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SUNDAY MORNING.
Come, fill my sai's, you wastrel wind,
Ami waft me o’er the fiehls.
The golden fields, rich harvest lined
With all hat red earth yields.
Come, blow me down the valley way
Between the crimson hills,
Where hardwoods make the lamlsuapo gay
And Nature's glad heart thrills.
THE STORY OF A SLAYER OF MEN.
In a comfortable, well-appointed of
fice on one of the upper floors of a
downtown sky-scraper, a remarkable
old gentleman, engaged in the lauda
ble business of insuring people’s lives
with an ample margin for his own
needs, may be seen every day. Time
was when he was engaged in taking
men’s lives at the risk of hi3 own in
stead of preparing families for emer
gencies when the grim visitor calls a
head of a home. Probably in all
New York, in the very heart of the
conglomerate assemblage of men of
a ton from every par. and section of
the globe, there is no other single in
dividual who has slain more human
creatures with his own hands than
h&s the now peaceful insurance man.
‘The old Colonel" he is spoken of
by the male members of his office
staff; “Cos!. B ,” he is to a half
score of young women who fill the of
fices with the click and rattle of as
many typewriting machines; ami plain
"Colonel," he is addressed by the
stdek brokers and Wall street men
who call upon the interesting veteran
of Indian fights and outlaw skirmish
es to chat and to leave their business
with him. Snow-white is the hair
that escapes from under the broad
brim of the campaign hat on the ven
erable head and snow-white are the
drooping mustaches, one of which bi
sects an aparent saber cut on the left
cheek, the like of which mark is borne
probably by no other living man, for
it Is where an Indian arrow slit open
his face more than 50 years ago. Yet,
there are other wounds healed, most of
them hidden, though one is worthy of
especial mention. This is a furrow,
lengthwise across the scalp, where a
bullet ploughed a gash deep enough
to hide a lead pencil to this day, the
result of a chase of a desperate horse
thief who turned in his saddle, and
with a Colt’s six-shooter came with
in an ace of making good his escape—
for as a commander of the Texas
Rangers the colonel gained his title,
"Tell you about the most desperate
experience I ever had?" repeated the
old fighter, laying aside his corre
spondence an yielding to the tempta
tion to rehearse the old days with the
visitor —"why, that question I have
been asked and have not been able to
answer a hundred times. When a man
takes his life in his hand— and no
matter what the motive, whether for
pure excitement or for a nobler pur
pose—and when he scouts the plains
of outlawry teeming with lawbreakers
and trouble makers, he is apt to find
all the excitement he wants, and is
likely to find numbers of experiences
equally satisfactory without being able
to make a choice. But "I’ll tell you my
pet experience.
"1 was a young man then, just en
listed in the famous Capt. Jack Hayes
company of Rangers, which was fight
ing the Mexicans in those days, and at
the same time hail their hands full
with the Comanches. This was about
the time of the invention of the Colt’s
revolver. A man travelling in New
York was presented with a pair of six
shooters by Col. Colt himself, aud he
in turn gave them to Capt. Hayes, who
was so pleased with them that he nev
er rested until every man In the com
pany was in possession of at least one
of the weapons. Then followed prac
tice almost night and day, until there
was not a man in the company that
was not good for dropping an Indian
at 125 yards in a single shot.
"About that time the captain with
fifteen men was out just above San
Antonio doubling about the country
for a sign of Indians and spoiling for
a chance to try his new revolvers on
them. We had not long to wait. No
sooner we found ‘sign’ than we cut
their trail several times and con
cluded that they were following us
even as we were hunting for' them.
That simplified matters and the red
ones soon appeared—7s of them.
“ ’Fellows,- they’re preparing to
charge us, stand ready to give them
' be said, and that meant a ’win,’
for not in the history of that loader
did he ever conduct a losing fight.
That was the first time Hayes did not
choose to attack. In former fights it
was his maxim that God was with the
attacking party. In this he figured on
the advantage of taking accurate aim
from the backs of standing horses, not
to mention the surprise of the Indians
at the volleys that would l>e poured
into them from the new weapon. So
we waited while the red men on their
war ponies drew up in a long line
and at a signal came upon us like a
whirlwind, lying close to their horses
ami saying a hail of arrows until with
in' ranlfce. Not a shot was fired until
the enemy was within 125 yards of us
and t®en the wljty broke loose, a
| fiamini, banging ;Tnt. turned against
I tie ofieomers aujA fi the first shot
Epjnffi t|HK b ‘gun to drop.
Wd shot so -spile the high
. wind at the tisicSk finally had to
4£mieb ug| umiJKr .‘moke of the
jimivdMpPpin* tSftfSp; Indians long
to were up flp-ist some new
invention.’ an# they broke
ranks and fled terror stricken, while
we dashed after them and kiiled and
slaughtered everything within range.
