, ill-housed may be, or a
faraway cousin falling into de
cline from overwork, the sacred
sense of family honor should com
pel care for these interests before
all outside cases. If you do not
do your duty so, the world must
see to your duty for you, or suffer
ing no less pitiable than it is
never heard of, must appeal to
heaven against you. And you,
neglecting your own blood, be
stow your alms on cases not half
so needy or worthy often as those
of your own kin. It is a very odd
thing that the most desperate
cases appealing for aid or employ
ment almost invariably are found
to have relatives abundantly able
to help them, if only disposed to
do so. There is no family dis
grace equal to this, and public
sentiment needs to be educated up
to seeing this fact in its true light.
—The Housewife.
Cnurch Etiquette.
There is such a thing as church
etiquette, and the lack of it is
quite as noticeable as a breach of
good manners in any other rela
tion of life. Right behavior in
church should be as religiously
observed as are any of the rules
and regulations of polite society
elsewhere. It is quite certain
that our conduct at church has
not a little to do in deciding the
measure of blessing which we
may hope to receive, and has a
very direct influence upon the
minds of those about us.
The following suggestions are
not altogether new, but they de
serve frequent repetition, in view
of the fact that they are so often
and so flagrantly violated, even
by those who would be quite of
fended if directly informed that
they were guilty of violations of
good breeding. We should al
ways be reverent and attentive;
and in all things we should try to
be “an example of the believers.”
1. If possible, be in time. Y’ou
need five minutes after coming
to get warm or cool, to compose
your body and mind, and to whis
per a prayer before the service be
gins.
2. Never pass up the aisle dur
ing prayer or Scripture reading.
If you do, your presence will dis
tract the minds of many in the
congregation.
3. Be devout in every attitude;
all whispering should be studious
ly avoided. Find the hymn, and
sing it if you can. Share the
bodk with your neighbor. If in
a strange church conform to its
customs of worship.
4. If the sermon has begun,
take a seat near the door, no mat
ter if you are “at home.”
5. Be thoughtful of the comfort
of others. Take the inside of the
pew, if you are the first to enter,
and leave all vacant space at the
end next to the aisle.
6. Speak a bright, cheery word
to as many as possible at the close
of the service. If you are a
stranger, ask one of the ushers to
introduce you to the pastor, or to
some of the church officers. This
will always insure you a hearty
welcome.
7. Never put on your coat, over
shoes or wraps during the closing
hymn, and do not ngike a rush for
the door immediately after the
benediction is pronounced.
8. There should be no loud talk
ing and jesting after the service is
concluded. They are as much
out of place in tlui house of God
as in the house £ mourning.—
Form.
A testimony like the following
from Men, shows us that the sto
ries about young men of high
character ruined by drink are not
fiction. The writer is Rev. S. E.
Young, a Presbyterian pastor in
Newark, N. J.:
In ’B9 four fellow students of
mine used to spice their meals at
the restaurant and enliven the
late evenings witli a little Rhen
ish wine or other mild intoxicant.
They were studying for the min
istry. After three years I saw
one of them in New York about
as low down in the scale as a man
can get. A year later a second of
the four, whose father all of the
Christian world knows, died from
the effects of a drunken debauch,
leaving an inconsolable family.
I have just returned from a visit
to the third in the insane asylum.
He was the brightest and win
somest of the group, of exquisite
ly delicate mould, yet immensely
capable every way. He drank to
excess; then read in Conan
Doyle’s book how the detective
injected cocaine and, in a gloomy
mood tried the experiment. For
more than a year, excepting the
brief hours when he escaped and
drugged himself again, he has
been incarcerated in a ward with
the demented. The other mem
ber of the four saw the handwrit
ing on the wall and slowed up.
All this —I have given but the
bare epitome—in seven, I might
say less than six, years! My dear
feilow, let the stuff’ alone.
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A Gentleman.
BY MARGARET K. SANGSTER.
I knew him for a gentleman,
By signs that never fail;
His coat was rough and rather worn,
His cheeks were thin and pale—
A lad who had his way to make,
With little time for play;
I knew him for a gentleman
By certain signs to-day.
He met his mother on the street;
Off came his little cap.
My door was shut; he waited there
Until I heard his rap.
He took the bundle from my hand,
And when 1 dropped my pen,
. He sprang to pick it up for me —
This gentleman of ten.
He does not push and crowd along;
His voice is gently pitched;
He does not fling his books about
As if he were bewitched.
