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GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTUllE. 



Nov. 



I told you, a few months ago, of meeting a 

 saloon-keeper in jail, and of trying to read 

 to him some of Christ's teachings. When I 

 got to that chapter about loving our ene- 

 mies, and doing good to those who hate us, 

 the thought was so fairly repulsive to him 

 that he sprang up out of his chair, declaring 

 that such talk as that was so disgusting to 

 him that he could not stand it. IIis actions 

 and words said, '' We will not have this 

 man to reign over us.'' I have noticed 

 other incidents, showing that, where the 

 heart is steeped in sin, and where one is 

 guilty of crime, the words of Christ arouse 

 almost to a frensy. The disposition seems 

 to be just about the same as the world 

 showed at his crucifixion. Now, do not be 

 disheartened, dear friends. Christ's king- 

 dom is making great strides. The conflict 

 with evil, during tlie centuries that are past, 

 has been a long and fierce conflict. But that 

 meek spirit is beginning to prevail. When 

 Jesus said, " Blessed are the meek, for they 

 shall inherit the earth," he did not tell us 

 that long centuries must pass before the ful- 

 fillment of the prophecy ; but he knew it, 

 nevertheless. 



Now, do you not agree with me, that it is 

 not whisky, nor even dramshops? It is not 

 bad companions ; it is not impure books, 

 even, nor is it altogether owing to child- 

 hood's teachings ; but it is the attitude of 

 the heart. Is it not the choice that every hu- 

 man being makes, when the matter comes 

 fully and fairly before him? First he says 

 in his heart, and then in his actions, " We 

 will not have this man foreign over us," 

 and then come all these other dire evils. After 

 having said this, he is ready for tobacco ; 

 he is ready for intoxicants ; he is ready to 

 take hold of an impure book, to open it and 

 look upon its pages ; he is ready for Satan, 

 and whatever Satan may bring. "On the oth- 

 erhand,ifhechoosesChristand him crucified, 

 and says, in thought and act. " Get thee be- 

 hind me, Satan,'" how can any of these things 

 harm him? In that attitude he never once 

 contemplates such a thing as touching to- 

 bacco or whisky. The bad book would 

 be destroyed before his eyes had even 

 glanced at the evil engravings in it, had he 

 the power to destroy it ; and if a pure-mind- 

 ed young man or woman is ever excusable 

 for an act of rudeness, I think either of 

 them would be excusable for destroying a 

 book that is positively bad, no matter how 

 they got possession of it, or who is the own- 

 er. One of the girls in my employ once 

 snatched a whisky-bottle from a young man, 

 and threw it out of the window while they 

 were riding in a railroad car. lie was par- 

 tially intoxicated, and was making himself 

 very obnoxious. Do not, I pray you, think 

 me oblivious to what is being done by tem- 

 perance workers and reforms in general. I 

 only wish, in this paper, to call attention to 

 thejfact that, with Christ's love in the heart, 

 and a spirit of obedience to him, our boys 

 and girls are safe under all circumstances ; 

 but with the other attitude, indicated by 

 our text, they are never safe under any 

 circumstances. 



Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see 

 God.— Matt. r>: 8. 



AUNT KATIE HILTON TELLS HQ-W TO 

 BE OBSERVING. 



SOMETHING FOR THE JUVENILES. 



SEAR CHILDREN :-How many of you can tell, 

 after you have been In a place, where the 

 most prominent things are? Do you think 

 two of you out of ten could tell me? Now, 

 do you know that is a trait worth cultivating? 

 Suppose I ask Johnny to get the flat irons. Don't 

 you believe he would say, " Where are they, mam- 

 ma?" when he had seen where mamma kept them 

 many and many a time? Supposing- you hii-ed a boy 

 org-irl to work for you, and you took considerable 

 precious time to show her where things were, don't 

 you believe you would think the most of that child 

 who could go and get, or tell where a thing could be 

 got, immediately? Now, I do not believe in having 

 a person, when he is in a strange place, staring at 

 things nor prying into things. Learn to notice, and 

 remember; but do it quietly and quickly. 



One dear little girl I used to know used to amuse 

 me very much with that peculiar trait. She was a 

 very quiet child— one that you would least suspect 

 of prying about, and. in fact, I never saw her ex- 

 amining any thing; yet if any thing were lost, or 

 we were wondering where such and such a thing 

 was, she would always say, "I can tell where it is, 

 Aunty," and she generally was correct. 



It is very convenient, not only to ourselves, but it 

 is often a great help and pleasure to others. Now, 

 little ones, practice it, and see how well you can do. 

 Some have the faculty of describing dress. I do not 

 advise you to cultivate that trait, for I feel that it 

 leads us wrong sometimes. While looking at dress 

 we are apt to get to criticising, and may be to envy- 

 ing, and we fail to see the person while looking at 

 the dress; but if we quietly examine the person, we 

 can often find something lovely and well worth see- 

 ing, even in those who at first sight seem almost 

 beneath our notice. And how nice it is, when we 

 hear some one condemned, to be able to speak a 

 kind word for him ! Learn to be bright and observ- 

 ing; and if you can not talk much, you can show by 

 your manner that you are trying to understand. 



A friend told Mr. H. an incident the other day 

 that partly illustrates my meaning. He was going 

 on a passenger steamboat from Los Angeles north. 

 One day the fog settled down early after noon, 

 and was so thick that nothing could be seen to guide 

 the ship by, so she was run on "dead reckoning"— 

 that is, they knew about how many miles the boat 

 could go in an hour, in her usual track. About four 

 o'clock Mr. P. said to the captain, "Captain, I wish 

 you could put me off here." 



" Why, where do you suppose we are?" 



"Just off Point Sal." 



The captain laughed. 



" Why, friend, we are nearer Port Harford, about 

 30 miles further north than Point Sal." 



Mr. P. could not quite believe it. His home was 

 at Point Sal, and he had noticed the sound of the 

 waves until he felt that he knew them, and so be 

 stood at the bow of the boat, looking and longing to 

 see the familiar shore where his loved ones were, 

 from whom he had been separated so long. While 

 still trying to sec, he heard the waves striking on 

 Seal Rock, or thought he did— a large rock that 

 stands out in deep water quite a bit from shore. He 

 felt so sure that he redoubled his watchfulness, and 