50 of the 75 Indians were killed out
right and ten more of them remained
behind, too desperately wounded to
THE LAND SAILOR.
Blow, blow my craft where yellow leaves
Hwirl vagrant through th* air.
And blow me where the rustling sheaves
Dot fields of stubbie bare.
For I would saii the autumn land
While glow its raliuut hues;
With boat and breeze at iny command,
Down all its vales I’ll cruise.
—Frank Farrington, in Lippiocott's.
escape. And that same was the first
of a weary siege of peace we had for
some time after, for the revolver lia 1
struck new and unknown terrors into
the hearts of the savages.
“But. just about then there came
other fish to fry. Trade with Mexico
had sprung up and bandits began to
waylay the traders and got pretty bad
in the country, so that Hayes went af
ter them. He found that the Mexicans
haj 3d men to our 15, but he resolved
to whip them, nevertheless. In’ the
middle of the night—our horses were
left behind —we trailed toward the
stronghold of the outlaws, trusting to
surprise to make up our dearth of num
bers. The Mexicans, not suspecting
danger, had retired even without set
ting a watch, and the first thing they
knew was when we were among them,
slaughtering right and left before they
could as much as draw their weapons,
for the reason that if we ever let it go
that far we would have been over
powered at the close range, where
accuracy of fire was no longer a
strong factor on our side alone. We
killed 25 out of 30 men that night, for
we had not the means to bother with
prisoners, and we got every liorse
owned by the band.
“I.ikely you have heard of the Mexi
can laucers— the chaps provided with
that graceful but useless weapon up
on which they hoped to spear us like
so many swine. Many a good man the
Mexicans lost before they learned that
the lance was no fit tool with which
to approach an American equipped
with his favorite weapon. The enemy
never had more chance with the lance
than the Indians had with their bows
and arrows. Before they could come
near enough to make use of their toy
they were toppled off their horses like
so many ninipins before the skill of
an expert bowler.
“I accompanied Capt. Hayes on ills
raid against the notorious priest-leader
of Mexicans —Padre Jarante—in all
the history of outlawry perhaps the
most skilful in the business of fight
ing and deviltiy. We chased after the
leader for two days, and. without
knowing it, passed him, so that when
we got to San Juan he was behind us.
But we were tired out for want of two
nights’ sleep, and we stripped our
horses anti ate and went to sleep, nev
er expecting trouble. Our body of men
was safely fcioused under a roof, but
we had five men out on post, as a
mere matter of precaution, lor we sus
pected that Jarante did not mean to
escape us. but intended to give fight.
About sunrise we were awakened by
warning shouts and cries and firing
of shots. We grasped our revolvers
an.l carbines and hastened to the win
dows. The five men on the outpost
had stcod their ground and had gone
under —one, lying wounded on an el
bow. was still pouring a galling fire
Into the ranks of the enemy until the
butt of a rifle was laid over his head.
Three times the padre charged us, and
three times he was repulsed by our
fire, and the third time he was keeled
off his horse, dead. We had emptied
a great many saddles of Mexicans that
day, but no sooner was the fight over
than one of the spies brought word
that fiOO Mexicans were on the march
toward us. The captain examined his
ammunition supply aud found it run
alarmingly low, and decided the 600
were more than we could safely bite
off and chew, and we retreated.
“All of these were Interesting fights,
but the most desperate, I think, came
when one of our lieutenants, Edward
Burleson, was ordered to hand one of
our Indian prisoners over to the au
thorities at Fort Mclntosh. I was in
the party- detailed to accompany the
lieutenant and on the way back, near
ing the Nueces river we spied a couple
of Indians. I was also one of seven
chosen by the lieutenant to capture
the Indians, while the remainder of
the detachment c-oniinued along the
road. The red fellows, however, had
set a trap. Steadily the others of our
command proceeded, leaving us to
settle with the pair discovered, until
finally we were out of ear shot, of one
another. We dug bravely after the
two Indians. The two suddenly turned
into 14, and they were ready and wail
ing for us when we crossed the brow
of a hillock which had concealed the
snare. There was neither time nor
necessity Tor retreat, however. We
got the order to dismount and it. came
so quick and fast while we were ridb£
at top speed that I remember my
horse went, back on her haunches, cut
ing the same in the effort to stop
short. Then from the middle of our
circle of horses we opened fire with
the Colt's six-shocting rifles We killed
every Indian except one that got si
way to spread the wholesome tale, but
the feiiows had charged us so closety
that several of them lying prostrate
we could have touched with our rifle
butts without moving from where we
stood.
