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rill'i AlXiAN’l'A SElttl-WKEKljI JUlIBINALi, AXUAIN1A, (JA„ f'KXDAT, JTJWE 13, 1313.
Wins First Scholarship
THE EVENING STORY
LOVE THYSELF LAST.
love thyself last. Look near; behold
thy duty
To those who walk beside thee down
life’s road;
Make glad their days by little acts of
beauty.
And help them bear the burden of
* earth’s load.
-Love thyself last. Look far and find the
stranger
Who staggers - neath his sin and his
despair:
Go lend a hand and lead him out of
danger
To heights where he may see the
world is fair.
Love thyself last. The vastnesses
above thee
Are filled with spirit forms, strong
and pure;
■ And fervently these faithful friends
shall love thee;
Keep thou t*hy watch o’er others, and
endure.
Love thyself last; and. oh, such joy
shall thrill thee
As never yet to selfish souls was
given.
Whate’er thy lot. a perfect peace shall
fill thee.
And earth shall seem the ante-room
of heaven.
Love thyself last, and thou shalt grow
in spirit
To see. to Hear, to know, and under
stand.
’i ne message of the stars; lo, thou shalt
hear it.
And all God’s joys shall be at thy
command.
—ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.
While in Japan 1 was sometimes
astonished at the similarity of their
ideas in the “enlightened period,” as
they called their former^ emperor’s
reign, and the age of mythology. I
told you not many months ago they
have a legend about a turtle upholding
the world—though what upholds the
turtle I never could find out. Vol
canoes. earthquakes, tidal waves and
such upheavals of nature are caused by
angry or restless dragons, and the same
idea prevails in China.
Some one wrote, “Mythology is the
dust of former beliefs. It is man’s first
effort to know God.” And I have
always enjoyed tracing folk lore and
mythology to the “first people.” or as
near as possible.
Every nation and every tongue has a
certain set of fundamental stories that
are similar, and many of the myths are
founded on everydaj' events. Night and
morning, summer and winter, the sun
and moon, are more frequently used
than any others. Mythology tells the
story of how Jupiter and his brother
defeated the Titans and banished them
to Tartarus. Then a new enemy arose,
which is in line with our teaching that
as long as life lasts we will have foes
to conquer and a sharp battle to fight.
The enemy, however, was next time a
Jot of giants, some having a hundred
arms and some breathing fire. They
were at last subdued and for safe keep
ing were buried alive under Mount
Aetna. They struggle to escape, and
that causes earthquakes and volcanoes.
Proserpine and Pluto come right in
line with that legend.
The story is that when the giants
were conquered by Jupiter and his
brothers it shook the earth so much
that Pluto thought his kingdom in
danger. He mounted his chariot and
started to see the extent, of the dam
age. : .
Venus saw him and said to her son
Cupid. “My son. take your darts with
which you conquer all, and send one in
to the breast of yonder monarch, ruler
of Tartarus. Why should he escape?
Seize this opportunity, to enlarge your
kingdom and mine. Minerva, the wise,
and Diana, the huntress, defy us; and
there is that daughter of Ceres who
threatens to follow their example. Join
these two in one."
Cupid selected his truest-, sharpest ar
row and let it fly straight into the heart
of Pluto. Enna was a' value where
spring reigned all the time and there
Proserpine wa*s gathering flowers with
her playmates. Shelly. Longfellow,
Jean Ingelow and others have immortal
ized this story of PlutVYs seeing her,
snatching her up| and driving rapidly
away. She screamed for help, but her
EXPERIENCE
OF MOTHERHOOD
Advice to Expectant Mothers
companions wefe not quick enough.
Ceres sought the world over for her
daughter Aurora, as she appeared each
morning. Apollo as he “drove his golden
haired horses up,” -Hesperus as he led
out the stars in the evening found her
ever engaged in the search.
“What ails her that she comes not
home?
Demeter seeks her far and wide.
And gloomy-browed doth ceaseless roam
From many a morn till eveningtidc.