He stands aside to let you pass;
He always shuts the door;
He runs on errands willingly
To forge and mill and store.
He thinks of you before himself.
He serves you if he can;
For, in whatever company,
The manners make the man.
At ten or forty, ’tis the same:
The manner tells the tale,
And I discern the gentleman
By signs that never fail.
Dear Index: My thoughts go out to
the cousins. Thinking how many of
them are looking forward to Christmas
with happy anticipations, I wonder if
any of them look back, thinking one
more year is nearly gone, and how has
my life been? Have I lived to honor
God and to honor man?
How many mistakes we see that we
have made; and just think how many
blessings have been ours to enjoy. Ah,
I feel that I can never thank God suf
ficiently for his many blessings to me.
How unworthy I feel, to be the recip
ient of such blessings. God blesses ail,
and so ought we endeavor to be a bless
ing to all. In reading the cousins' let
ters I learn that some of them are not
Christians, but say they hope to be
some time. May God bles and save
every one of them. We should con
tinually pray for the unsaved. The
best evidence of our conversion is
found, not in our feelings, at or about
the time we profess it, but in the con
sistency of our conduct afterward. If
God is in all our thoughts, morn
ing, noon and night, if our great
est pleasure consists in contemplat
ing and enjoying the excellencies
of his character, and the truths of his
favor.
But if our affections are occupied
chiefly with worldly cares and the
thought of God is occasional, rather
than habitual; if our pleasures are
drawn chiefly from earth, and not from
God and his word the evidence is
alarming. Please pardon me if my let
ter is too long. Wishing editors and
all the cousins a happy new year, I re
main
Yours, most sincerely,
HUMMING BIRD.
LaGRANGE —Dear Index: Will you
spare me a little space in your paper?
I have never thought of writing a let
ter to you. Papa has been taking the
Index for several years. I have just
lately commence to read your paper.
I think it is the best paper published.
I take great pains in reading the Chil
dren’s Corner. I go to school to the
Baptist college. Rev. Dr. G. A. Nun
nunally is our president. Papa and
mamma are members of the church. I
are members of the Baptist church. I
am not a member of the church, but
expect to be some day. Dr. Nunnally
is our pastor. Mr. Reeves is our su
perintendent. I am a girl thirteen
years old. My Sunday-school teacher
is Mrs. Whitfield. I love her very
much. My teachers in school are Miss
Cornelia Willis and Miss Alice McFar
land. I love them a great deal. I
don’t think I could get better and nicer
teachers anywhere. lam a member of
the Sunbeam Society, but I have been
absent some time. I will close by ask
ing and answering some questions.
What name in the Bible spells the same
backward as forward? vVhat proper
noun mentioned in the Bible has only
two letters? I will answer some of
G. M. B.’s question. 1 Kings 17:6 will
tell you to what man God sent food by
ravens. Isaiah 8:1 will tell you the
longest word in the Bible, which con
tains nineteen letters. The woman
that prepared a meal for three angels
is in Gen. 18:6. The man that climbed
up the tree to see Jesus is in Luke
19:16. If I see this in print I’ll try
and write again. I am
Your faithful reader.
GEORGIA BARRETT.
WASHINGTON.—Dear Index: I
have just been reading the interesting
letters in the Corner and thought I
would knock for admittance into your
happy band.
I enjoyed “Earnest Willie’s” letter so
much and I hope he will write again.
“Gray-haired Mother,” won’t you come
again soon? I appreciate the letters
from the older people very much.
Our Sunday-school is going to unite
with the other Sunday-schools in town
and have a Christmas tree. We expect
to have a merry Christmas and I hope
all of the cousins will.
I will answer some of G. M. B.’s ques
tions. Elijah was fed by ravens. Ital
ian band is mentioned in Acts 10:1.
Joseph’s body was embalmed and put
in a coffin. Jerusalem is first men
tioned in Joshua 15:63.
With best wishes for the Index and
all of the cousins.
Your friend.
M. C. F.
Dec. 10, 1896.
SEALE, ALA. —Dear Index: I see
so many nice letters in the Children’s
Corner, I enjoy reading so much. I
am a little boy fourteen years old. I
joined the Baptist church when I was
eleven years old. Rev. M. P. Reynolds
baptized myself and younger brother at
the same time. I have been trying to
serve God and his church ever since.