“We had among us in that fight a
remarkable young chap who behaved
extraordinarily during the fight.. His
parents had been scalped by Indians
and he had been captured and raised
among the Comanches and was devot
ing the days of bis natural life bring
ing down Indians to avenge the death
of' Mb parents. But he had acquired
Indian habits and Indian tactics and
throughout the fight danced around
from spot to spot hoping to make a
difficult target of himself exactly in
the manner of the ignorant reds them
selves who felt safer when moving
about, not knowing that to a white
‘shot’ there is after all little difference
whether a target move or stand still
so long as it presents a reasonable
mark. By the way. it was in that fight
that I was shot here through the
cheek. The missile just grazed me hut
laid part of the cheek open to the bone
as neatly as if cut with a surgeon’s
knife.
“In 1838 I had worked up the line
to a captaincy an.l was then with the
frontier battalion of state troops with
a headquarters camp at Dser Fork on
the Brazos. The Co'mnacKes had been
particularly actiie. They would swoop
down cn the white settlements and
after working stealthily within the
white lines would run off. driving sto
len stock and killing and burning all
within range. So we decided to give
them a dose of their own medicine
and we took a wagon loaded with 50
rangers, followed by a similarly load
ed one and about a 100 friendly
Tahualmacan Indians.
"We camped that evening, conceal
ing our force, and sent cut scouts.
Our enemy, tite scouts reported, were
hunting buffalo, and their camp was
just a few miles ahead. We moved
during the night, and at daybreak
came within sight of the Comanclnv
lodges. Eighty of these we counted,
which, allowing four male lighters to
a lodge, brought up the fighting force
to something like 300 braves. Just at
sun up a hostile Indian on horseback
appeared, and at once excitement
broke loose among my own Indians,
and they yelled and gave the whole
scheme away, for the solitary rider,
of course, heard them. The Talniahua
cans were ordered out front, so that
we could keep the rangers as a sort
of surprise. Then we charged, rais
ing the Texas veil and bearing dowu
on the Comanches like a living ava
lanche. The fight proved one sided.
About those days the mere veil of tho
rangers was enuogh to strike terror
to tho heart of a smali band of Indi
ans, and here though the enemy was
In sufficient numbers to make resis
tance, there seemed a thousand rang
ers the way they were spread out. The
Comanches cut and ran. deserting
everything and spreading fanlike so
that it was impossible almost to fol
low any one band. So we decided to
come back, having slain more than 50
of them. All about us we could make
out Indians skulking at a safe distance
in the hills, and we were just ready to
proceed to a proper looting of the
place to recover stolen goods when a
second and much larger outfit of In
dians hove up out of nowhere and pre
pared to give us a fight.
“One huge Indian on the opposite
side, dared any Indian on our side to
come out to fight him single-handed,
and five of the- Tahuahuaeans went
down in single combat before we
turned the rangers loose. After all, the
tight made was more spectacular
than bloody. The instant the rangers
were, released the Indians fled for dear
life, and only those that 1 blundered in
to range were killed or dropped.
“But i think I’ll have to ask you to
leave, young man,” said the old eol>
nel kindly. "When I get on my favor
it.e topic; there is no telling where I'M
stop, and I have work to do this morn
ing. It's like living life over again to
rehearse the stirring days of the past,
and —what a time a good lively Insur
ance agent could have had on the
plains in those .lays working on loth
aides —red and white — and hustling
policies hack to New York!”—liew
York Commercial Advertiser.
l mlln-1 or Hilrty-two Ilanstinn.
John W. Street of Mount Vernon. 111.,
was arrested at Evansville, Ind., and
the non-payment of his board bill, and
had a hearing before Judge Thorning
of that city. It was necessary, in or
der to escape conviction, that John W
Street should set up a strong defense
in the way of palliating circumstances,
at least. He did so by declaring under
oath, first, that he was 98 years of age;
secondly, that he had incurred the
debt for board and lodging pending
the success of his efforts to obtain em
ployment; third',y. that he was the
father of 32 children, all girls, and,
fourthly, that n large number of hii
daughters were still dependent upon
him for support. Despite the fact that
the proof of debt was positive and con
clusive, the case was dismissed and he
was set at liberty.—Chicago Inter
Ocean.
A Feculiai- rarlrlilfc.
A rather curious case has occurred
on a shooting preserve in England. A
fowl Jaid five eggs in some rough grass
in an old pasture near one of the farm
steads and a partridge took to the nest
and laid in it. She hatched four of
the fowl’s eggs, but none of her own
i-even being left in the nest. The fore
man's wife carried (he four chickens
into the farmyard, but the partridgt
very soon fetched them back again in
to the field, and they subsequently in
mained with her, spurning the domes
ticity of their farmyard relatives; or
their being approached their foster
mother would fly away to a respect
ful distance and on the in traders re
tiring would return to her charges.—
London Field.
Xvr Meaning oT Hag.