“My life, immortal though it be,
Is naught.” she cried, /'for want of
thee.
Persephone. Persephone.”
After nine days and nights, sad. weary
and utterly discouraged, she sat upon
a stone and would have wept If god
desses had indulged in that habit. While
there a poor man and his little daughter
passed. They had been in a field gath
ering berries, acorns and fuel. The
little girl was driving home the goat.
She thought the goddess .a sorrowing
woman, and whispered, “Mother,”* as she
passed, and asked why she sat on the
rocks. The man also stopped and in
vited her to go home with them. At
first she refused, and told them that
she had lost her daughter. They begged
her not to despise their poverty and that
perhaps she would find her daughter.
She accepted their hospitaltiy and found
the little boy of the family at death’s
door; but the mother received her kind
ly. The goddess put her lips to the sick
child's in a kiss, and instantly he re
covered. Of course the family was de
lighted and gave her their best atten
tion. While they ate she mingled pop
py juice in the boy’s milk, and when all
were sleeping, as she supposed, she took
him and moulded his limhp, saying a
solemn charm. Then she x^nt and laid
him in the ashes. That was too much
for his mother. She snatched the child
from the fire and Ceres then assumed
her rightful form and splendor. She
told the mother that her love was self
ish. that she would have made him im
mortal: however, at all eveiits she would
make him great and useful.
“Hfe shall teach men the use of the
plow and the rewards which labor can
win from a cultivated soil.” Then she
wrapped a cloud about ‘her and mounted
her chariot and drove away.
Continuing her search, she came to the
stream that Pluto cleft to escape into
the lower regions. The river nymph
dared not tell her, but she wafted to
her the girdle Persephone had dropped.
Ceres knew it and blamed the land with
her loss. She reproached it, saying;
“Ungrateful soil which I endowed with
fertility, clothed with herbage and nour
ishing grain. No more shall you enjoy
my favor.” Then the cattle died, the
seed failed to come up, the birds stole
the seed, there was too much sun and
too much rain and nothing grew but
thistles and brambles. Arethusa, a
fountain, interceded for the land. Here’s
is a long story of how she fled from the
god of a certain stream and nothing
but Diana’s help saved her. In her
flight she passed through the earth and
saw Persephone, sad but with the dig
nity of a queen, the powerful bride of
the monarch of the lower regions, the
realm of the dead.
Ceres then besought Jupiter to bring
her daughter back. He sent Mercury
an<| Spring to 1 demand her, if she had
not eaten anything during her stay
down there. But, alas, Pluto had given
her a pomegranate and she had nibbled
the pulp from a few of the seeds. As
this prevented her return they com
promised and Pluto allowed her to stay
with her mother half the year, the other
half with him. Ceres then became rec
onciled and renewed the fertility of the
soil and the regularity of the seasons.
She also remembered the lad and her
promise. In her chariot. drawn by
winged dragons, she took him all over
the earth and gave grain and instruction
in agriculture to the people.
Every country has its legends and
„xplanatIons are all alike. There is an
other story of Ceres and how she helped
the dryads. She and Famine are a long
distance apart, but in this instance she
sent a request to Famine to punish a
terrible offender. The story is too long
to tell here. This is a very matter of
fact, utilitarian age. but let’s not scorn
these fables,' myths, or legends, for ev
ery one has a less*on or a hidde nmean-
ing. Faithfully yours,
. LIZZIE O. THOMAS.
(Copyright, 1913, by W. Werner.)
New Wives
and Old
I' The Kitchen door opened and John
j Craig entered. He smiled broadly.
[Upon the Kitchen table was such an
irray as would make any hungry man's
eyes brighten.
Mahala came but of the dining room,
where she had’ been setting the table.
She was plump, pink cheeked. and
light haired. Her frock was crisp and
her apron white, and John. turning
from the food to her. thought her welt
home to.
to hifh and kissed him, Hold-
close’ in iiis big arm, John
swung her “round and pointed toward
the laden table. "By the looks of that
j. t guess you've, had a busy morning."
