fashion, “ Si’ down by the ftah.” A Western 
schoolmate, pulling her cordial hands on 
your shoulder, would render tiie invitation, 
“Sat down by the far." What word or 
form of speech is there that Americans can¬ 
not twist? The king’s or Noah Webster's 
English, either! Who cau govern the na¬ 
tional tongue ? 
Esthkh, holding the Frau’s kind hand, 
looked up and said, as two-thirds of the 
people on Lhia earth say once a day, “ 1 am 
very miserable I 1 wisli I were dead I’’ 
The Frau searched Esther’s swimming 
eges, so sad and so deep that they showed 
an unhealthy brain. She did not tell the 
child that she was hideously wicked, aud 
that she ought to be thankful she was yet on 
probationary ground. This blade-lougued 
woman never rusted the brightness of her 
speech in sticking right and left, in poking 
and slashing and gouging a subject, to bleed 
the sin out of it and draw her “ Christian 
duty” out of herself. Some people have 
tongues like slings, and will not rest until 
they have discharged all the poison of tlnar 
senseless gabble into a wound. 
“ I have some berries and cream for you,” 
said Frau Vandkk Deck, keeping her ten¬ 
der hold on Esther's hands and her tender 
look in her eyes. “ You must taste them. 
Seat yourself here. 1 will bring my high- 
backed chair into the shade. Why, it will 
be like one of our garden pastimes 1" 
The younger woman was glad to be taken 
into the current of another’s spirit. Her 
delicate nature met and appreciated the fine 
breeding of (lie elder. She sat down in a 
restful attiLude, watching Frau Vandkk 
Deck, who brought great saucers of berries 
and cream. 
“ Are not my strawberries large !” ex¬ 
claimed the hostess, watching lest her diver¬ 
sion should annoy the one whom it was in¬ 
tended to benefit. 
“ You see a coat of arms on my silver. 
And you can read the German text? Ah, 
1 am glad !” she cried with pleasure. 
Esther’s face smiled in reflection. She 
lifted a berry on the rare old spoon. It 
tasted so well that she lifted quite a number, 
which, with the cool words, air and genial 
company, refreshed her like hope. Such 
little Lhiugs dilute our misery, 
“ You have pacified me jib you would a 
child,” said Esther, smiling tip into the 
Frau’s face, while she gave back, the empty 
china. “ I’m not accustomed to being cod¬ 
dled, but I like it." 
“ Now we’ll talk,” said the friend. So 
she sat down and drew the young girl’s 
glance to her own magnetic ej’es. “ What 
is it, Esther ?” 
Upon this, Esther’s face was drowned in 
shame. “ O, Frau Vandkk Deck !’’ she 
cried piteously. 
“ You love somebody who does not love 
yon ?” 
“ Who told you that?” asked Esther, 
paling and starting. 
“ Nobody but yourself.” 
“ 1 could not have said the words to you,” 
trembled the young gil l, dropping her waxy 
eyelids, and twisting grass around her fin¬ 
gers, impatiently. “ There is such shame 
in this.” 
“ Like toothache or sea sickness,” smiled 
Frau Vandkr Deck,” amusing to every¬ 
body hut the sufferer. “ Tell me what you 
can, consistently with your self respect, my 
child. I will try to help you.” 
Tiiis was a Wholesome woman, llcr sim¬ 
ple German heart spread itself like a mead¬ 
ow brook ; bul it will not be wallowed in, 
neither would it bubble officiously over the 
nostrils of the child who lay down to drink 
thereat. Her posture said :—“ Near enough 
to you to feel your trouble, and to pierce 
“ Have you no money to invest?” 
“ I Lave notiiing but the quarter’s salary 
due. My boarding expenses swallow two- 
thirds of that.” 
“ Dress-making ?” suggested the Frau. 
Esther looked up and saw her smiling. 
“ 1 would rather keep my breast-bone 
straight, if it is the will of Provideuce,” re¬ 
plied Esther. 
“ House-keeping, then ? You have the 
three to choose from. Teach, make clothing, 
or cook. If God does not seal that sign of 
ids approval, a husband, unto you, ull the 
women and men of the land declare you 
ought to be content with oue of these voca¬ 
tions 
“ Why not marry another man than the 
man you love, Esther? Five women hi 
seven wed ‘for homes.’ Ah, you show dis- 
gu^ on your face. You will not violate the 
ark to save the tabernacle from the weather. 
