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J. 'zHiS SUxa'j/ ✓j iviii j."j1 <j>. Household Letters CONTINUED FROM SIXTH PAGE. A HARE-BREADTH ESCAPE. While down in Mississippi, ;i heard a good story told at the expense of a young Kentuckian. It occurred during the yel low fever scare of last summer. Our young: friend had left his "OKI Ken- tueky Home" two years before, and en gaged In a little mercantile business in The Yazoo—Mississippi delta. H e t* 1 ® railroad and located out near the edge of the river bottom, whxro he could cater to the trade of both the ‘WU billies- and tho “swamp angels.” "Cheese, crackers, soap, sardines, snuff etc., etc., etc., -was the sign rudely scrawled upon the gable of his shack- the etc.’s in flaming red letters the Xhers in conventional Mack Be it Known to you readers, etc. is a prime commodity, and the first essential in that paradise of coons and cofTbn, mos- ttu'toes and malaria, snakes and snipes. The at (age bottomite” believes that three fingers of prevention is worth a jog full of cure; provided the three fin s'"'' dose is repeated often. Etcetera Is th. r panacea-for every 111 of soul, mind or body. A man may bite himself with a??**?; ( ? sIe ®P «n a cemetery at mini right, or abuse his wife, if fortified •witli etcetera. O ir hero propsered financially. but the "yellow terror’ would not down even when confronted bv the omnipotent ete He was panic-stricken; sold his business for a snug little sum, sunk the prceeds in hts pocket and struck out for the rulway station, several miles distant After trudging afoot, a few miles he overtook a man in a rattle-trap buggy, torles and railroads. Will you get your gun and Bhoot anybody when we get those good things? And about the last thtrtg we will wake up to will be the securing of our birthright, a place to live on—free land. How are we going to (prevent war over ™Y,’ , y education. Not bv misinfor mation but by the truth. AA'e can prove by Ijnited States statistics that it will better for a land owner tyi give up what land lie cannot use and live on his own work by exchanging goods at labor cost. How is capitalism going to prevent , . .. s ’ wars wars, so Ion® as man ex ploits man? How fearfully does vour war argument rest against the profit system and its foreign market! AA'hy do we need a foreign market when our "own workers have not enough to eat and wear. Because ctf the surplus. Whv a surplus in tho midst of (poverty? Be cause labor cannot buy back waht it pro. duces. Why? Because of private own ership of. and profit from the Jobs, the places men must work to live. This is the shame of this thing we cal! civiliza tion. That man, of all living creatures, must, pay his fellow man for a place to work to live. Shame on us, the bees, the flints, tli6 bird,*? aro wiser! “Who would be inspired to do great things for Tom. Hick and Harry?” AVeM there are over seven million socialists In the world who are inspired with an en thuslasm the hike of which history knows nothing of. Inspired with the will and the hope to dare to do tlifs great deed for you. If or our friends slowly drawn by a "~flea-toirien““£?/~ ,<Jr V' 11 ’ IIOr ou ' r fiends and for our horse. y tiea-Dit'ten gray . enemies. LON DARE. The driver’s apparel and appearance In- kr “’ Texas ' helf and nt he e then pre^^er^he SCIENCE CONTRADICTS LITERAL- school at AA’ink Out, during the week I ISM. B 1° 11)0 rai 'road town to preach Tommy, it seems to me that In your on Sundays. In personal appearance, he is “grand gloomy and peculiar;” long, lank and tawny, dark cavenous eyes ’neath over hanging brow, abundant hair and whis kers. abnormally black, an elongated jaw and a hark from the tombs voice. He is habitually given to long fits of mental abstraction, and will abruptly break a prolonged silence by announcing a startling proposition or take one’s breath away by asking a pointed and malapropos question. "Lone wayfarer, come up Into my chariot and join me in a pilgrimage to the temple of the Lord,” was his greet ing. The young man was hurrying to catch his train, hut being foot-sore and leg- weary. accepted a seat in the creaking an i creeping old buggy. After exchanging a few casual re marks. silence profond and prolonged en sued. Tile parson was doubtless ab sorbed in tiie sermon to lie delivered an hour hence, and the youth, reveling in blissful anticipation of the soon to he Hire ting with mother, and the sweet girl he bad left behind him, two years before, id is hand frequently went into his pocket to give assurance of the safety of his roll of Uncle Sam’s promises to pay. Old Poubin being left to his own sweet will, was in no hurry to got there, but leisurely meandered from side to side of the road. Swiping in groat wisps, of the succulent vegetation. They had come to the most grewsomo spot on this dis mal road. Owls were hooting in the depths of the forest; a giant frog in the lagoon, croaked in basso profundus; ser pents hissed in tho caneibrake, and one could Imagine that a liighwaman lurked in the Jungle ready to pounce upon his victim. Old Dobbin stopped of his own accord. The parson turned to his companion, fixed Ids hypnotic eye upon him, and ex claimed, rattier than asked, in tragic tones: “Young man! are you prepared to die?" running his hand into hie pocket for ills—-handkerchief. The young man cast one startled look upon him and then rolled out over the wheel into the road und with a hop, skip and jump, plunged 'into tho wilder ness. Now a rabbit was startled from its [ | on siesta in a tuft of grass on the roadside, j ^Tb and its coicon tail, went, glimmering into I the thicket Just In advance of tho l'lee- ! lug biped. “Come back my brother; you can’t catch it!” called the parson in ruffled voice. The fugitive did not return. The par son clucked to old Dobbin and moved on muttering, “all is vanity and vexation of spirit; just to think, while I was ex horting this young man to a better life, he ran off after a rabbit, on the holy Sabbath day!" Our young friend readied town ahead of the preacher and just in time to catch his train. He often regales his friends with a recital of liis “hare-breadth es cape" front the clutches of the brigand, of clerical guise away down in Missis sippi. .Now, tills young man, was not running away from a sermon, nor chasing a rab bit, but how frequently do some of our minds run away from the sermon to chase rabbits, baseball, politics, the "dol lar, or it may be—“Etcetera"—exalting the tinsel above the gold; preferring the spirituous to the spiritual! Julia conion Tait has suggested a most practicable and laudable plan for the benefit of our shut-ins. I believe the Household will unanimously give its hearty approval. Helvetia, I want to thank you for your comments upon “present-day fiction.’ Pity, it’s that the “perusing” public has the itching ear for the “rich, rare and racy”—and tho risque and the sensual, erotic and erotic. ■* • J. MAT CLARK. Brownsville, Tenn. IT HAS NOT BEEN TRIED. You say, S. T. P.. that socialism has been tried, and found wanting. When ha* it been tried? Small communal col or,ies are no tost. Nio colony can be so cialistic; it is at best only cooperative capitalism. A country must be large enough to contain all the sources of pro duction and must be highly developed in cooperative production before it can^ be come a cooperative commonwealth. Such a country is tills United States. Do vou think dividing up land is so cialism? In the instances in history, where land and property were divided, it was for (private ownership, and the re sult was concentration. Socialism is not dividing up; it is collecting up. Again you say, “Ethically, your theories arc ideal, but how are you going to make commonplace humanity live up to them . Socialism is not ideal save as compared wiih capitalism. It does not requlie ideal people to desire and to obtain g-ood conditions. Even a thief can desire to live without stealing- All it will to*ce to secure socialism Is working men, and Wv have them by the millions. Another saying of vours is this: ’ Each generation will bring forth its set ot drones.'' AVhat Is the cause of drones. How many drones does a well-to-do work ing family (produce? Are not the Xvork- ing people where they are least exploited, the best people In‘the world? You blame Onia and Jurgis for not having management enough to prosper Have you enough “business .sejise uc to the Jungle and prosper Inst letter on evolution—o r rather on everything else except evolution—you overjumped yourself. I do not deny the Ihumvmlty and the divinBty of Jesus Christ, nor do T deny the Old and New Testaments. But T do reject your eighteenth century interpretation of the Bible, and especially of the first chap ters of Genesis. if you had proven, or attempted to prove, that the first chapters of Genesis arc literal it would have been more to the point. If I were disposed to deny the gen uineness of those Egyptian discoveries I could say that a lot of practical Jokers or humbuggers could have chis eled the most important of the hiero glyphic inscriptions, from that on the Rosetta stone up, as easily as they could have played a similar prank with the Calavaras skull, the petrified man and the artificial mummy. Sec? It seems that my cabbage on the moon did co me tn head after all. It caused you to (admit vour faith in astronomy as a true science and not an atheistic “mechanism of the mind ’’ All right; then I will give you a couple of mental cuds to clicw on till I heir from you again. 1. Science hats forced even you to interpret some Biblical expressions as figurative which people a few hundred years ago accepted as literal. For in stance. Joshua x. 12-13. Do you not find t hose verses just a little harder to get round in order to accept as tronomy than you do the first chapters of Genesis in order to accept geology or evolution, either? 2. Astronomy teaches us that there are fixed stars so far from us that their light is hundreds of thousands of years reaching its. Of course those stars were created before their light started on Its long journey. How long since their light first reached the earth we know not. Now, In the first verse of the first chapter of the first hook of the Bible we are told that “In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth." So, | the earth has been crea ted, or has been i in the process of creation tit is not finished yet; changes are still going on)! those stars have been blazing I great, antiquity of th" earth by astronomy and to the subject of to go AVhat was being proven Bible, leads i ology. Now, let me ask you—I appeal to your unbiased ujdgment—who is more compe tent to decide (whether geology (its fundamental principles) Is a true science or not, you who have dipped into it far enough (as you have proved to us) to copy off tho time scale, or a host of truth-seek' rs with trained minds who have spent their lives in Investigating evi dences and who have discovered the laws through which God works? Isn’t it pre posterous to put against the great mass of scientific evidences a literal rendering of a few verses of scripture when literal ism has already fallen down fiat tn two instances at least, namely—in regard to the rotundity of tho earth and in regar I to the earth’s unstable position in the solar system? A confused mass of facts Is of little worth. One must see the principle, the underlying law, that like a golden thread unites a million facts into a homogeneous whole. That you have not grasped the principbs of geology is evident from the palpable fact that your criticisms do tun criticise and your obejetions do not "ob ject.” For instance, all geologists know from tbo evidence that mountains were formed both by the force of internal heat pushing outward and by tiie contraction of the earth’s crust. In the rock-ribbed strata of the earth scientists can read the outlines of the story of creation quite a s intelligently as other learned men can read hieroglyphics—twhether or not you can do either. Your supposition that the cartli “might have’’ passed clear through the time scale in a single night -while the geol ogists were asleep!