Mahala laughed and flushed. "Well,
! I have had. But wash up and come
The experience of Motherhood is a try
ing one to most women and marks dis
tinctly an epoch in their lives. Not one
woman in a hundred is prepared or un
derstands how to properly care for her
self. Of course nearly every woman
nowadays has medical treatment at such
■ times, but many approach the experi
ence with an organism unfitted for the !
trial of strength, and when it is over j
her system has received a shock from
which it is hard to recover. Following
right upon this comes the nervous strain !
of caring for the child, and a distinct
change in the mother results.
There is nothing more charming than
a happy and healthy mother of children,
and indeed child-birth under the right
conditions need be no hazard to health or
beauty. The unexplainable thing is j
that, with all the eyidence of shattered j
nerves and broken health resulting from j
an unprepared condition, and with am- !
pie time in which to prepare, women
will persist in going blindly to the trial, j
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A BOOK TALK
Dear Miss Thomas: 1 hope you can find
space for me this time. 1 have recently sub
scribed for the Semi-Weekly Journal, so am
not very well acquainted with the regular cor
respondents yet. Chat was so interesting last
week. I’m sure it is every week, but I think
that health talk excellent, and am sure that
the best way to make a healthy race Is to begin
with the babies.
1 know from bitter experience that health
is an easy thing lost, and oh, so hard to
regain. - I lost mine fifteen years ago, and I’ve
made many futile efforts to regain It. For the
first five years of my invalidism I was In
bed. After that, spent a “dead-alive” exist
ence until two years ago I went to an inform
ary and bad an operation with such poor re
sults that in four months I went again for
another, it took nearly a year for me to begin
to feel improved, but now I find I’m a good
deal better, and hope to still improve. So much
for me, physically! (
I wonder if the Household readers are in
terested in the late fiction? I was a little
Georgia girl with a great hunger for books, and
not much opportunity to satisfy that hunger
until we moved to Alabama’s state capital three
years ago. so I’ve made use of my oportunlties
sirfee being here, and have enjoyed the Carnegie
library so much. I’m a busy being, so don’t
have much time for anything except fiction,
which 1 can “read as I run." Aren’t Kate
Langley Boseher’s “Mary Cary" books delight
ful? But the purest “joys in fiction" are
Maria Thompson Daviess’ books. Just try “The
Melting of Molly," “Rose of old Harpoth,"
“The .Road to Providence." and the new one.
“Andrew the Glad." and I think you wilt
find them ^analloyed pleasure Ihrough and
through. .Limes Lane Allen’s “Heroine in
Bronze” is very fine. T’ve read quite a number
of others, but will not enumerate them this
time.
While 1 was in the informary. both times. I
feel sure that I missed some letters, probably
some business letters. 1 hope that T shall
hear again, and please enclose a stamp if a
reply is necessary. One stamp does seem small
lmt when one has to suply them they count
up. With best wishes to all.
Sincerely.
MISS PERCY WILKINSON.
4‘-2 Mildred St.. Montgomery, Ala.
THOSE HEAVENLY (?) TWINS.
Dear Miss Thomas? Time used to pass an
softly as the flight of a swallow. It still pass
es as swiftly, but there are other things be
side heart throbs to tell of its passing. There
are two ever busy palpitating morsels of human
ity that “stop not for stick and stav not !*»r
stone," and I verily believe they would at
bust wade out In a river If one crossed then-
path.