“ 1 wish the people would understand 
there are some women who must husband 
i themselves, and need men’s hoots to walk in ! 
“ No mortal woman will leave a happy 
marriage for any other life. 
“ What have you capacity for, Esther?” 
“ That is just it,” exclaimed the younger 
woman, sadly, “ I have capacity for nothing 
except to love folks and make a home pretty. 
I cannot write. I cannot lecture. I can 
hold a purpose and work steadfastly to an 
end. O, Frau Vander Deck, there is no 
future, there is no past; its all dark—dark 1” 
“Be still, you young thing! You have 
nothing to do with the past. The future 
will be as you make it. You can bold a 
purpose and work steadfastly to an end. 
That is something. That is a talent,” she 
declared, nodding her blonde, strong bead 
sagely. 
“ Fraulein Esther, you are twenty years 
old ?” 
“ Yes, madam.” 
“ Can you by strict (I don’t say grinding, I 
for there is no such thing) economy, save a 
and he is yet such a simpleton as to be averse 
to the pain of going through life without 
her, what shall that poor fellow do?” 
Cleveland spoke in so straightened a 
manner that he was evidently very earnest. 
He lay in his clover observatory watching 
the German woman’s star like face. 
“ Ha 1” said she, laughingly, “ you wish me 
to tell your fortune, do you ? 1 will ask one 
question. What is this woman like that 
so charms you?” 
“ She’s like a bird. I thought I saw her 
with you a moment since, bul she flies be¬ 
fore me. 1 expect, if Dan should see her, 
he would stone her. There he goes, making 
an inverted letter U of himself after some 
clods. It’s Esther, Frau Vandkk Deck,” 
lie confessed simply, us men always do con¬ 
fess, the honest 1 icings! 
“ Do you see that large tree by the creek, 
Herr Cleveland? Go to that large tree. 
A fortune teller is there who can read your 
fate better than 1 can.” 
The young man rose up, and rising, caught 
half a glimpse of the trufti and Esther’s 
summer dress. 
He went to the large tree by the creek. 
Frau Vander Deck said to herself, “ How 
many misunderstandings there are!’’ She 
then laid her table on her Cool verandah. 
She moved smilingly and quickly, bringing 
various odd German dishes to garnish the 
board. The sun slipped under tree limbs 
that laced themselves across ihe horizon. 
The twilight stillness of the woods settled 
in the air. Dan unhitched his “ critters,” 
aud went see-sawing down the road behind 
them. 
At last the pair, scarcely discernible as 
two, came up through dew and sweet air, 
and made a low bow before the Frau. She 
patted Cleveland’s arm lightly and Es- 
tuer’s heavy hair tenderly. 
“ Yes, yes, I see how it is. Adam found 
Eve beside a fountain ; and though lie came 
late, just as she was turning from the garden 
third of your salary Irom your expenses each I to wander off alone in the world, lie was 
year?" 
Esther set her lips in business fashion. 
“ Providing I remain healthy.” 
“ You will. It is a crying shame for peo¬ 
ple to fall into bad health. At the cud of five 
years you will have something to invest. 
Buy a home—a little home—in some thriving 
Western place, where real estate is compara¬ 
tively cheap. This will bring you sonic in¬ 
come, while you continue leaching and 
economizing. When you are thirty or thirty- 
five years old, if the Lord God strengthens 
your labors, you will have an independence 
for yourself, and a helpful hand for the un¬ 
happy. If the way looks too long and hard, 
I can help you with a loan.” 
“You are kind,” said Esther, touching 
her lips respectfully to the hand that, was 
helpful to her. “ I like your plan. If I must 
remain in the school room, the prospect, of a 
year of jubilee when 1 can rest and read and 
lie busy in ray own domestic sphere, and be 
a lever in the world foi some good, will draw 
me through. But oh, dear 1 such a practi¬ 
cal life!" 
“ The truest happiness is built on a practi¬ 
cal basis. If you miss the cream of life, try 
to thank God for the skim milk. It is not 
sentimental to say that you may become so 
noble a woman that the man who knows not 
your worth here, will in the next world con¬ 
tinually seek your presence. Ah, lieber kind , 
how vivid becomes your cheek 1” 
Esther’s entire corporal appearance be¬ 
came quite as vivid. She darted like a white 
ribbon of lightning from the Frau’s side into 
the woods, until she reached the creek, aud 
stopped, panting and quietly behind a very 
broad tree, only because her further move¬ 
ment might catch attention. Why? Maybe 
welcome, he was welcome. Come in, now, 
my children, to supper.” 