Bro. J. W. Homner is our pastor. We
love him very much. Uncle Jimmie,
can’t you make Seale a visit? With best
wishes to the Index and all the little
cousins, I will close for this time.
PASCHAL VANN.
AMERICUS.—Dear Index: As I
have not seen any letters from Ameri
cus, I thought I would write one. I
aim a little girl nine years old. I
am a little orphan. I have been in
Americus about two years. I live with
Mr. W. T. Weekley. I like my home
very much. I go to Sunday-school.
Miss Callie Windsor is my teacher
and Dr. Turpin is the preacher. J.
Edgar Littlejohn asked the question,
How many angels did the Lord send
to destroy Sodom and Gomorrah.
There were two. I will close now
with love to all the cousins.
EXA WEEKLEY.
THOMPSON'S MILLS.—Dear Index:
I was glad that our dear editor favored
me enough to print my other little
piece.
Earnest Willie, I want you to write
again. Your letters are so interesting,
and I enjoy reading them so much. I
have read one of your hooks through.
I wish everybody could road it, I am
reading Pilgrim’s Progress now. I also
think il is a good book.
Rev. J. F. Jackson, from Windor,
preached an excellent sermon at
Sharon last second Sunday night. We
all appreciated It very much, and want,
him to come again soon.
One of the deacons of our church,
Mr. U. T. Wolford, died recently and left,
several children that are not Christ
ians. I want you all to ]sray that they
may find the Lord precioua to their
souls, and live happy Christian lives.
My Grandpa and Grandma Parks
have been visiting us. I was so sorry
to see them leave, for they are getting
old, and I don’t know whether I will
ever see them any more; but ho;.e that
I may.
I will try to answer one of Charlie
C. Littlejohn’s questions. Judas was
the one that was so sorry that he had
sinned that he went and hanged him
self.
With much love to the cousins, Index
and all, I am
Your faithful friend,
ASA L. PARKS.
SPREAD. —Dear Index: Here I come
to join the happy band of the Index. I
am a little girl just eight years old. My
grandmamma lives with us and I am so
glad, for she takes your paper and I
do love to read it, especially the Chil
dren's Corner. When I have finished
I tell my little brother what you all
say.
I go to Stapleton Baptist church with
my mamma and grandmamma. Mr.
Hamilton Carswell is our preacher and
we love him very much.
I just want to tell the cousins how
sad I am over the thoughts of giving
up my teachers, Mr. H. E. Smith and
Miss Jessie Jones. But we are going
to have a new one next year.
I like to go to school and we children
have a fine old time playing on the way.
This is my first letter, so please, now,
Mr. Index, don’t let me tumble over in
that waste basket the children write
about so much, and I will try to come
another time. I hope Santa Claus will
come to see you Xmas and me too.
With love for all the Index folks.
MAMIE ROOKS.
YONLEY.—Dear Index: lam a Ji.t
tle girl nine years old. I appreciate the
Children's Corner very much, and as
I have not noticed any letters from
Yonley, I thought I would write one.
We have a good Sunday-school. I go
every Sunday. We have about sixty
scholars. Mr. J. T. Carter Is our su
perintendent. Our school observed the
second Saturday in November as Mis
sionary day. We collected $10.40 for
missions. We have preaching every
fourth Sunday and Saturday before.
Rev. J. M. Cross is our beloved pastor
and he is one of the best pastors in
Georgia. We live on a farm in the
country. Just let me tell you, I have
seven brothers and three sisters.
I will answer one question asked by
Dora Cain. The Lord killed Uzzah
because he laid his hand on the ark
to keep it from falling.
Your little friend.
MARTHA HERRINGTON.
BUENA VISTA—Dear Index: Here
I come again knocking for admittance.
We all had a fine time Thanksgiving
day, and -enjoyed it very much. Our
school teacher gave us holiday, and I
think it was very kind in him. His
name is Mr. Melson, and we like him
very well as a teacher. I am taking
music under Miss Annie Tharpe and
like her better every day. I can play
a few pieces.
Mr. J. D. Norris has resigned and
we have a new preacher. His name is
Mr. Sanborn, from Americus. I have
heard him preach twice and like him
very well. I will close by asking this
question: How long had God’s peo
ple gone without a temple?
Lovingly.
LOUISE WYNN.
McDONOUGH. —Dear Index: I have
just finished reading the sweet letters
of the cousins, and I cannot resist from
writing myself.
I like to read the Index very much.