—simply caps the climax. Let’s sec: The Archaean rocks, the oldest known system and 19 miles thick, in Europe, contain throughout the fossil remains of only the lowest forms of life. The fossils found throughout the rock are proof that the rock was once in a plafftle condition—sea sediment. Geol ogists say it required millions of years for a thickness of 19 miles to form; but, bless you, since you suggested the idea. T am of tho opinion that it could have happened in a few minutes. Another naif hour would have sufficed for the Silurian and Devonian periods. . Presto! One hour for the Carboni ferous Ferns and club-moss spring up to a height of 50 to TO feet in the marshes. From tills vegftable debris coal was formed in much the same manner as peat is formed In the bogs of Ireland and Scotland. In Nova Scotia there are 76 coal seams with as many layers of sea sediment between, showing that there were 76 successive coal-making forests, and 76 periods of submergence. Presto! The Trlassic, the Jurassic and the Cre taceous: Great monsters, which this earth has never seen before, nor since, of a reptilian order, and low mentality, spring into existence, overspread the earth and become extinct—all within a few minutes! AA T e arc ushered into the Tertiary and the Quartcnary, where the true maminal appears, and last of all- man. You are right, Tom; the geologists AVisdoni” has triumphed L!j« junkie (uiu . •• , i wrong. wisdom mis inuiuimeu most to blame for that brave lover an knowledge. Yes, the earth could his little wife going down in P° ver \^ ! ? ava pissed clear through all those shame? Why the private ownership of nave 1 , oglcal ana biological, fn one >e« 6t production. enabled J changes^gem g^ ^ few , lourg to riie real ^estate ^Vilefand the beef trust | night, and the sources But I tell you the^e was some- o exploit the unhappy pair. ,,, ’ triiiiir doing on that night between the You mention “the democrattc-republl thing oo g m anJ 2 a m can ideal olf giovernmeiit. My trienn, nours .... dirt you know that socialism is pure de mocracy? it is democratic In voting, in law-making, in owning, and in work ing. You think socialism will cause a war. Did anybody go on the warpath Tommy, If you’d pluck a few gaudy nlumes from the dazzling tall of your imagination, and stick them into the wings of your judgment, your flight would be far more direct and accurate, and you’d come nearer perching on the truth* once In a while. if you will familiarize yourself with the writings of all evolutionists you will T v “m "tifis industrial see that there Is more unity among step in this industrial , there Js among A * he many ” —" ■ L/iu ail j uvv* ,* o'-' . •• when the public schools and the public lost offices were established? They are a-9 to service a part of socialism already here. Every labor-saving machine, every cooperation is a step in this industrial ■ revolution. Likely the next stop will ho public ownership of tho mines, lac- “I Was a Nervous Wreck!” "For y< ;rs I suffered untold tortures. The iierred me. I had nertous twitching* and trem- regar( j to the side issues. Take this as bliORH and suffered terribly from > n3 “ n “^ lB f*~ an answer to your ,n th “ scores of sects in regard to Christianity. See’ Stimnge you haven't thought of this •oerore. »ureiy you would not regard these denominational differences as an argument against religion, would you? Trfuirn to grasp the principle. You can t overthrow the principle of a thing by nointing to a contradiction of theories in pointing , ssue9 Take thls as 'Toad In the Stone graphy as you are in geology and evolu tion. If Darwin had stolen AVallace’s theory (which he didn’t), how would that effect tiie truth of evolution? And AVailace recanted—say. It would be well to sub stantiate some of your sweeping asser tions anil .give your authorities where they are needed. And suppose he did re cant—evolution tumbles does it? And you “expect” that Darwin would do some recanting If he had half a chance- even gussing what a (load man would say! AA'ell, I guess (I suppose this is a matter about which both of us would be allowed a guess), I guess he wouldn't do anything of the sort. These graveyard stories will no longer pass as argument among thinking people. Tommy, aren’t you “about out of soap?” And you say that you people are litoral- ists because of your ’’superior intelli gence.” Well, that may be modesty, but you didn't say that the people of Europe a few centuries ago were more intelli gent and moral and haippy, when one not a liternlist had to keep his mouth shut, than are the people today. Nor you would not dare to say that the Scotch teach six- dayism instead of geology In their schools. AVhat is the use of your superior Intel ligence in interprteing scripture 'If the Bilile “doesn’t appeal to the mind?” While telling us the "general aplnon of critics” in regard to a few exceptional literary works of ancient times yon might have added that it was their gen eral opinon also that the average of intelligence and morality was lower In ancient tmes than now. And you might also haveadiled that It Is the general opinon among all intelligent people, (save a certain class who have dogmas to de fend), that geology is a true science. You complain of me ridiculing you. Who commenced that little game anyhow, you or I? If you can’t take a joke, Tom, you shouldn’t" indulge in such pleasantries yourself. A'ou fired in your first epistle with the air of one who thought that evo lution could easily be lauglied out of court. But 'they laugh best who laugh last. We shall'see what we shall see. As for me, I say “Lay on McDuff”— my skin’s tough. No. Tom. I don’t say that “common ’people” can't understand evolution. But T do say that if common people—or un- common ones ,either—would l«iy asidG propidce and would familiarize them selves with the prneiples of such sub jects as geology, evolution and socialism before they oppose them they wouldn’t expose themselves so much to ridicule. And I say It is the aipcx of audacity, the very crown and summit of absurdity for any one to intimate that be is so ‘touched with the divne afflatus" that he is competent to decide on such mat ters after a mere nil>ble-and-smell exami nation of them. • ... ,.. Come on. Annie .wlth^your TRULY A HOME OF PLENTY. That poor little city lady—“Miserable — has moved me to talk to her a little. I can sympathize with her and with the class to which she belongs. They have no business trying to live on a farm. They are not suited to it. But the farm is not to blame. A little farm near a city is a money maker. T quit a city position that (was paying me $125 per "month; went back to the country cud began farming. "AA’hat a simpleton.” T hear you say. Miserable. AVell, let's see about that. I have thirty acres for my individual crop, and it promises to make at least eight bales of cotton. 