A San Francisco rabbi gives a uei
Interpretation of the design of the Am
oric-an fiagt To an audience of immi
grants largely Russian, the other day
' lie said: "Do you know why the Start
and Stripes are in the flag? I will tel
you why. They show that Americt
has stars for those who bdhave them
selves and stripes for those who d<
not.”
THE BRUNSWICK DAILY NHWS.
WOMEN GOLD BEATERS.
A FIELD OF WORK ABOUT WHICH
LITTLE IS KNOWN.
I-hcu In ngtir<l hi the Imltnlrr-Rrcat
Judgment. anil skill Itrqulreil by ihe
Workman— Sm-i-ssuliil Opposition of ilia
Man-Cantors in Woman Jtinpi<>y mi'llt,
The recent strike among the gold
heaters, the issues at stake being the
increase of wage3 and discharge of
women employed in the business, must
have caused a good people to
Inquire what a woman gold beater is.
Gold beating la one of the smallest
of American industries, as it is, in
some respects, ono of the most pecu
liar. The conditions under which it
exists enable the workmen to dicate
terms to their employers, the latter
frankly admitting that they have to
either give in or go out of business.
There are only about 500 gold beaters
in this country; the work is expert,
and not every one can learn it. The
English and German workmen avo too
well paid to think of emigrating; and
of course the contract laber law stands
in the way of sending for them from
this side. •
The recent strike was really on ac
count of the women. The increase of
wages would have been granted the
men for the asking, but employers
were reluctant, to discharge for tio
cause women who served faithfully
for low wages, did their work better
than the men could do it, aud were,
in many cases, widows and orphans
of tho strikers’ fid low-workmen. They
held out for seven weeks, hoping that
ihe men would soften, but the hope
was not realized. The women had to
go. It is pleasant to know that one
firm, the largest in New York, kept
the discharged women’s names on the
pay-roll, ami will continue to send
them their wages until employment
can be found for them.
Small as the goid-bbatlng industry
is, and tittle notice as its troubles at
tracted, the results of them might
have been very far-reaching. Manu
facturers, it is said, actually consid
ered whether it would not be as well
for them to go out of the business
as far as the beating itself was con
cerned. If they had done so the price
of gold picture frames would have ad
vanced at least 25 percent on ac
count of that tariff on gold b • Art
iHts would have Felt this very serious
ly, since their frame-maker’s bills are
heavy enough as It. fa. Decorator j
painters, sign make™, bookbinders,
cabinet makers—-a dozen trades' ftouid
liave been affected. All on account of
about 100 women—or rather on ac
count of the ungallantry of about 500
men towards those women.
Gold beating is one of the few han
dicrafts left, in Germany some ma
chinery has been Introduced, but the
work accomplished is inferior. The
knack of striking exactly the proper
blow has not yet been transmitted to
a steam hammer.
Tho gold, 22 carats fine, Is melted
and run through heavy rollers, com
ing out a ribbon about an inch wide
and of the thickness of blotting pa
per. The ribbon is clipped into inch
squares and plaee'd between the
leaves of a parchment bcoU three
inches square. This book is called
Ihe eutch. and contains two hundred
leaves. When it has been plated in
a iieavy parchment envelope it. is giv
en to a brawny workman with arm
and shoulder muscles like a gladiat
or. He stands before a pounding
block of solid granite, and, with an
iron hammer weighing 15 pounds,
beats the catch until tho gold within
is three inches square instead of one
inch. The blow struck is not the
crashing blow of a butcher’s ax; it
mus| rebound lightly. The effort is
expended in the upward swing of tho
arm and not in the stroke. Women,
of course, have no part in this work.
The gold is next cut in quarters and
placed in another hook called the
shoda, which contains some 850
leaves. This hook consists of a pe
culiar substance made from the en
trails of oxen. It is as fine and
smooth and flexible as the lining of
an eggshell. It is very costly, the price
of a single book being SSO. A book will
stand 150 beatings, after which it is
sold to manufacturers of imitation
gold-leaf.
Tho shoda is beaten with a lighter
hammer and a more expert stroke.
The idea is to make the leaf a little
thicker on the edges than in the mid
dle. This is in order that when he leaf
is finally trimmed and sold the manu
facturer and not the buyer will get the
part.
The man who beats the shoda was
really the cause of the strike. Up to
this time all the work is in the hands
of men. The transferring of the leaf
from the shoda to the next book ami
the final beating has always been tho
work of women. A light touch and a
deft hand arc required to do tills with
out breaking the leaf, which has now
been beaten to the thinness of the
thinnest iissue-paper. Some of the
men say,they wanted to take the work
away from the women because they
knew they could do ii. and they
thought they ought to ho allowed more
chance to sit down and rest from their
severe labor. Others admit that: they
viinply wanted to earn more money.
One is interested to observe that
the men are rather awkward in the ar>
oomplishment of their new task. Ail
seemed to work slowly.