1 had a whole lot of ideas about daintv white
dresses, and a single one might have seen them
carried ont. I do dress them in white, but the
tucks and ruffles are not always there and T
find that some good strong material must be
used. The way thew climb inclines me toward
the theory of evolution for only monkeys could
excel them, and I shudder to think of the con
sequences if they should ever see a monkey
climb. Even now a big gate with flat top posts
Is the literal height of ttieir ambition. They
can climb no but cannot get down, aud I lei
them sit and bawl awhile to try to teach them
a lesson, but their memories are not yet recep
tive enough to keep them off more, than a day
or so. Their father gets very nervous, he is
afraid they will fall off and get an arm broken
or an eye put out, those are always the ca-
Miss Minnie Richardson, of Route 1,
Tallassee. Ala., is the first winner of
the Semi-Weekly Journal’s offer of a
free scholarship to the Southern Short
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In the short space of four days Miss
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Although but eighteen years of age, she
has proved herself a "hustler," for the
first day’s wrok netted her twenty-five
subscriptions and it was then an easy
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Other chances to get a good sound
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MELONS AND PEACHES TO
ASK BARACAS TO MACON
Central City Is Making Strong
Fight for the National
Convention
MACON, Ga., June 12.—With what
success has been accorded the Macon
Baraca-Philathea unions for the past
three months in their efforts to land the
1914 national convention, it is the boast
of the local class members that the
delegation that will go from Macon to
attend the national convention in Nash
ville on June 21, will be successful in
bringing the next convention here. A
recent meeting of all classes were held
and more than fifty, members, .enlisted
their names to the list that will attend
the Nashville convention in a body.
Delegations representing union south
of here will join the local crowd in
Macon on the morning of June 21. At
Atlanta, a special delegation will join
the Macon party and at different points
along the route, the special train will
gather representatives.
S. H. Hyman, secretary of the local
chamber of commerce has arranged to
have a car of peaches and a car of
Georgia watermelons shipped to Nash
ville while the meeting is in progress.
The two cars of delicacies will be dis
tributed among the convention members
as a gift from Georgia.
Over a thousand dollars in advertising
and other expenses will be used in an
effort to bring the 1914 convention to
the Central city.
lamities he expects. I have never told them not
to get on the posts because It is just as well
to let them venture occasionally, they arc out
of work-making mischief when there., and T
am not going to tell them not to do a thing
that gives them so much pleasure, with no harm
to others. There is a barbed wire fence that
gave me some uneasiness, but after both haa
snagged their little bodies enough to be sore a
day or so they let it alone. Their clothes han
suffered considerably before they got through
to the skin. Now thay look at it longingly
and rub their stomachs, shake their heads ana
set In the duck trough or climb the gate. Y
used ' to have an Idea that no child of mine
would ever push a choir to a table, shelf or
dresser of mine, and make himself, or herself
at home with things, but when the “child of
mine” came double there seemed to be be n«
precedent to guide me. These twins are known
f&r and wide and nobody passes unchallenged.
I have no idea what put the notion in their
heads unless they saw a bug on its back try
ing to get over, but last week Mammy said
“Name o’ goodness.* Missie, come see how dem
bodes’ get their clothes so dirty." I stepped to
the door and both were flat of their stomachs
and trying to work themselves' along. They
couldn’t get far but they twisted around in a
circle and spoiled two good pairs of rompers.
Yes, I have them in blue rompers when their
white dresses give out. I got a switch ana
twigged both of them, thereby Insulting Mam
my, who waddled, off muttering that she would
never call me again, that I couldn’t see a
Joke.
Their last caper was to push a chair up to
the dresser and get a “pitty bock” and suck .he
sugar off of some pills iu It. The quinine made
them spit them out, and I hope tlie bitterness
and my punishment taught them a lesson.
Sometimes I think that I will get a plowline
and tie one to each end and stake them in the
yard. It’s cool and shady. Has any body auy
suggestions to offer?
MRS. ALEXANDER.
dinner, dear.”
>'
John obeyed with alarcity. “Well,
by George!” lie said. “I’m sorry for any
fellow that hasn’t this to come to when
lie’s played out and hungry."
He lifted the carving. knife and* fork
and prepared to carve the meat. “Gee
whiz!” he exclaimed* as he sawed la
boriously, ."but r . that’s tough. That
butcher has been, doing you again, dear.
You’ll have to get after him and give
him a blowing up. Never mind, dear.
We’ve plenty els#” It’s getting too hot
,.for much meat, anyway. By the way,
Mahala. these raised biscuits are the
finest I ever ate. They beat mother’s
all hollow.”