350 bushels of corn, ten tons of hay. 50 bushels of oats, 100 bushels sn'eet potatoes and all the watermelons and eanteloupes that two or three fami lies can use. Our garden gives us all the vegetables we need all the year. At fanning time we will nave at least IOC half gallon iars of various gooi things and plenty of canned and preserved fruits end vegetables. From May 25 to Octo ber I we have peaches, apples and plums. AVe have over 3.000 trees all told. AVhat made all this? AVhv T have worked very hard of course, so have mv children, hut we are independent, and have plenty to eat and wear, and what money we peed. T was Just thinking how very different our case is from Mrs. Miserablfs. and t’ank God we are not miserable, but happy. My good wife works liard--too hard.' but she does not seem miserable from it. T have not. of course, had any of mv mules to die. and have carefully car’d for them—made enough to feed tl cm a good many six months. I always hate to see a city lady try to farm, for they don’t fit the farm, nor the farm fit them, so it won’t work. Good land, gool farming and good workers will in nearly every instance make a household of hap piness. contentment and prosperity. The idea of twenty-eight acres or one-fourth of it as to that not making enough to feed a horse six months will bring more, misery to all who run things that way. Twenty acres of ordinary land will easily make 400 bushels corn and 10 tons o" hay, which will feed four horses a year. I am a great admirer of the Household department, and especially Mother Meb. I am tempted to say something about Cousin Reddv and that socialism question, hut T will wait a while. ZACHARIAH. A MAN WHO IS BREAD WINNER AND HOUSEKEEPER. Not all men are as helpless in the do mestic line as the ones cited by Paula. Let me tell you of one w’ho is literally all in all to his family. He is my brother. I have three others, who would be as much use in a kitchen as would a donkey in a parlor; but with this one necessity lias developed different accom plishments. He is a salesman for a large packing house in this city. His wife has been a cripple ull her life, and can get about at all only with the aid of braces and crutches. They have four little children, tiie eldest, a baby eight months old. They keep no servants, and he gets up in the morning, gets his and their breakfast, cleans up. and puts nec essary articles within her reach; then goes to town in his buggy, returns at 12; gets dinner, and, of course, performs the same duties at night. They have a lovely home, and every comfort within; both he and his wife are fine musicians, and have piano, mandolin, guitar, and a large phonograph I knew another who was—oh, so help ful in household matters. He was my husband, who died three long years ago. When we were married I was quite young, and he himself was only 22. I knew nothing of housekeeping, and had never made a biscuit. He knew how, so he made our first bread, and he after wards taught me. I am now considered a good housekeeper, but I can say a man taught me all I know—In that line He could beat any woman I ever knew baking cake; he learned these accom plishments from his mother. My brother had a natural talent that way, and taught himself. AARien 1 think.of these two, and how well they knew and per formed things outside of a man’s sphere of work, I am compelled to render them praise. I read the letters and poems of F. L. Orten with interest and admiration. It is too bad that the little short-comings on the part of his woman friend should lower his ideal of our sex. One must not look for perfection, Brother Orton. “There is not one perfect—no, not one.” If we looked within and reflected cn our own faults It would give us more charity for others. I see around me in this great city good men and women and bad ones. I am glad to know the good ones, and I am sorry for those who are under the ban. Circumstances have had much to do with moulding their character^ and often they need sympathy and en couragement to help them back in the right path. UNSELFISH. Atlanta, Ga. tho barks, wallings and meows of the. aforesaid? If so, you have my sympa thy (for this is my “portion of sorrow.” Our home is not large and I have thought there might he a limit to its holding capacity, but alas, no. there is always room for another “poor little thing” that chances around. When I sit down to read the news I am almost Invariably interrmpted by the words. “Oh, don’t rock, dear, there is a kitten under your chair,” from this in corrigible 'girl of mine; and If I go into MY HUMANITARIAN WIFE. Coming home from my work earlier than usual today I found that I was locked out. Inquiring of my next door neighbors; I found that my "worser half"—known to the Household as Julia Coman Tait—with ’ her mother and sev eral friends had decided to take advan tage of the lovely afternoon to visit beautiful Overton Park, a cool and at tractive retreat several miles away. Borrowing a dozen or more keys, after my patience had become almost exliaust- ecl I at last found one to fit the front door and I am now inside enjoying the (highly agreeable company of a small dog and a half a score of ca^, tho proteges of the fair one .whose hen pecked husband I am. Say. you bene dicts of the Household, do the wives of e-sti.,0 and constipation. I was sa»ed * rom j By the way, I hardly think that that plcto nervous prostration and finally compieioiv A ne was a “back action ’ ejectment aicts or tne nousenoia, ao tne wives a cmv'l hy a simple preparation which any one cai I Chinese volcano, as you 6a y, from . your bosom (pride themselves on being ferura. Write me and I will tell you the torm , i that the Hart* Mountains, in humanitarians—defenders of the weak •nc. I ha^e nothing to sell, but publiah " | tn (where the 6tone was found), and helpless? Have you been ousted out fe-rantude and for the good it may do nthcra wuo j Germany^ not antipodal, both be- of your rights by the claims of starved •utter aa I did.” woftnoOOK i on the’ same side of the globe. You cate and dogs? Is home no longer th* MRS. A. WOODCOCK j u w#u poMM! 1 peaceful quiet plaoe U wig becauae of W AllO • •****"• Furman L. Cooper. the dining room for a drink of water, tha cry, “be careful; don’t step on kitty's tail,” follows me. It is the same ail over the house and outdoors, too. Some time when I have stood all that mortal man ca.n stand, I do make a mistake (?) and erme down on some "little dear’s” foot or caudal appendage. There is a loud “me-ow-ow" and in a