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and  sinffularly  unlntoroatlng.  They  were  all  en¬ 
gaged  or  married,  and  could  talk  at  nothing  but 
matrimony,  find  llndr  prospecta  ot  advahcoment 
III  the  Oovernment  service,  one  had  anlnnuen- 
tliil  uncle  who  had  been  a  chum  ot  the  preaent 
Minister  or  Finance ;  another  ho-sed  Ids  hopca  or 
future  prosperity  upon  the  family  connections  or 
his  betrotheil,  and  a  third  was  waiting  with  a 
patient  perse verance,  worthy  of  a  lKitt.pr  cause, 
for  the  d<‘ath  or  resignation  of  an  antldual'id 
chPf-iU>-liurmu  which,  according  to  Iho  promise 
of  some  mighty  man,  would  open  a  position  ror 
him  In  the  liepartmcnt  of  Justice.  All  had  thu 
most  absurd  thwrlos  about  American  democracy, 
and  Indulged  freely  In  prophcclOB  of  coming  dis¬ 
asters;  but  about  their  own  (Jovernment  they 
had  MO  opinion  whatever.  If  llalfdan  iitlempted 
to  sot  them  right,  they  at  onco  grew  excited  and 
dcclamaiory;  their  opinions  were  based  upon 
conviction  and  a  charming  Ignorance  of  fm.’ts,  and 
they  were  not  to  bo  moved-  They  know  all  aboxit 
Twoed  and  the  rnombors  of  the  Tammany  itlng. 
and  ladleved  thorn  to  bo  roprosontatlvc  citizens  of 
Now  York,  If  not  of  the  United  .state's;  hut  of 
Charles  Sumnor  and  CsrlSohurz  they  had  never 
heard,  llalfdan— who,  In  Hplt«  of  his  misfortunes 
In  the  land  of  his  adoption,  cherished  a  very  ten¬ 
der  feeling  for  tt— was  often  so  thoroughly  arouiiod 
at.  the  foolish  prejudices  which  every  wlierc  met 
him,  that  Uls  torpidity  gradually  thawed  away 
and  he  began  to  look  more  like  his  former  self. 
Toward  autumn  he  roctrlvud  an  Invitation  Ui 
visit  a  country  clergyman  In  the  North,  a  dtsl-ant, 
relal  lvo  of  his  father,  and  there  whiled  away  his 
time,  llshlng  and  shooting,  until  winter  came. 
Put  as  Christmas  drew  near  and  the  day  wrestled 
feebly  tvlth  the  all-conquering  night,  the  old  sor¬ 
row  revived,  in  the  darkness  which  now brooded 
over  laud  and  sea,  the  thoughts  needed  no  longer 
he  on  guard  itgalnst  themselves ;  they  could  roam 
far  and  wld<^  as  they  listed.  Where  was  Kdlth 
now  -the  sweet,  the  wonderful  KdlMi  7  Was  there 
yet  the  same  dancing  Light  In  her  beautiful  eyes, 
lh(.'  same  golden  shoen  In  her  hair,  Uie  same 
merry  ring  in  her  voice?  And  had  she  not  said 
that  when  he  was  conleut  to  he  ouli  her  friend, 
ho  might  let  urn  to  her  anti  .she  would  receive  him 
In  the  old  Joyous  andcoulldlng  way?  Surely  there 
was  no  life  to  him  apart  from  her— why  should  he 
not  he  her  frleud?  Only  a  gllmp.se  of  her  lovely 
liieo— ah,  It  was  worth  a  lirc-llnie;  it  would  con- 
sccrakt  an  ago  of  misery,  a  glimpse  ot  Kdlth 's 
face.  Thus  run  his  fancies  day  by  day,  and  the 
night  only  leniadoeiier  Intensity  tn  the  yearn- 
I  tigs  of  the  day.  lie  walked  about  as  In  a  dream, 
seeing  noLlilng,  heeding  nothing,  while  this  one 
strong  desire— 10  SCO  ICilILh  once  mom— throbbed 
a, ml  lb  robbed  wK.h  a  slow,  foverish  perseverance 
wli.hin  him.  KdlUi— Kdlth  ;  the  very  name  had  a 
strange,  potent  fascination.  Kvery  thought  ivUl.s- 
pered  "Kdlth"— his  pulse  boat  "Kdlth”— and  his 
heart  repeaU-d  the  beloved  nniric.  It  was  his 
pulse-heat— hla heart-beat  -Ills  IJie-bi^at. 
And  one  morning  as  he  stood  .absently  htoklng 
at  Ills  lingers  against  the  light  —and  they  seemed 
Ktningidy  wan  and  transparont— the  ihougJit  at 
last  took  shape.  It  rushed  ujioii  liltn  with  uncli 
vehemen(;o,  th.-it  ho  could  no  more  resist  It.  so 
he  hade  the  elcrg.vman  good-by,  gathored  his  fow 
w  orltlly  gooils  together  and  set  out  for  licrgen. 
There  he  found  anKngllsh  steamer  which  (tarried 
him  to  Hull,  and  a  few  weeks  later  ho  w’as  once 
more  in  New  York. 
It  w.as  late  one  evening  in  Jauunrj'  that  a  tug¬ 
boat  an  lvnd  ami  took  the  catil  n  passengers  ashore. 
'I'lie  moon  sailed  tranquilly  over  Uie  deep-blue 
dome  of  the  sky,  the  stars  traced  their  glittering 
paths  ot  light  from  t  he  zenith  downward,  and  It 
was  sha  rp,  l)ltt cr  cold.  Nort  h wmrd  over  t.ne  river 
lay  a  great  hank  of  cloud,  dense,  gray  and  mas¬ 
sive,  Ihc  specter  of  the  coming  snow-storm.  There 
It  lay,  so  huge  and  fantastically  human,  rumiug 
Itself  up,  as  fowls  do,  In  defense  against  the  cold. 