Mahala smiled ,faintly at the would-
be joke. It was enough to bring tears
to her eyes to see the way John es
chewed the meat, the sodden potatoes
and the muddy coffee. The biscuits,
however, the . pies, and the doughnuts
made lip for whatever else the meal
“I can’t cookl” she sobbed.
mind by now. I know it’s out of
John’s.”
“She’ll tell him,” though Mahala in
torment.
It was a sad eyed Mahala who set
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“I didn’t make the pies and cakes and
bread,” she confessed.
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lacked, and John went back full and
content to his afternoon’s work.
After he had gone Mahala shed some
real tears. “I ca-can’t cook,” she sob
bed. “I’^e tried and tried, and I ca-an’t.”
“For , Heaven’s sake. Mahala Craig,
are you crying?” The woman who had
entered through the , back door spoke
so suddenly that Mahala gave a start
and a little shriek. “There, I didn’t
mean to scare you.’* went on Mrs.
Clark. “There’s your fruit loaf. I
giiess you’ll find it eatable.”
“It's beautiful,” said Mahala. “Every
thing you brought me was beautiful,
Mrs. Clark. You’re, a^splendid cook. I
never shall be.”
“Wait till you’ve been married eigh
teen years as I have. You’ll cook well
enough then to please anybody.”
“Maybe,” Mahala shook her head,
dolefully. “Do you s£e that platter of
meat? It was good meat, too. but T
spoiled it in the cooking, It’s too tough
that we couldn’t eat a particle of it.
John thought it was the butcher’s fault,
but it was mirte—mine/’
“So long as John don’t know that
where’s the harm?” .soothed Mrs. Clark,
“You just keep on trying, Mahala. and
don’t be afraid to come to me when you
get stuck. I ll help you out. You better
put that meat through the chopper and
make hash for supper. T always put a
bit of onion in my hash. It. makes it
so tasty, to my mind. Fry it good and
brawn and John will never remember
his dinner."
But Martha was very uncomfortable.
- en she married John she could not
as she said, “boil water without burn
ing it.” She had stepped out from be
hind her desk as a rural teacher into
wifehood. She had tried to tell John
that she lacked in housewife^ lore, but
John had laughed down her timid con
fession. His mother -had been a born
cook and he had an idea that the art
of bread making came naturally to
woman. Besides, there was always a
recipe one could follow. He had bought
a huge cook book for Mahala, bestowing
it upon her with an air which said un
mistakably; “There’s your knowledge;
use it.” It was then Mrs. Clark made
her offer. She would do the baking
for Mahala and Mahala could have her
t.n.e aw n.jiiija. jam oo111i need
not know. * '
“He must think-I’ve improved awfully
fast,” thought Mahala; “I guest j
haven’t the knack of cooking. Poor
John! He might better have married
somebody else as far as that goes.”
She was struggling with the meat chop
per When Mrs. Spooner ran in. Mrs.
Spooner was little and young and viva
cious. She had not been married muen
longer than Mahala herself.
“Croquettes?” she cried gayly.
"No, hash,” Mahala answered somber
ly Shi was afraid of her s-baip eyed
neighbor.
“I came over,” said Mrs. Spooner, “to
get you to tell me how you made that
delicious com bread I saw on your table
the other day.” .
Mahala dragged the huge, unused cook
book off the shelf and turned the pages
with trembling fingers. “There it is!”
she. said.
Mrs. Spooner looked at the page, and
then at Mahala. "But this is a recipe
I can't use,” sfie said, dryly. “T have it
in this same book at homo. Perhaps you
used Mrs. ’Clark’s? She, I know, Fa
mous for •her corn bread.”
Mahala could not speak. Mrs. Spooner
laughed and rose. “I guess I’ll run over
and get Mrs. Clark’s recipe,” she sala.
Mahala stood watching her in agony.
“What'shall I do?”' she asked herself.
Mrs. Clark came ix presently. Her
long) plain face looked grirfl indeed.