flash a wrathv specimen of feminity appears on the scene anc^ then it is that I am anathematized as “you mean, cruel tiling.” while the "poor little dear” is petted and made rrfuch over. If I sum mon uip courage enough to venture the remark that no one caresses and pets me when I am in pain she will reply with A’ehemence that I am “just jealous, that's all." Maybe I am, but even with all these pot nuisances, which I honestly try to love, she is the ono girl in all the world to me—and the best. Those of you who put In your “pen" at; pea ranees at her 'birthday letter party I want to thank for the very great pleas ure you gave her and for tho many good wishes expressed for myself. There were letters from AViseonsin to Florida and from A'ermont to Texas. Each day she would meet me with hands ifull and face wreathed in smiles and I thought how much good it would have done the writers c uid they have seen her. I fear her anxiety for mv health has left the impression that I am almost a shut-in. There is nothing really serious the matter with me except a case of chronic malaria, the result of several years’ sojourn in Arkansas and which bag caused me to lose about 45 pounds in weight. On account of the confine ment of office work. I resigned and sought a position where I could be more out of doors. The most serious part of it ail, however, is that my salary is considerably less than (formerly. 1 hope to he very much improved by autumn and ready for the rush of business if al ways Hungs to our busy, hustling Mem phis. I trust the talk of a Household reunion at tho Jamestown Exposition will materialize. It would give me great pleasure tp meet all niy relatives-in-law of the Household. S. OLIVER TAIT. JACK. After the quick, hot skirmish, the fiight of the Indians and the pursuit of them by the victorious little handful of white settlers and cowboys, the scene of the fight was quiet enough. It was near sunset, and Mr. Hunter, owner of a large ranch near by, was returning from a Rip to the railroad station, five miles away. In the wagon with him was his little daughter, Claudia, his inseparable companion. He had heard of the fight from one of his cowboys whom he had just met. The cowboy, who had been in the skirmish, said that three of the white men were wounded—neither of them seriously—but he 'felt sure that one or two Indians were killed. A few moments later, as Mr. Hunter was driving past the ground on which tho fight had taken place, he saw a lino looking black horse standing with drooped head at a little distance from tiie road. As he came nearer the | horse raised his head and looked at him, but did not move. Mr. Hunter stopped; and got out of the vehicle, telling Claudia to remain in it until he returned, \ but the little glri jumped out and ran ! after him. catching hold of his hand, j as he said: “Oh, I must go; maybe I can lie some i help.” She shuddered and clutched her fath er's hand as they approached the spot where the horse was standing, for there lay an Indian, tall and finely formed, j dead, with a red hole through his head, j. and close beside him lay a little boy—his [ son, no doubt. There was no sign of life lu the man. ! but as Mr. Hunter bent over the boy j and lifted his head his eyes unclosed and he moaned feebly. “Can’t we do something for him, father?’’ asked the little girl. “We'll try, Claudia,” replied her (father. “I don’t think lie's seriously hurt. We’ll take him home with us. and with good nursing he may recover? then I will give him to you." "Oh, that’s splendid! I’ll help to nurse him father!" cried Claudia, her eyes sparkling with pleasure. Her father brought up the light wagon and carefully placed the wounded boy in it, then slowly drove to bis home two miles away. In that hospitable home the orphan Indian boy was faithfully nursed until health and strength came back to him. Then he chose to stay with his benefactors, and he became devoted to them. He Was thirteen years old, tall and muscular. His Indian name was so long (and difficult to pronounce that they called him “Jack." It become his pleas, ant duty to look after his little mis tress, and see that no harm befell her. He kept her small pony, Firefly, look ing sleek and fat. He saddled and bridled Firefly whenever she rode, lifted her to the saddle, then followed her on his black horse that had been brought to tiie ranch when its dead, master was buried. He built her the cutest wigwam, and sang Indian songs and danced war dances to please her. One morning, live years la,ter, Claudia opened her eyes on her twelfth ^rth- day. She heard her father calling her outside, and dressing quickly Went out to find him holding the bridle of a beautiful white liorse—on whose back was a new, pretty saddle. “This is your birthday present,” he said. “You have outgrown Firefly.” He placed her in the saddle, and noth ing would do but she must have a ride. Jack hastened to mount his horse and followed her as she rode away in a brisk canter. They had ridden several miles when suddenly the sharp report of a gun rang out from tfie woods and the white horse, wounded and frightened, gave a violent Jump, and then made a dash (for tho woods. Jack was beside him, and seizing hold of Claudia, he pulled her from the sad dle and placed hqj on hl3 own horsa before him, then quickly wheeling, he made all speed for home. Black Hawk was the swiftest horse on Mr. Hunter’s ranch and he had need of all his speed at this crisis, for three Indians in war paint rode out of the woods and gave hot chase to the boy and his charge. They fired as they rode, one of the bullets tearing a passage through the flesh of Jack’s left arm, another wound, ed Black Hawk. Jack felt the strong sHaddor pass through the horse as the Bullet struck him, but t.he brave animal did not slacken his speed. They were approaching home. Loud shouts were heard from the house ir. answer to Jack’s shout for help, and the Ind'ans stopped and gave up the pursuit. But before they turned their horses' heads they sent a volley after the fugitives— a fatal volley it proved—for a bullet struck Jack In the breast as be partly turned to see what his pursuers were doing. He made no sign; uttered no groan, but the girl he held to his breast felt the convulsive quiver that went through him. and then the gush of his warm blood. At last they reached the house. MT. Hunter and several of his men