My father has been taking it ever since
I can remember. We have a fine Sun
day-school. Mr. E. M. Copeland is our
superintendent and Mr. Elim Culpepper
is our pastor, and we all like him very
much indeed. We have formed a B.
Y. P. U. in our church and I do hope
it will be a success.
I will answer some of G. M. B.’s
questions: (1) Elijah; (2) Joshua 10:1;
(3) once, and in Acts 10:1. With much
love for the cousins,
I am your friend.
L. M. C.
HOGG. —Dear Index: I have been
reading the children’s letters. I do
think they are so nice. I thought I
would try to write one. I asked
mamma to write for me, but she
wanted me to write for myself. Igo
to school. I go to preaching every
fourth Sunday. Mr. Charles Walters is
our pastor. The members of Antioch
church have chosen him for another
year. I have three little brothers, two
younger than myself. For fear my
letter is already too long, I will close.
With best wishes to the Index and its
readers, I reamin your friend,
ANNIE HIGHNOTE.
HOGG. —Dear Index: One rainy day
I was sitting by the fire and picked up
mamma’s Christian Index, and the first
thing I spied was the Corner with let
ters from the little folks. I became so
much interested in them I decided I
would write too. Papa takes your pa
per and mamma thinks she could hard
ly do without it. Little sister Annie
and Bud Cheater and Bud Porter
and myself all go to school. This
leaves papa and mamma by themselves.
Well, as this is my first I will try not
to stay too long.
Your friend.
GROVER HIGHNOTE.
MONROE. —Dear Index: lam a lit
tle girl just ten years old, but this is
my first attempt to write to you. I go
to Sunday-school every Sunday, at Har
mony. My papa is the superintendent
and my mamma is the organist. We
have a good Sunday-school. Our be
loved pastor is T. E. McCutchens. I
joined the church when I was eight
years old. I live out in the country.
We do not take the Index, but grand
ma takes it. Please send me the Index
next year. My best wishes to the In
dex. LIZZIE PHILLIPS.
QUITMAN. —Dear Index: I am very
young, for I am only ten years old. I
go to Sunday-school every Sunday, if I
can.
My papa takes the Christian Index.
I never took an interest in the paper
before last Sunday. I picked it up and
read some of the letter in the paper.
I like it very much.
If you put his little letter in the pa
per I may write again.
Your little cousin,
WALTER J. ROUNTREE.
LAVONIA.—Dear Index: I see so
many nice letters in the Children’s Cor
ner, and I enjoy reading them so much,
I thought I would write, too. I am a
little boy eleven years old, and I go to
Sunday-school every Sunday. Mr. G.
W. Weldon is the superintendent. My
sister is my teacher. We have preach
ing every first Sunday. Bro. J. H. Mc-
Millian Is our pastor. We like him
very much. Our Sunbeams meet after
preaehing. I enjoy it very much.
Your friend.
WALTER HARRISON.
BOWMAN. —Dear Index: Mamma
takes the Index and I love to read It,
especially the Children's Corner. lam
glad we have a corner. Our pastor is
Dr. A. E. Keese. I am not a member
of the church yet, but hope to be be
fore long. lam ten years old. We
have a nice Sunday-school at Bowman
and a nice college, but I am too small
to walk, as it is nearly three miles
from here. We take the Youth’s
Companion and it is a splendid paper.
Your little friend,
MARY HARPER.
HAZLEHURST, MlSS.—Dear Index:
As I have not written to you, I thought
I would write. I am a little girl eight
years old. I read the Index and enjoy
it very much. I like to read the Chil
dren’s Corner. My father is a preacher
and he preaches here every Sunday.
I have one brother, and we both go to
Sunday-school. Good-bye.
JULIENNE KNIGHT PACE.
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Unless our religion has sweet
ened us to a very considerable ex
tent —given us the control of our
temper, checked us in our mo
ments of irritation and weakness,
enabled us to meet misfortune,
and, in a measure overcome it, de
veloped within us the virtues of
patience and long-suffering, mak
ing us tender and charitable in
our judgments of others and gen
erally diffusing about us an at
mosphere that is genial and win
some—whatever else we may
have gained,one thing is sure, re
ligion is not having its perfect
work in us; and, even though our
Christian life is clear and posi
tive, it is only as a gnarled and
twisted apple tree that bears no
fruit, only as a prickly bush that
bears no roses, and the very thing
which of all others we should
have is the very thing in which
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life without sweetness is a lamp
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