“It’s a funny tiring to me,” she began,
slowly, * tnal th* ie‘ • some folks nevtr
can' mind their own business. Evvy
Spooner’s one. She came to borrow my
C'-rn bread rerdp?. She simply wanted to
get her suspicions confirmed. Sfiie*s
meaner’n dirt. I c:tinu :i*r.h rcllu,:: he..'
pg. Thinks l, ‘It’s a good thhiu' for v «u,
John Craig, you didn’t take her.’ ”
“Why, did he ever—?” Mahala caught
her breath.
Mrs. Clark, colored “John did pay
her some attention before you came into
these parts,” she said. “They were
neighbor’s children, you know, and it
wasn’t any more than natural. Evvy
felt pretty bad there for a while when
he first began going with you, but she
got oVer it so far as to marry Cal
Spooner. Maybe it’s all out of her
the supper table and made ready for
her John’s home-coming, although the
hash was browning beautifully and was
a success. As soon as the 6 o’clock
whistle blew she ran to the window to
watch for him. Her heart gave a
throb at her first glimpse of him. He
was so big and splendid, and he was
hers. He was walking home with Cal
Spooner. At the Spooner gate they
paused. John’s hand was familiarly
on Cal’s shoulder and he was laughing.
As they stood thus the front door
opened and Mrs. Spooner whisked out.
She had on a pink dress and fairly
flashed with color and vivacity. She
greeted both men, then she began to
talk to John. Sh^ talked very fast,
with gestures. John seemed to listen
stupefied. • He scratched his head as if
in perplexity over the revelation she
was making. When at last he got away
he pame toward the house slowly. Mrs.
Spooner linked her arm through her
husband’s and went into the house. But
at the door she flung a laughing trium
phant glance back at John.
Mahala had turned white as her apron.
All too well she knew what the scene
meant. She hesitated till she heard
John’s step on the threshold. Then in
a wild outburst she ran to him, clung to
him, prated to him. “Oh, John, John,”
she sobbed, “forgive me—if you can. I
, was going to tell you myself—I was, in-
i deed. I know it was very wicked and
mean and underhanded, but, oh, I al
ways meant to tell you some time when
I’d got so I should make them good as
Mrs. Clark does—
“Mahala Craig!” John dropped into a
chair and took her upon his knee. “Stop
trying to cry and talk at the same time.
What’s upset you, dear? Tell me.”
Mahala’s head dropped on his shoul
der. “I didn't make the pies and cakes
or bread,” she confessed.
John laughed low. tenderly. “Why, I
knew you didn't all the time, sweet.
Do you suppose . I’m blind? You
couldn’t learn everything in a minute,
could you? I found that out the first
week we were married. I’ve eaten too
much of Mrs. Clark’s good cooking in
my lifetime not to recognize it, even
when I find it on my own table!”
Malaha sat up and looked less limp.
“Then you didn’t care even when Ev
Spooner told you just now?” she asked.
John's brown eyes met her blue eyes
ill complete understanding. “She didn't
tell me about that. She never men
tioned it in any way, shape, or manner.
She was a little excited about Cal
throwing up his job. He quit this af
ternoon. He’s been offered something
better way from here, and they’re go
ing. I was wondering whether we
hadn’t better do the same thing our
selves.
“Oh, I couldn’t leave Mrs. Clark—at
least, not till I’ve learned to bake,”
Mahala cried.
"All right, then. Say, dearie, is that|
hash in the pan? Because if it is I’m
right in tiff? humor for hash.”
EXAMINE APPLICANTS FOR
POSTMASTER AT BOLTON
An examination to fill the vacancy
i: the position of fourthclass postmas-
tei of class A at Bolton, Ga., will be
hi Id in Atlanta June 28, announces the
U, ited States civil service commission.
The minimum age limit is twenty-
file years, and the applicants must re
side within the territory supplied by
the Bolton postoffice. Applications
should be filed with the-commission jit
Washington at least seven days before
the date of examination.
The compensation for the postmas
ter of the Bolton office was $180 for
the last fiscal year.
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good.” Bom. 8:33.