were at the gate In tho act of mounting their horses, alarmed by the cry and the firing they had heard. Claudia sprang into her father's outstretched arms. “My God. you a re hurt!” he exclaimed, at sight of her white dress and her dark curls dabbled with blood. “No, no; It is not my blood. Tt is Jack's. Ho saved my life. Oh. father. See to Jack.” Mr. Hunter turned quickly to the hoy and caught him as he was falling from the reeling horse. He laid him on the ground and hastily tried to cdmneh the blood that gushed from the cruel wound in his breast. But it was evident he was dying. Claudia, bent over him in deep distress, sobbing as she put the hair hack from his cold forehead He looked up and saw her. “Don’t cry. lit tle one." he said tfeebly. “Tho good Father knows best/’ He closed his eyes, and with a long sigh the loyal, loving soul rasped from the mortal frame of the Indian boy. Almost at the same moment his hor=o. lying a few feet from him. lifted his head whinnied feebly, and expired. He was buried at the foot of the grave that held his young master. MINNIE BEAL. Cadis, South Carolina. Pleasant Fields of Holy Writ (tore for my dally range Among the pleasant fields of Holy Writ, 1 might despair. -TENNYSON. Commentary on the International Sunday-School Lesson Third Quarter. Lesson 14. Luke xviii, 1-14. August 26, 1906. THE RICH YOUNG RULER. WHY SOCIALISM IS NOT PRACTI CABLE. I have just read Lon Dare’s letter defending socialism. I think socialism is impracticable on the ground of property equality if nothing else. The socialist says: “Collective own ership” Is to take the place of individual ownership, and all those who now own nothing are to he given an equal share with those who possess property. The estates of the rich—the million aires and multi-millionaires—are not the only ones to be confiscated, divided up and handed around; but every garden and farm, every piece of property that represents one's labor, is to be taken away from those who earned it or in herited it. and there is to be a division of everything. Prav tell me who is competent to di vide all property and give each man his share? AA'ho is so well acquainted with all the lands of our country—all public and private property, machinery, etc., so as to divide it into equal shares? Lon Dare, do you Imagine that every one would be satisfied with his share? Do you think that I would be satisfied for Tom. a boy whom I have known all my life to bp a lazy, thriftless fellow, to take possession of a portion of my farm, that I have worked so hard to pay for? Do you think that I would be pleased to give Tom half my Berkshire hogs— the hogs that have cost me so much time and money to make t.hem what they now are? Do you think I would like to give him one of my Jersey cows, when he had the opportunity of acquiring one (for himself, as well as hogs, land, etc.? Do you. think that God intended that all should lie equal in possession of teoperty? Why, then, did He give to men more ambition, enterprise and energy than He bestowed on others? Suppose we all should agree to try socialism. Don’t you know there would be a lot of discontent among tho people when each man was awarded his prop erty and position? Everyone would have to put on uniforms and act as policemen for awhile to keep the people from fighting over the distribution of property. Fifty men would be wanting some one desirable position, and ready to fight with eaclt other over it. Tom AA'atson says: "The good and the bad start even; the idle and the indus trious share and share alike; the illit erate and the learned, the capable and the incompetent, the fool and the wise man, the virgin and the troll the negro and the white man—all come to the uni versal brotherhood out, and ladle out an equal porringer full of pottage. God, what a sickening dead level! AVhat an enforced equalizing of all men and all women, in a world where God never made two grains of sand, two leaves of the forest, two birds of the air. two fish of the sea, two beasts of the field exactly alike!” Take away mv property and give it to negroes and white folk who have always been too lazy to work, and tell me that if I made anvthing more I would be obliged to divide that also among the rabble, and vou will find a boy who had rather be (lead than live under such a condition. I suppose you socialists who would equalize everything think that under your system a refined. Intellectual girl should‘be willing t o marry a coarse good-for-nothing fellow, he being her equal according to the universal broth erhood theory. How do you like that idea, young ladies of the Household? I vvili say, in conclusion, that if so cialism shall ever be our form of govern ment I hope that I, or my children (if 1 ever have any) or my children’s chil dren will not be living to witness It I may not understand socialism. I am onlv a boy 19 years old, but if T do un derstand its teachings, it is impossible. Tt has been tried and found wanting, it nas u CARL L. HOAVELL. Amerlcus, Ga. MISS HENNRYANNA ’ S BEAR The truthfulness of the old saying: “Hard luck never travels single- handed," was never more clearly illus trated than in the case of Protessor Hod- gin governor of the boys at the “co-ed institution of learning known as Glldad college. . Gildad quartered her student body, mainly. In three different buildings or groups of buildings, 100 yards or more apart, and variously dubbed. Founders hall where the girl students and female members of tiie faoulty roomed, was sobriqueted “Mammy’s house.” Arch- dale hall was known as the “Kiddery,” J because the small boys were kept here under the surveillance of Governor Hod- gin. While the cottages in which the boys' boarding club lodged were called the “Shack Row.” The cause of the governor’s extreme unpopularity with tiie boys I never fully knew—save » his rather comical appear ance. which he could not help, and his long-drawn-out and arduous courtship of Miss Hennryanna, the music teacher, something that shouldn’t have concerned the boys in the least. Nevertheless, he had for long been the butt of their jokes and pranks This was particularly the case In the “Shack Row." One Sunday night, aTiout 11 o’clock, “Big Shop" and “Little Nobby,” two “Shack Row” boys, took a long plank out into the piazza, and while “Shep" held up one end of the plank “NyJ»by" walked along It, then the plank was let go. Of course. It made a thundering racket. The plank had been dropped about thr’e times when Governor Hod- gin leaped out of the “Kiddery,” and made a bee line for the “Shack Row," with his long, wlftte night garment SFECIAL, though sad, in- interest attaches to all the incidents of Jesus’ last jourm y to Jerusalem. He had healed the lepers and blessed the children, and now, almost under shadow of His cross, in point of time only four weeks re moved, comes this subtlest of interviews with the rich young presidfnt of some synagogue. The man was like one thoroughly incased in armor. Every piece was burnished with diligence and dis posed for effect. He stood panoplied cap-a-pie. But beneath nil this splendid, impregnable, moving fortress lurked a disquiet spirit, that felt itself not quite secure In spite of all. else he would never have coine to the Nazarene rabbi. 