The lastj book is called the mould,
and has JOOO leaves. In the gold tis
sue is beaten to one-fourth that deli
cate thickness, and then the men are
through with it. In time they may
come to think they can handle it fur
ther. but at present they resign it in
its last stage to women.
The girls sit at little enclosed desks
In an almost airless room. The small
est draught of wind must be excluded,
so light is the substance handled. As
it Is, quantities: fly about, and settle in
the girls’ hair and clothing. The walls
and corners glisten with it. In front
of each girl is a fine leather cushion,
and at her side are piled the moulds.
She turns the leaves and with the aid
of two slender wooden tools, one a
pincers and the other a kind of stilet
to, lifts the shimmering gold, drops *it
on the leather cushion, and breathes
on it gently to flatten it. This mu3t
si! be done lightly and quickly to a
void breaking. With two strokes of a
wooden stamp called a wagon, some
thing like a cooky-cutter, the gold is
cut into a three and three-eighths in
ches square. The trimmings are swept
back into a box, and the gold is again
lifted and dropped between theijeatfos
of a tissue-paper book, where it be
comes the gold leaf of commerce.
Twenty of them are sold together
in a package. The retail price is $7.50.
An export workwoman can make
from 60 to 80 books a day. The work
is delicate, not tiring, and but for the
closeness of the room would be a de
cidedly pleasant occupation.—New
York Post.
ORIENT'S FOREMOST MAN.
Some of tho Wonderful Acliiovemeilts of
Huron Milliuanwu or Japan.
In the East as well as in the West
(here are opportunities for a strong
man to make his own way. In proof of
this, the life story of Baron Sliibusa
wa, the Japanese financier, who was
recently so well received here, is told
throughout the Orient as an illustra
tion of what a plain citizen may be-'
come.
Starting without advantages of birth
or backing, he attached himself as a
youth to the great Tokugawa family.
He reorganized the unsettled finances
of the clan, and out of gratitude its
chief made him a government officer.
His ability was quickly shown in
the minor office he obtained and he
rose rapidly. First he was tax comp
troller, then assistant vice-minister,
next junior vice-minister and, finally
vice-minister of finance.
Then, when the highest places with
in the gift of the emperor were with
in his reach, he suddenly gave up state
craft and returned to private life. As
a plain citizen he planned, he labored,
he organized.
In a few months he was acknowl
edged as the leader of an industrial
revolution which was to make anew
Japan. Largely through his Influence
l lie empire set aside drehma of milH
tary glory and chose the sober tri
umphs of peace.
He exteilded her railways, her ship
ping and her industries. A Japanese ad
mirer has counted and tabulated the
organizations and companies, of which
alter thirty-live years’ work, Sliibusa
wa Is either the head or the guiding
spirit. They number more than one
hundred and fifty anil include every
kind of business, every form of in
terest, civil and national, in the devel
opment of the country and every form
of charity and philanthropy.
GUAINT AND CURIOUS.
It is thought that crickets and some
allied insects hear through their lore
legs. On tHe outer side of the tibia is
a small space where the covering of the
inse t is reduced to a membrane com
municating witli which from the in
side of the leg is the end of a nerve.
The most of the Filipino people do
not wenr shoes, and the consequence is
their feet have soles on them that pro
tect them from injury. Ii is not an un
usual thing to find natives witli the
skin on the bottom of (heir feet one
eighth of an inch thick. Nature makes
provision in cases of that kind, and
(hey can walk all day long and they
are never troubled witli corns.
A church capable of seating 3000 per
sons was built between daybreak and
midnight on a recent. Saturday in a
suburb of Chicago. The contract for
erecting the church was signed on Fri
day at midnight, and the building was
dedicated on Sunday morning. No floor
was laid, the ground being simply
covered with shavings; but modern
conveniences, such as furnaces and
electric lights were not. omitted.
As three Bavarian officers were ex
perimenting with a balloon at a height
of 6000 feet they noticed a tiny black
speck which seemed to accompany
them. They thought at first, is was
one of the cards, which they carry
for throwing out reports, and that the
dropping of the balloon drew it along,
but on looging at the barometer they
found the balloon was rising and not
dropping. Suddenly a loud ehirpirifc
showed that it was a lark, which,
flying at this extraordinary height, had
been frightened by the balloon.
Says The Westminster Gazette: A
Beckenham charwoman is under re
mand on the very singular charge of
having personated tite sweetheart, of a
local servant girl. The servant was
persuaded turd a charming young man
named Wilson lived at Belfast and
was to come into property. She sent
Wilson presents and regarded pint as
a lover, although never seeing him. It
has been found that this particular
Wilson does not live at Belfast; the
charwoman is believed to have been
the only person involved, and it is
charged that she received the ser
vant's money and presents.
Wlit*n M;iii*4 100 sfron?