TAX REVISION RECOGNIZED
AS BIGGEST PROBLEM
Get a picture in your mind’s eye of
the caravan that left Canaan for the
corn houses of Egypt. See the Egyp
tian wagons, the cattle, the little chil
dren, the women and. servants, the men,
and the old patriarch. He was prema
turely old, in spite of his 130 years. He
had seen a great deal of trouble in his
life—the hatred of his brothers, his
hasty flight, his twenty years’ residence
with his crafty uncle, his conflict with
tue Man which resulted in a lifelong
lameness, his loss of his favorite wife,
his grief over Joseph, and recently his
anxiety because of the famine and the
strange* experiences of his sons in their
visits to Egypt—and all of this had
told on him greatly so that he looked a
good deal older tnan his years. It was
nard for him to leave his home again
probably for the last time, and spend
his closing days in a strange country.
He remembered the promise at Bethel,
and also those to his father and grand
father. He hesitated about going, but
at Beerslieba, a place hallowed by many
associations, he erected an altar and
there God renewed to him the promise
He had formerly made, promising that
he should come back to the land of
promise. j
Judah was selected to lead the van to
the land of Goshen. Judah had shown
the essential quality of leadership—a
willingness to put self out of sight.
JOoEPH AND J^GOB.
The vans soon reached the palace,
and Joseph in his chariot went out to
meet his father. It had been more
than twenty-two years since they had
seen each other; both had changed con
siderably, but it was a blessed reunion.
The old father received the devoted son
whom he had for many years mourned
as dead; the son saw the dear old fa
ther of whom he had thought every day
during his absence. I have wondered
why Joseph had not taken a vacation
and run back to the old home after he
was elected to the office of prime min
ister, but I suppose he had been kept
so busy with the unusual conditions
that it had been impossible for him to
realize his desire to do so. Both were
overcome with emotion and wept <. n
each other’s neck a long while. Joseph
had laid aside his dignity, entirely. In
the presence of his dear old father, he
w?s not the prime minister, but just his
boy.
Then Joseph coached his brethren so
that they would be sure to get the place
they should have. Joseph was not
omy a wise counseller, but he was also
a very shrewd judge of men, and he
knew how to work things to accom
plish his end. He was not going to
have so important a matter as the loca
tion of his family left to the whim of
a sovereign like Pharaoh. He knew
the political situation. He appreciated
that Pharaoh, belonging to the shep
herd kings, would be avorable to His
people, and that the Egyptians hated
shepherds because of having been sub
dued by them and because of certain
disagreeable features connected with
their life among the herds. He wanted
his people in Goshen because of its
rich pasture lands and also because
they would be on the border and as far
removed from the idolatrous practices
of the .Egyptians as possible. * So he
made sure of his desire being fulfilled
by wisely planning beforehand.
ZAPHENATH-PAANEAH AND
PHARAOH.
As soon as possible he presented his
people to Pharaoh. He took only five of
his brethren. I have no doubt but that
they were Reuben, Simeon, Levi, Judah
and Benjamin, leaving behind thp ^ons
of the concubines. I do not know why
Pharaoh asked them immediately as to
their occupation; maybe it was an ac
count of their dress. They played their
part well, just as Joseph had instructed
them, with the result desired. Pharaoh
turned to Joseph and said, “The whole
land is before you; put them wherever
you desire. Give them the best we
have.” This he did for Joseph’s sake.
Then continuing, he said, “If there
are any men of force among you, I
should like them to be put in charge of
my own royal herds. He was pleased
with the sample of Israel’s sons he had
seen in Joseph; he was willing to trust
other sons of such a man with his af
fairs. The type of training they had
had was good enough to be tried again.
Thus because of what Joseph had
manifested of God’s nearness to him in
the neveryday affairs of his life, his
father, and brethren who were worthy
were given .land and labor, the things
they needed. Is the testimony you are
bearing to the nearness of Christ in your
life such as to commend Him to others
that they may seek Him as their souls’
need too?
JACOB AND PHARAOH.