-- 
“ARCHIE HUTCHINGTON.” 
HIS VIEWS ON MARRIAGE. 
“ Laws-A-massy, soul sakes! when I was 
young, ’twas different then. Why, when 
folks was a-going to get married, they took 
time, and meditated upon it, and kinder 
Studied each other out, and reflected and con¬ 
sidered ; and when they did get married they 
were married for sartoln-, -Hid very much 
married—married from top to toe; and they 
expected to stay married ; there warn’t no 
talk of your diavorces then; they knew be¬ 
forehand that they was to * liev and lo hold ’ 
till grim death, and they mostly usually did, 
But now a young fellow sees a pretty gal, 
and asks her to marry him, just as he’d ask 
her to take a walk; and she’s all ready— 
‘yes, Sir, and thank yer, too,’—and they go 
and get married, with no more realizing 
sense of their responsibility I lian Cock Robin 
lias when he twitters and chirps to Jenny 
Robin. Well, pretty soon they go at it—she 
finds she don’t like tobacco-smoke, and he 
don’t like a wife that can’t do a thing hut 
frizzle her hair; and so it goes from bad to 
worse, until at last they sue for a disvorce. 
And they’ll get it, too! And nil for what? 
Why, for uncomfortahility of temper! Oh, 
laws-a-massy, soul sakes ! now, did you ever V 
‘ uncomfortahility of temper!’ Oh, Lordy !” 
"Incompatibility of temper, Mr. Ilutch- 
inglon,” 1 suggested. 
“Yes, 1 know it; uncomfortahility of 
temper — them’s the words that does it. 
foundered, and they’d all gone to the bot¬ 
tom, and there wouldn’t hev been no call 
for any more wedding-rings, that’s sartain ; 
and where you aud 1 would be now, it’s a 
mighty hard tiling to say. 
" But, as I was saying, they didn’t; they 
behaved beautiful! I don’t see bow it was 
—seems it couldn’t hev been Noah’s doings 
—for, between you and 1,1 guess be wasn’t 
much ; an unsteady, drinking man be allers 
was, you know; wasn’t he, sir? and not 
used to navigating, by no means. But I 
will say for’t, he managed that cruise re¬ 
markably well, considering what, his cargo 
was, and that his crew was half wonien- 
kind ; he sartainly made a saving v’yage of 
it, which was a good deal, all things con¬ 
sidered 1”— Harper's Monthly. 
-- 
PERILS OF SHOPPING IN PARIS. 
Worse even than the rudeness and im¬ 
pertinence to which travelers are subjected 
in Paris, is the gigantic system of cheating 
to which they too often full victims from 
their total lack of experience in any such 
villainy at home. The person who pur¬ 
chases a point lace flounce, a velvet dress, 
or a package of gloves at Stewart’s or Ho¬ 
mer’s, knows perfectly well that it is entire¬ 
ly unnecessary for him to inspect the quality 
or verify the quantity of bis purchases be¬ 
fore paying the bill. 
It is not so in Paris, The best known and 
oldest houses do not scruple to add to their 
lawful gains by all kinds of cheating, I 
have myself been cognizant of cases where 
six yards of velvet have shrunk to four; 
where an embroidered dress has been found 
to be embroidered on one breadth only— 
that one, of course, the part exposed to 
view ; where packages of gloves have been 
opened and imperfect pairs substituted for 
those chosen; mid where a velvet cloak has 
been sent home, carefully and elegantly done 
up in a box with quantities of ribbons and 
tissue paper, but on being examined (the 
unusual care in packing having rouged sus¬ 
picion) proved to have had one of the 
GO 
jabbaflj licabmg. 
NOTHING BUT LEAVES. 
Nothino but leave*! Tlie Spirit grieves 
Over a waited life: 
O’er gins committed while congcience slept; 
Promises made but never kept; 
Folly, and gimme, and strife; 
Nothing but leaves. 
Nothing but leave*. No gathered sheaves 
Of life’s fair ripening grain; 
We sow our seeds, lo! tares and weeds, 
Words, Idle words, for earnest deeds; 
We reap with toil and pain, 
Nothing but leaves. 
Nothing but leaves ! Sad memory weaves 
No veil to hide the pust; 
And as we trace our weary way, 
Counting each lost and misspent day. 