Too much self-reliance often brings
on a man's friends more care and
trouble than weak dependence. A man
who is too strong breaks and his
friends must care for the pieces,
while he who is weak takes few
chances, prudently looks ahead into
every nook and up every fane.—New
York News.
A SERMON FOR SUNDAY
AN ELOQUENT DISCOURSE ENTITLED
-'A CHANCED NAME.”
Rev. Dr. J. Wilbur Chapman Drew*
Some Comforting Lenooi From the
Story of the Angel and Jacob—Kvery
Aet Shape* Oar Character and Name,
New York City. —The following ser
mon, entitled “A Changed Name, has
been furnished for publication by the dis
tinguished and eloquent evangelist, the
Rev. Dr. J. Wilbur Chapman. It was
preached from the text: “And he said unto
him, What is thy name? And he said
Jacob.” Genesis 32: 27.
This is an angel’s question to a man
from whose embrace he was trying in
every possible manner to break away.
Locked together after the manner of an
cient wrestlers they bend first this way
and then that, ahd the angel cries, “Let
me go, for the day breaketn.” Jacob re
sponds, “I will not let thee go except thou
bless me,” and then the words of the text
were spoken. “And ho said unto him,
What is thy naifie? And he said Jacob.”
Jacob might have answered the question
in different ways at different times. He
might well have said at one time, my name
is Jacob, for he had deceived his father
and supplanted his brother, but he might
have said at another time, my name is Re
vcaler, for he has given us a vision of the
open heaven. In hm dream we have heard
the voice of God. He might have said on
still another occasion, my name is Teacher,
for under his tuition we have made a pil
grimage into the deep things of God, and
e could truly have said as he came to the
end of his career, my name is Israel, for
s a prince he had power with God and
with men had prevailed. You will notfoe
the divine order, power with God first and
with men afterward. Oh that we might
soon learn that the way to influence earth
is by the way of heaven. It is a singular
question in the text, for in the olden days
a name was given not merely to gratify the
passing whim of the parents, nor for the
siko of euphony, but because of charac
ter; a man’s character was his name and
his name was his character. A changed
name indicates a changed character. Abram
in the Old Testament? is changed to Abra
ham as he steps into closer fellowship with
God. Saul, of Tarsus, became Paul, the
apostle, after the heavenly vision. Thou
shalt call His namq Jesus because He shall
save His people from their sins, and He is
Immanuel, which signifies God with us. It
is a most singular question, “what is thy
name?” in the sight of God. He certainly
knows what it is. 16 is said that our
names are written on the palms of His
hands; that they are also written in tho
Lambs Book of Life, but. what name?
Hardly the name given to you by your
mother, but l-ather the name that you
have made for yourself under the direction
of God, by your patience, by your meek
ness, your brotherly kindness. It is a sol
emn thought that every act as well as
every word in shaping the character and
.the name by which we shall be known
throughout eternity.
This story of the change of Jacob's name
is interesting. I do not forget that be
lived 1800 years before Christ, but still it
is interesting for the reason that human
nature has always been the same. Inter
esting, tod, because be was a typical Jew.
His life vras_f.Se life of Israel in epitome;
that people found in every country and be
longing to none; that people which have
supplied to us the liveliest religious litera
ture and are themselves a by-word, which
have given to us tho liveliest ideals in life
and are themselves an object of ridicule;
that people which have supplied the
world's greatest characters, for Find was a
Jew 'and Jesus wa9 a Jew. If you under
stand Jacob you will understand the Jew
always, but while he began ns a supplanter
his (|huactcr was purified irt the last. The
furnace was heated seven times hotter than
it was wont to be heated, but he comes
purified. He is very much like ourselves,
too, and for that reason is interesting.
Abraham was a hero, Moses a great leader
of .men, Elijah was a prophet, David was a
king. All of these men discourage us with
their greatness, but Jacob was a plain
man dwelling in tents. We find our like
ness in Peter in the New Testament, and
in this man Jacob in the Old Testament.
His feelings appeal to us, for whether we
will acknowledge it or not his sins are in
us in germ whether we have permitted
them to develop or not; his aspirations ap
peal to us. Where is there the man who
has not had his Bethel, giving him views of
heaven and permitting him to hear the
voice of God. His sorrows appeal to us;
in his ljmping away from Jabbok’s ford, in
his sorrow at the lonely grave where his
beloved Rachel was buried, and in his
agoriy over his lost Joseph many of us have
the deepest sympathy because we ourselves
have suffered, but, it is a great comfort at
the end to see him coming forth more
than conqueror, which leads me to say
that there is hope for every one.
*x I.
“What is thy name, and he said Jacob.”