Then Joseph brought his old father
and presented him to his sovereign.
Jacob did not come as an inferior, but
as a superior. He had very little
wealth, he had no worldly position, he
was but the sheik of a wandering tribe
of about seventy people with tneir
flocks. But he was superior to Pharaoh
because he possessed a knowledge ol’
the most high God that made Pharaoh’s
position sink into insignificance. So he
appeared not as a beggar, but as a
blessing’and commanded the blessing ol’
God Almighty on the head of the friend
of ids son. And before departing lie
blessed him again. That blessing abode
with Pharaoh all his life.
Pharaoh was struck by his appear
ance, and, asked him how old he was.
His reply indicated not only the sorrows
of the past, but his glorious hope for
the future. This hope grew out ot' his
faith in God's promises and his obedi
ence to His will. It was a noblo testi
mony of an old saint.
Finally by the ordqr of Pharaoh he
and his people were located in the best
of the land, and for seventeen years
Jacob had rest, dying, after blessing
his sons and being carried back to
Canaan for burial in fulfillment of God’s
promise to him.
All things had worked together for
good to him, although many things had
been very grievous in themselves. But
with God; had allowed him to reap in
him from Jacob, the heel-catcher, to
Israel, one whom God rules—a prince
wtih God; had allowed him to reap in
the lives of his sons the fruit of false
hood which he himself had sown; fiut
had finally brought him out triumphant,
My brethren, you may have to go
through Padan Aram and through
Egypt, but remember that “God’s in his
heaven. All’s right with the world.”
“Rest comes at last.”.
MISCREANTS PLAN
WHOLESALE EXPLOSION
(Special Dispatch to The Journal.)
DALTON, Ga,. June 12.—What is be
lieved to have been the work or a gang
of drunks or mischievous boys came
near shaking up the northern part *»f
the city yesterday morning. A tool
chest belonging to the Georgia Railway
and Power company and holding, in ad
dition to the tools, a quantity of dyna
mite, was broken open and tools scat
tered in all directions.
Fuses were attached to the dynamite
and were lighted, and the explosive was
thrown into some woods. All of the
fuses went out before reaching the ex
plosive, seven sticks being found.
Practically all of the tools were also
found. •
PRESIDENT WILSON TO
GIVE FINAL SITTING
WASHINGTON, June 12.—President
Wilson today gives the final sitting for
the portrait which M. Louis Theodore
Dube, of Paris, has been workiNg on for
some time. The portrait is life size and
is to be exhibited next spring in the
Paris Salon. It depicts the president
seated at his desk in his private office
engaged in dictating to his secretary.
M. Dube has the distinction of being a
gold medalist in the Salon.
Not only are the capitol officials j
agreed that one of the really big prob- !
lems facing the .legislature is a gen-
eral revision of the state's tax sys- |
tern so that much property which now
escapes taxation will find its way to
the tax digests, but a number of the
legislators are. taking the same view.
At least three members of the house |
of representatives will, it is said, in
troduce bills looking to the desired '
revision. These members are E. T. j
Moon, of Troup; F. A. Lipscomb, of
Clarke, and O. Y. Gower, of Crisp.
Here’s Walter Johnson'
Washington “Nationals" (Ameri
can League) one of the speediest pitchers
of either of the big leagues—he
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NEW YORK, June 12.—Not an epi
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stone cutters shops in Brooklyn to
day. The tombstone makers for half
a dozen cemeteries, 650 men, are on
strike for more pay and a half holi
day on Saturdays. They demand an in
crease of approximately 20 per cent
in wages.
Rain in Houston
FORT VALLEY, Ga.. June 12—The
continued rains are being cordially wel
comed by the farmers throughout Hous
ton whose crops suffered greatly in i
April and May by the dry weather.
Everything in the way of farm pro- !
duce and in the vegetable lines shows ;
great improvement since the days of re- |
freshing by the rain.
The peach season is already on though
only a few of the growers have fruit of i
the early variety to ship. The crop is
expected to be a most successful one
since the prices being received .are J
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