Sadly we Arid at last 
Nothing but leaves. 
Ah ! who ahull thu* the Master meet, 
Bearing but withered leaves? 
Ah ! who shall at the Suviour’s feet, 
Before the awful Judgment seat, 
Lay down tor golden sheaves 
Nothing but leaves. [Good TFords. 
--- 
“AND THERE SHALL BE NO NIGHT 
THERE.” 
BT GRACE G. SLOUGH. 
We have watched the dying day, when 
there has streamed thro’ the western gates, 
a golden glory akin to heaven itself; and 
sitting in the gathering shadows, while one 
by one the swinging lamps are hung out 
above, wo knew the night was coining on, 
but amidst the calm, holy stillness, a thought 
has come of a day whose brightness no shade 
of night will ever dim, of a “ city which iiuLh 
no need of the sun, neither of the moon, for 
the Lamb is the light thereof.” 
And have we not thought of this, when 
life’s dark shadows have deepened around 
you through and through with the fibers of a woman could guess. It was astonishingly 
my sympathy, but not near enough for you 
to peer into the holy darkness of my heart, 
nor for me to peer into the holy darkness 
of yours.” 
A man was once smitten for peeping. 
Unfortunately, his family survived him, and 
do torment the world unto this day. 
silly. However, this is not the first record 
of human idiocy. 
As soon as she bad thus switched off, an¬ 
other train appeared. It was a young man 
carrying a gun and a couple of squirrels. 
His hat was pushed back on bis curly head ; 
he was whistling, you may be sure. A 
Here is my case,” said Esther, laying merry, dark--faced, resolute fellow, lie swung to oue another’s feelings all messed in to- 
Well, is not. there allers nncomforlahility of W ho spoke English, he displayed to her a 
temper in every family, and alters has been, long bill dated some two years back, 
and allers will be? Only in the good old "1 paid that bill before I left Paris,” he 
liniws they used to screw it down and keep said, in a very positive tone. 
,, , , 1 “ You must lie mistaken, sir,” was the 
it under; and so, you see, they managed to e q lja || y positive rcplv. “ We never send in 
get along without none of yer disvorees. our hills after they have once been paid.” 
“ Don’t yer suppose, sir, that there was There was a very telling emphasis on the 
unconifortability of temper enough in Noah’s “never.” 
ark, with all them odds and ends of crea- “ g nt . 1 know thal 1 
. ’ , , ,, “ Perhaps you can produce the receipt. ?” 
tion—creeters that wasn’t noways agreeable This was &iih \ iu ., sue erine tone, calculated 
breadths replaced by a defective piece of ns, when over the soul has swept some lerri- 
velyeb I have also known an instance blc tempest, swaying it to and fro, crushing it 
where some valuable Russia sable skins were as „ JC mlgWy oak is shivered by the winged 
sent to a highly recommended and well . q t. • .■ 
known cloak house in Paris lo be made up, li « 1,lnin £ ? A| b il 18 '‘mu we have seen the 
and several of the skins disappeared in the *>f God’a precious promises, shining out 
process. in the darkness; then we liuvc felt that there 
In another case a ladv bought a splendid was One with us, who would lead us out lo 
engraved amethyst in Italy, and sent il to an Eu , ril!ll Day . When pain’s furnace was 
one of the fashionable jewelers ol Paris to be ‘ ,., . ™ 
set. The amethvst was sent home to her 1,01 W1,hm us, did not our Fathers breath 
in an elegant setting, but the rich violet, fan the flame? did not one loving hand clasp 
hues of the stone bad faded strangely during ours, while with the other lie molded our 
Ihe process; and examination revealed the hearts to His will, fitting us to dwell with 
laet that a well executed copy in purple Him .where no night of sadness will wring 
glass had been substituted tor the costly I , , , 
gem. Fortunately, a small flaw on the un- the breil8t w,Ul au * u,8b » whe,e «« clolK,s 
dec aide of Hu-amethyst had not been no- will ever shade the brow, where there will 
tieed by the imitator, and the hick of that be no troubled sleep, from which the vv.--.n-y 
identifying mark in the counterfeit enabled wake to weep? Has He not said, “ When 
the lady, by threat of legal process, to re- lhou pa88eHt , hc waters 1 will be with 
cover her jewel. In a less important but • i . , , , 
equally flagrant case an American lady se- thee? Th “ n ^ l,,,u > aud wll0n llt * 
lceted a bonnet, paid for it very unwisely on our hearts aud lays them all quivering upon 
the spot, and gave orders to have It sent the heated anvil, know that he does it in love, 
home. When it arrived it proved to be a Our Father wounds thal lie ui&y heal again, 
miserable imitation of the article she had d u wl()U a 80olhing balm is that which 
purchased, the leathers, lace velvet, etc., .. ’ . . . , . 