4. Relative Goodness Made to Face Ab solute Goodness. 5. The Legalist Bidden to “Do and live.” Referred to the laiw. 6. Obedience Averred. Jesus' admiration of ingenuousness. 7. The Weak Spot Touched Last. Crucial command: "Sell and give!” Self-revlation. Lordship of Mammon recognized. 8. Failure in Final Test. 9. Jesus’ Caution Against Undue Love of AVualth. THE TEACHER’S LANTERN. Alas! the genus of the rich young ruler is not yet extinct. The world con tains as many, if not more, moralists than ever. The refrain still greets our ears. "All these have I kept." They ara on the best of terms with the Ten Com mandments. I Under bid front, however, disquiet I vents itself in tiie query. “Wha-t lack I Jesus just condescends to enter the lists, ! y®t?” There is conscious deficiency. If and tilt and foil with this knight of ie ! a n iota Is wanting, all is lost; for how gality on his own ground and by his own | shall an 1 imperfect morality effect a perfect salvation? Cause must equal effect. Morality seeks to fortify itself with added works—“Some bold stroke of righteousness, some grand supereroga tion." But what do these amount to when the very source of these is evil? They sipring from love of self, not lova of God. Morality (fails in the crucial test of a him the unyielding, flinty table of the ] c <, m ple>te surrender to Gwd. All the legal law. and orbs. “Do not live!” The legal- (doings of a lifetime did not empower ist. thinking only of the letter, could say, j the jpirag man to lift his eyes to heaven “I have kept It.” Yet spite of this I Qn d Vry, “Even so. Father; for thus it vaunted literal obedience, there is a dread j seemeth good in Thy sight.’’ sense of insecurity. | —*— The Master kn- w all the while the I Where morality fails, grace succeeds, weak spots in bis brave and armor. He has only been toy! methods. First of all. He will bring him. with all his boasted goodness, fact to face (with tho absolute goodness of God. He adroitly p>uts a significance upon the hollow term of polite address which the user of it never dreamed of. In the blazing light of Divine p' rfeotion the vaunted armor of self-righteousness is sadly dimmed. But since the inquirer will be perfect by his own exertion. Jesus holds before and testing His oponent so far. Now He brings His lance to rest to make (he deadly thrust. “Sell all. and give all!" “If you really want the treasure of heav en. gsV? lip the treasure of earth.” glittering I The thing impossible to man tin a state ■in"- with '°f nature), is possible to man when God to will and to do of his works in him good pleasure. Size of a bank account, amount of real estate, bonds, and stocks, is not the „ | question. But attitude of the heart Gossner quaintly say s "a man may 1 4V ,„. + „ ct if a voice should sound | that is the test. pledge and stake his bead a hundred times, but if any ono were to proceed o tak' it from him, he would feel for the first time how it sticks to him.” In the dread concussion of Jesus’ word, the ricn young magistrate realized for the first time Uow lie was wadded to his wealth. It was as much a part of him as his head was. He would as soon have parted with the one as the other. .Testis was holding up with steady hand the first table of the law that required a supreme love of God which would ex pel any idiot. In tiie flashing light of that divinely-engraven Sinaitic tablet the ruler discovered that Mammon tilled his whole heart. The revelation was tlior oegh. Not a word needed to be added. Equivocation was impossible. A h^art was revealed to itself. It found itself destitute of the viry essence of religion —supreme love of God. Crucial moment that! The compass needle of a soul wavered between heaven and hell. Alas! alas! when In a moment it came to rest, it pointed steadily to- i ward perdition AVhat a loss! ThA dread unrest, extreme enough to bring this man of high rank to the desplsable Galilean; and to bring him. not like Nioo- demus, but in the most, public place and manner. That unrest might have been instantly removed by the absolute assur ance of a happy immortality. Riches held by frailest tenure—wealth, the sport of the natural ehments and standing temptation to human rapacity, were then and there deliberately preferred to treas ure laid up where moth and rust do not corrupt, and where thieves do not break through and steal. One may apeak wit h tongue of men and No wonder the Master-teacher availed angels, and havo gift ot prophecy, and Himself of such a didactic incident. He understand mysteries and knowledge, and auotes the proverbial description of tha 1 ha.ve mountain-removing faith. One may impossible to indicate tiie extreme diffi- j literally do what Jesus required of the culty of a happy outcome in this and rich young ruler, and even £U ffp r mar- similar instances. As easily could their j tyrdom in addition; yet if all this coma largest domestic animal pass through from the heaven, ‘‘Sell ail and give all.” are these material things held so light ly that compliance with that hypothetical voice would be possible? Nay, have these things already been surrendered to God? Are they held in trust for Him? Is the principle of Chris tian stewardship recognized and lived up to? Touchstone for a 11, not rich alone, is here. Tiie poor may be as ardently at tached to the wealth they covet as tha rich to that they actually ipossess. Not dollar out of pocket, but grace In heart, is what God wants. AVhat are our worldly tilings to the Proprietor < f the universe? Moral