Look ut him by his father’s side as he de
ceives tlic old man in his blindness, telling
him that he is Esau when he is Jacob; and
the old father Haying to him the voice is
the voiae of Esau, but the hands do not
belong to him. How he must have trem
bled. I can sec his face get white and hear
his heart beat quickly. What if God
should strike him dead as he stands in the
presence of the old patriarch? In this
{iart of hia history I learn that one sfn
eads to another. We Cannot commit a
single sin and stop with that.
Mr. Spurgeon used to tell of the king
who commanded his subject to make a
chain of three links, and then told him to
make it longer and still longer, and with
the chain bound him and coat him into
prison. How like unto Satan that is.
Graces and vice go with linked hands. No
tice in Paul’s Epistle to the Galatians con
cerning the works of the flesh, Galatians
6: lit-21, “Now the works of the flesh are
manifest, which are these: Adultery, for
nication, uncleanness, lasciviousness, idol
atry, vvithoraft, hatred, variance, emula
tions, wrath, strife, seditions, heresies, eri
vyings, murders, drunkenness, revfefings
and such like, of the which I tail you be
fore, as I have also told you in time past,
that they which do such things shall not
inherit, the kingdom of God.’ And also
notice Ins description of the fruit of the
spirit, Galatians 3 : 22-23, “But the fruit of
the Spirit is love, joy, peace, long suffer
ing, -gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness,
temperance; against such there is no law.”
Yet this man who deceived his father and
defrauded his brother became a prince.
What is thy name? 1 put the question to
you, and: if you answer correctly some
would say. “My name is impatience, or
mine is milfmdncss, or mine is selfishness,
or mftie is pride, for these are the domin
ant factors in our character. I bid you
tuke hope this morning name
may be changed.
What is thy name? and he might have
said Revealer. 1 can see him as iie hurries
awav from his old home when his mother
told him of the just anger of Esau, and I
behold iiini fleeing tq the north. The night
comes quickly upon him, and hr lands
upon a certain place and tarries there all
night, and this place is Bethel. It is bleak
and barren, i1 is only pillow is the stones
about him, amt as he falls upon the ground
he'sleeps and as he sleeps lie dreams, and
in this dream lie beholds the ladder which
leads me to say that earth line always
been linked to heaven, not with a golden
chain as the poet sings, not with the silken
cords of gravitation as the scientist de
clares. these certainly, hut before all of
these heaven united in'Him who became
incarnate 1900 years ago. The interesting
thing to me about this ladder is that it
reaches down just where we are. It, may
be jve arc in poverty, possibly in suffering,
perhaps in despair, hut the ladder is just
before us. Bring your burdens to the foot
•f it, and let the ascending angels hear i
DECEMBER 14
them away and then wait until the de
scending angels bring heaven’s blessing
upon you. You will notice that when he
was asleep that he had His revelation of
heaven. His eyes were closed, his fever
had cooled, his excitement had subsided,
in other words he lost himself and then he
beheld heaven. When we lose ourselves
this weary, selfish, busy, self-life of our*,
we shall see Him.
The lark never sings when it is on the
ground. The moment it leaves the ground
it bursts into song, but just -the instant
that it folds its wings it begins to drop to
the earth. So let us mount up this morn
ing, and as we mount let us rejoice that
our names, which in the olden time stood
for sufferings srid sin may stand for power.
in.
What is thy name? and he might well
have said Teacher, for he teaches what
discipline really is, and the story of how; !
this man was changed from Jacob to Israel
is helpful to us all. It was real eplrihSH
education, but education means to draw
out, and you might draw out. from some
thing which has been implanted, and that S
something must he the divine nature. Dia-r
eipline for the man who is not a ChriatiiSiß!
is a failure. You will remember when Jacofepi!
was at Haran he began to be discon
tented with his lot, and the craftiness of ?
his nature was constantly growing, a(j|if
God sent him away from the place. He;-
had everything a man could want, but ha
must become a wanderer if he would gi.
on to the Israel nature. We doubtless ail
of us have learned that that which is lose
for us has been gain for Christ* and suf
fering is a good thing, but it is com lor ting
to know that the hand that stirs the nest
is the hand of Christ and the hand that,
leads out is the one that is pierced by the
nails, while the one that goes before tfkjfPf
the good Shepherd Himself. He wilj noi.
lead us too far nor snffci us to be teropto?
above that we are able tu bear. Thej-qt
of God often means discipline. People c >
dinarily have low fhoughts of love, t,h,
only count that love which caresw*-jB-...v
sooths and makes of itself a shield thqtj -
rough wind may blow upon us. They far a
no notion of a love that can say no, a It
that can use the rod and the scourge And
call the object of its power to
the fire, and it is interesting to hear Lie
texture declare concerning God
ever it is true that every trial and C ry
disappointment was n step neater <is
princely nature. I myself would sait;
every trial he had and every disappoint
meat he met, vvonla endure every-: nH&tr .
.ache if only I might become & pntixe
ing power with God and with ,<■
IV.