being of very inferior quality. She went He pours into the wounded, bleeding heai 
hack to the milliner to make a complaint, Perhaps He has some labor ol love lor 
saw there the identical bouiiet she had orig- which this night of sorrow is preparing us, 
imilly selected, bill, being powerless lo Ob- t)ien ] el ua Siiy> » Father, thy will be done," 
lain redress, was forced to pay a cimsidcmhle f y lbat h0 knoWR best, and drawing 
sum to have the exchange effected, and Lo 6 , „ , , , ,. , , . 
obtain the article she bad really bought. near to the Saviour, kneel humbly al Ins 
Jt is a fact well known to all American feet, and wait till the morning shall come. 
lu/bitaum of Paris that the bends of one of Ihe Burdened heart, flee to Christ. He 
largest and most celebrated ol the glove awaits to bear thee up amidst the storm, 
houses there are in the habit of sending ill , { h wiU Beem long or dark 
their old and haul bills lo tlfeir former cus- , b , * . , T . ° , .. 
turners whenever Ihe “ Strangers’ List.” up- when thou art clasped ill lus eveilasting 
prises them of the arrival oft these unwary arms! Love Him, trust Him ; thou art Ilis, 
foreigners. For hi most eases the receipted and He is thine—thine to give thee Unit 
hills have been left al home, and the Jiupless « peace which passeth all understanding.” 
!K'o d ..!">ST"*«.or a-* »»■ 
1 was oue da)’ an eye-witness of an amusing l°se tenois, and amidst its clouds a light 
scene in that shop A gentleman entered will appear — the light of morning. Oh, the 
with a countenance highly expressive of in- joy of that awakening 1 when upon our nn- 
dignation, ami summoning the shopwoman, sea ] e( ] via j oU a |, a ]| burst Hie glory of that 
vho spoke English he displayed to her a . h slm|l see our Saviour 
ong bill dated some two years back. .<'*" rr- .. 
“ I paid that bill before I left Paris,” lie as be is, and we shall be like Him, walk with 
aid, in a very positive tone. Him along the shores of the river of Life 
“You must be mistaken, sir,” was the and find rest; “for God shall wipe away 
equally positive reply. “ We never send in a]1 tear8 Hnd there shall be no more sorrow 
mi' bills after they have once been paid. . , , , 
There was u very telling emphasis on the 1101 j eai • ... 
never.” Weary, mourning heart, be patient, be 
“ But I know that I paid this one." prayerful, trusting in God. Yet a little 
“ Perhaps you can produce the receipt. ?” while, and the dawn will come, “ aud there 
Phis was said iu a sueering tone, calculated s hall be no night there.” 
one white forefinger over its duplicate fore¬ 
finger; “I shall never marry, now. I have 
no kindred, no friends; only such property 
as I earn myself. I have taught six years; 
clothed, fed, and partly educated myself. 
Frau Vander Deck, 1 hate teaching. The 
little children are dear to me. If I could 
instruct them after tlie plan of your good 
Froebel, could unfold their minds year by 
year, in some happy garden—a constantly- 
present half-dozen or so of them—1 should 
like it. You see,” she confessed, blushing 
ingenuously, “ I was made for mamma, not 
for schoolmistress. A buzzing room full of 
half-bred youngsters, precocious, insolent, 
turning the very plan that, gives them a free 
education into a torture of their instructors 
—they distract me, Once, when I thought 
there might be something else for me in the 
future, I endured It very welj. But now 
that 1 must decide on a life vacation, I turn 
from teaching with a prayer for deliverance. 
What, shall I do?" 
along the path with the air of one who 
always meets a pleasant reception and want¬ 
ed it particularly on this occasion. 
“ Good afternoon, Frau Vander Deck,” 
cried he, lifting tho hat off his curly head. 
“ Will you accept this small offering ? 1 did 
not trespass on your ground, and come to 
buy peace of you. I’ve had a long walk and 
am tired. Squirrels, like every oilier desir¬ 
able thing in the world, fly before me.” 