qualities of the soul are more precious to Him than rivers of •oil or tattle on a thousand hills. A lit eral surrender would have been nothing apart from the spirit in which it was made. One Greek word for sin signifies, lite- adly, "To miss the mark." One "S certainly misses It by failing short of it as by going beyopd it. Failure in su preme love to God is as certainly sin as actual transgression of the law. Is It small matter that we fall short in our love for that Being who, above all othesg, should have the supreme affec tion off every rational soul He has cre ated, preserved, redeemed? Such love for Him is the very essence of relig ion, the smallest orifice with which they were familiar, as a rich man enter heaven. He will not inter at ail except by means of that regenerating grace which ena bles him to break the enchanting spoil of mammon and love God with a su preme affection. ANALYSIS AND KEY. 1. A Subtle Interview. Meaning of universal application. 2. A Knight of Legality: The Young Ruler. Disquiet spirit leads to Jesus. An impetuous inquirer. . Condescension of Jesus. Meets on his own ground. Uses his own methods. 3. be conceived of as being done without a supreme loYe of God, it would be prof, itless, and as meaningless as a clang ing cymbal. Think you the Savior’s test extreme in its severity? Providence Is yet dally ap plying it. Call to ministry, call to phil anthropy. halt In amassing wealth to dis perse it as an almoner of God—this t» Jesus saying yet, “Sell and give!” Pity the sorry plight of the rich young ruler. Yes! But have e. care we are not in the same plight ourselves. The natu ral man Is so ready to exclaim. Any- tiling but that, Lord.” Rest assured the Searcher Of Hearts will never lav H.s hand oil anything short of the idol, and nothing but the new birth will enable us to surrender it. smothering . nr pat DISCOVERY, t streaming out behind like a war banner " W | *1-- 1 kl. kn 1,1 CURED with vsfitaM* iw •dies; entirely barmteMt re move! alt symptom* of drop sy In Stoao dsys jo to to days affects permanent core Trial treatment furnishe. free to every sufferer: nothd log fairer. For el'iolers.teat. tnonlals and free tiaitme(it._ write Dr. H.H. Greer.’» Sons faaA.Adaao.Gs flung to the breeze, and his bald head and bare legs glistening in the moon light like ivory finishings—he looked a fair goblin of the night! But when he got to the cottage the lights were all out, and the boys in bed. He asked the cause of the noise. Of course, nobody knew. He said: “I didn't expect you’d tell me anything about it. Though I want to know who it was so I can have them sent to the asylum.” “Big Shep” ’was heard to croak up back in the shed room like a muffled megaphone: “AVe have to take the ‘prep’ course at GiMaa before we can enter th# asylum.” *The viewed only from those dent'.is. And all the understanding they could get from the muffled response to their inquiries was: ‘Wouldn’t go nack to that blankety ‘Shack Row' again if it caught on fire and cremated every blackguard and outlaw in the whole out fit!” , . _ By the next morning, the governor had sufficiently recovered to give a sat isfactory explanation of hi3 singular de portment of the previous night. And, Wfiile comparatively speaking, it was soon hushed up. yet in certain Gildad circles the governor is known even to this day as “Miss Hennryanna’s Bear.” PINEYAVOODS TOM. Qualified for It. ‘•It’s so strange for them to marry, be cause the natural thing for a saleslady and floorwalker to do is fight and not—” “Well?" The Law of Gravity. •’The thought of losing you.” sighed the fortune-hunter who had been rejected, “makes my heart sink.” “Yes.” replied the heiress, unfeelingly, “thait’s due to the gravity of the loss.” >vernor said no moie. "7“. .,17 a-lked solemnly 'back towards the Liu d *But bis troubles were Just beginning. Miss Hennryanna, accompanied by a lit tle girl, had been over to President Dob bins, and was returning just in time to meet the governor—whose path cut theirs at right angles. Tiie governor was walk ing along with his head bowed o\ er in deep reflection, and never saw the girls until they were right against him. emergency was so instantaneous that the governor couldn’t think of but °ne amendment—to “go fast! ’ . Now. while the governor whs investi gating affairs over at the Shack How some other bad boys slipped out, caught the president’s Jersey calf, and put it Th the governor’s room. And tv hen he came staving in and jerked open his door the calf dashed out, .taking the gov ernor right between the legs and lit ting him clear of the floor. Not knowing wiiat else to do, he “held fast, AA 1th a mild .bleat the frightened animal fled out into the yard with the czar of Kiddery- dom astride its back. Tho panic-stricken calf took a circle 'round over the f anl PU*f in such a way as to bring its frenzied rider plump up with the music marm again. The terrified girls heeled it for “Mammy’s house,” shrieking so as to raise the whole dormitory. Miss Hennry anna, who had fallen exhausted on the steps, not wanting to tell the wild-eyed inmates, who came rushing out, what she really had seen, said: “Saw a boar. But the small girl blurted out the truth, and said: ’"Twarn’t a bear. ’Twaa Gov ernor Hodgin riding old brindie s calf in his night gown!" ..... In such a crisis the highest authority was instantly desired. So a runner was sent for President Dobbin. who came post-haste, and in a great fluster for fear the sacred ordinances had been broken. And when he learned the details of the case the precise dignitary was clean be- yond himself. For Gov. Hodgin. who had OREGON always been a paragon of modesty and * a stickler for order, to plunge out upon such i career of rule smashing, could only be due to his having become sud denly “non compos mentis.” So calling up Thomas Jefferson, the negro bell boy and George AVashtngton. the hack- driver, he sallied forth to Investigate the governor’s unwarranted breach of the peace. The governor, after being peeled off of ^ HOME-SEEKERS EXCU the calf like the skin from a banana, by the animal running under a scrub oak, crept back once more to his room. And when the president and his investigating committee arrived there they found him buried between the feather tick and the mattress, und ne refused to be Inter- FOLLOW THE FLAG. 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