We are nearing the timer when bin nsm*
is to be changed. Behind him is Laban,
before him Esau, fad he is coming nearer
to him constantly, arid he is afraid. AbovAii
him is God. He has come to Jabbot’*
ford, the loneliest place in the Holy Land.
One could not easily remain there the night
through. He has reached the loneliest
hour of the nighLgSfißas the Jabbok is hi* •
property, his children, his beloved Rachel,
ana Jacob was left alone. Around him the
profound silence of the desert place, beside
him the murmur of the brook as it hurries
on to the sea, above him the heavens
studded with stars. This is not an illus
tration of Jacob’s earnestness in prayer,
but rather the earnestness of the angel of
the Lord, who would take from Jacob that
which is between him and power.
Notice first, how Jacob holds on to the
angel. It is a marvelous thing how long a
man can hold out against God. Some of us
have been doing it for years.
Notice, second, that the angel touched
the hollow of his thigh. Whatever enables
a soul to hold out against God He will
touch. It may be pride, wealth, affection,
it may be something natural, as a sinew
and as small as a sinew, but He will touch
it. 1 can see Jacob struggle in the augel’s
embrace, and then I heboid him coming
away with anew name; he. is Israel, the
prince. The way to princeliness is the way
of sure surrender. We must yield ourselves
to God for power afterward. It is said he
called the place Peniel, for said he, “I
have seen God face to face,” and as he
crossed over Jabbolr the sun rose. Doubt
less he felt as if he had never seen it rise
before.
My dear friend, Mr. S. H. Hadley, the
morning after his conversion said as he
opened his eyes and looked out of the win
dow. “Why, is this heaven? I have never
seen the sun shine like this, and are those
the trees bf life? for I have never seen
trees like these," and yet they were the
same trees and it was the same sun that
was shining yesterday, but he was looking
with the power .of anew vision. Oh, may,
God help us to come to the same expe
rience to-day. iH
V.
And Jacob-went down and met Esau, and
then we are told he went over to Bhe
chem. Somebody has said that doubtless
his wife might; have said to him, “It is far
lietter for us to live in the city rather than
the plain; it will be better for our chil
dren, they will bteoipe more cultured,”
and they went to Shrcliero only to make
the greatest shipwreck of their home, and
they turned away from it after a while
with broken hearts, and God said to him,
“Arise. And go up to Bethel and dwell
there.” Christians suffer spiritual declina
tion for very many reasons, but in this ex
irression to-day I have the secret of a re
newed consecration. It is necessary in
these days if Christians are to be as they
would like to be for them to pray as they
used to pray, read the Bible ns they used
to read it, yield themselves to God as they
did in formpr times and the old joy will
come hack with increasing force. If Wd are
to have times of blessing in the days to
come the individual who is the leader of a
home must go back to Bethel and live in 1
liis home as he used to live, and tiie church
must go back to Bethel and be filled with
the Spirit of God ns she was in other
days. Hut the end has come at last, the
scaffolding is taken down from about this
wonderful character, life has been a long
struggle with him, the last word is spoken,
the last command is given, the Jacob look
is leaving bis faoe, the Israel nature has
gained control. He was a prince indeed.
A Discovery Worth Making.
A prisoner in one of our Slate peniten
tiaries writes that he “thoroughly compre
hends the kindness of his unkind condi
tion." He has learned to trust “the fight
against inhospitable surroundings” to be
tho meant of developing in him power to
resist the adversities which he is likely to
encounter after he is released. How for
tunate would the world be if all men
could learn to see the kindness in unkind
ness. Not only would the rigor of the lpw
then always work out its purposed object
of reclamation and restoration, as it; seems,
lo lie doing in this case, but under the ittfts
nitcly jusicr government of God ainnari •
would always turn back to Him from Hfa
beneficent punishments. Yea, even Chris
tians would forbear to murmur at afflic
tions and necessities until they saw what:
quality of character their Lord desired to
strengthen in them by His loving disci
pline. Chicago Interior. ' ■ytjtimi-p
Knergy is Kternul.
Who is there who dare* to say that wfffca
old age is reached there is not as uiii dpt;
laid by in that, soul wrapped in its We*.,
body as there was in the infant full of? fr
ont power? We know not where thes.-:-
fant forces come from, nor where at .
dying man’s energy goes to, but if namr
teaches ns any thing it teaches us All
forces such as these are eternal in the*fce
sense that matter is eternal and spam*-
less.- Frank Bollcs.
The Needed Guide.
• C hrist is the needed guide through the
devious paths and temptations of this fife.
He is c king in the purest, ami best sense,
to whom we can with gladness y.ietifiKr
s.-lves. He is the hope of giory lor She
plain man, and lie who possesses that.hope
is tiic strong man.— Rev. M. F. Jquusqtt,