“Be seated, Herr Cleveland. Shall I 
thank you for your game with a glass of 
spring-water? The day is warm.” 
“ No, thanlc you.” The young hunter put 
on a lugubrious look. When a man touches 
his tongue or his big fingers to delicate mat¬ 
ters, be goes about the business as tranquilly 
as an elephant on skates. 
“ I beg a larger favor. Frau Vander 
Deck, you’re a woman, and you know the 
quaint riddles." He threw himself on the 
grass and tossed up his hat with a boyish 
gesture. “ When a dear girl runs from a 
Irau Vander Deck passed her firm, fellow, is silent and cold toward him, nip- 
delicate Land repeatedly oyer Esther’s. j ping the word on Lis lips with a killing frost, 
gather there? — dogs and cats, sheep and 
wolves, foxes aud geese, chickens and 
weasels (and skunks, I’ll bet)—and mighty 
small stable room accommodations, I tell 
you ! How was it 'bout uncomfortahility 
of temper there, do you s’pose? Why, 
don’t you see, they Lied to 'commodate all 
of um—‘jest luff and bear away,’ as the 
sailors say; the lion, I ’spose lie roared 
kinder soft like, so as not toskeer theturklc- 
doves; and the hyenay, she did not laugh 
out as loud as she wanted to, I dare say; 
the big bear, lie kinder shut up growling; 
and the kang’roo took care uot to leap on 
other folkses toes; the horse was keerful not 
to kick up iiis heels ; and if the dog felt as 
mad as fire, he didn’t bite nobody. 
“ That was the way they done it, no doubt 
on’t; stands to reason they did; ’cause, 
don’t you see, sir, if they had all on uni 
given way to their uncomfortabilities of tem¬ 
per, and each on um acted out their own on- 
regenerate nater, why in course they’d hev 
stove the bottom out of that thundering old 
tub of his in less than no time, and she’d a’ 
long bill dated some two years back. 
“I paid that bill before I left Paris,” he 
said, in a very positive tone. 
“ You must lie mistaken, sir,” was the 
equally positive reply. “ We never send in 
our bills after they have once been paid.” 
There was a very telling emphasis on the 
“ never.” 
“ But I know that I paid this one.” 
“ Perhaps you can produce the receipt ?” 
This was said in a sneering tone, calculated 
to exasperate a saint. 
The gentleman made answer by laying 
down Iiis cane aud the disputed bill upon 
the counter, and extracting a pocket-book 
from the breast-pocket of his coat. From 
this he drew out a paper, which he unfolded 
and field before the shopwoman. It was the 
receipted bill. 
To ilo the creature justice, I must confess 
that she seemed overwhelmed with con¬ 
fusion, ami was profuse in her apologies; 
upon which one of the proprietors of the 
establishment, who had been watching the 
scene from a distance, came to her rescue. 
“ I think I can explain to the gentleman 
how the mistake occurred,” he said, in those 
mellifluous tones which come as natural to a 
Frenchman as purring to a cat, and are just 
about as indicative of good nature or kindly 
feeling. “ We have another customer of pre¬ 
cisely the same name—merely an odd coin¬ 
cidence.” 
“ But an odder coincidence,” said the 
Americau, buttoning up bis coat, and sud¬ 
denly blossoming forth into an astonishing 
knowledge of French, “ is, that this gentle¬ 
man with the same name as mine happened 
to purchase the very same articles that I did 
on the very same day of the year.” 
And having discharged this Parthian ar¬ 
row, he retired. —Iippincotlfor June. 
The Best Teachers always Learn¬ 
ers, —It is a true word in theology, that 
those who think they know anything know 
really notiiing. For he who truly hears and 
Icarus God’s Word, can never wonder at it 
enough, or learn it to the bottom. Let 
every one bumble himself aud remain a 
learner there! n.— Luther. 
-♦*-*- 
We want an intellectual pulpit. The de¬ 
mand is everywhere for intelligence and 
power. It the people are to listen to a 
teacher, they expect him to bring such a 
message as will instruct not only, but im¬ 
press them at the same time. Mere exhor¬ 
tation and rhapsody are no more in place. 
The religious mind has grown beyond these. 
It is the intellect of tile pulpit which at the 
present time secures to it its hearers. 
--- 
There is only one stimulant that never 
fails and yet never intoxicates— duty. Duty 
puts a blue sky over every man — up in his 
heart may be—into which the sky-lark, hap¬ 
piness, always goes singing. 