Ifalfdan  walked  on  ata  brisk  rate— sl.rangetosa.v, 
all  the  sireel-c.ars  he  mcl  went  the  wrong  way- 
si, artllng  every  now  and  Miensimie  precious  mem¬ 
ory,  some  words  or  look  or  gesture  of  iMllth 
which  hud  hovered  long  over  Uiesc  scenes,  wait¬ 
ing  tor  his  recognit  Ion.  There  was  the  great  Jew¬ 
el-store  where  Kdlth  had  taken  him  sfj  often  to 
consult  his  taste  whenever  a  friend  of  hers  w'as 
to  be  married,  it,  was  Lhero  that  they  had  hod 
an  amicable  ipiirrcl  over  that  bronze  statue  of 
Kaust  which  she  had  found  beautiful,  while  he, 
with  a  rudenes-s  which  seemed  now  quite  tucom- 
prehcnslblo,  had  Insisted  that  II,  was  not.  And 
when  ho  had  failed  to  convince  her,  she  had  given 
1dm  her  hand  In  token  of  reconciliation  -and 
Edith  had  a  wonderrul  w.ay  ot  giving  her  hand, 
which  made  any  one  feel  that  it  was  a  peculiar 
prlvllogo  to  press  It— and  they  had  w.alked  out 
arm  In  arm  into  the  animated,  gas-lighted  streets, 
with  a  delicious  sense  ot  suugucss  and  security, 
being  all  the  more  closcdy  iinlttfiJ  for  their  quar¬ 
rel.  Here,  fart  her  up  the  aveniie,  they  had  once 
been  to  a  party,  and  he  had  danced  for  the  nr.sr, 
time  In  hl.s  llfo  with  Kdlth,  Here  was  Uclmoulco’s, 
where  they  had  had  such  fasciuatlng  luuchcons 
together;  where  she  had  got  a  stain  on  her  dress 
.and  he  had  been  forced  to  observe  that  her  dress 
was  then  not  really  a  part  of  herself,  since  it  wa-s 
a  thing  that  could  bo  stained.  Her  dress  had  al¬ 
ways  seemed  to  him  souiethlng  abatiliite  and  tlnal, 
e.xalted  above  criticism,  incapable  of  improvement. 
As  I  have  said,  llalfdan  walked  briskly  up  the 
avenue,  and  It  wa-s  something  after  eleven  when 
he  reached  the  house  which  he  sought.  The  great 
cloud-hank  In  the  north  had  then  begun  to  ex¬ 
pand  and  Htxetchcil  Its  long  misty  arms  eastward 
and  westward  over  the  heavens.  The  windows 
on  the  ground  floor  were  dark,  but  the  sleeping 
apartments  In  the  upper  stories  were  lighted.  In 
Edith’s  room  the  Iruslde  shuttCTS  were  clo.sed,  but 
ono  of  the  windows  was  a  little  down  at  the  top. 
And  as  ho  stood  gazing  with  tremulous  hnpplaoss 
up  to  that  window,  a  stanza  from  Heine  which  he 
and  Edith  had  often  read  together,  came  Into  hts 
head.  It  was  the  story  of  the  youth  who  goes  to 
t  he  Madonna  at  Kevlar  and  brings  her  as  a  votive 
olTering  a  heart  of  wax,  that  she  may  heal  him 
of  hla  love  and  his  sorrow. 
"  1  hrina  UitR  waxen  Imuae, 
The  liniiKc  <it  niy  heart, 
Jleal  thou  my  hiitor  narrow. 
Anti  curt!  Biy  douctly  eiuart !"  [  ExotUn, 
Then  came  the  thought  that  for  him,  too,  as  for 
the  poor  youth  of  Uolognc,  there  was  healing  only 
In  death.  And  still  tn  Uils  moment  he  was  so  near 
Edith,  should  see  her  perhaps,  and  the  Joy  at  this 
was  stronger  than  all  else,  stronger  even  than 
death.  Ko  he  sat  down  beside  the  stejis  of  the 
mansion  opposite,  where  there  was  some  shellor 
from  the  wind,  and  walled  patiently  till  Kdlth 
should  close  her  window.  Ho  was  cold,  porhapa; 
hut.  If  so,  lie  hardly  knew  It,  for  Che  near  Joy  of 
seeing  her  throbbed  warmly  In  iil.s  veins.  Ah, 
there— the  bUnds  wore  i  brown  open.  Kdlth,  In 
all  the  lithe  inagiilUoonce  of  her  wonderful  form, 
stood  out  clear  and  bi'auilful  against  the  light 
within  ;  she  pushed  up  the  low’cr  window  In  order 
to  reach  the  upper  one,  and  for  a  moment  leaned 
out  over  the  Kill,  onco  more  her  wondrous  proille 
traced  Itself  In  strong  relief  against  outer  gloom. 
There  came  a  cry  from  the  stjeet  below— a  Iccble, 
Involuntary  one,  hut  sllll  dlsUriclly  audible. 
JCdlth  peered  anxiously  out  Into  the  darkness,  but 
the  darknos.s  had  grown  denser  and  she  could  see 
nothing.  Tho  window  wa.s  fastened,  the  shutters 
closed,  and  the  broad  pathway  of  light  which  slie 
hod  Hung  out  upon  the  night  had  vanished. 
Halfduu  closed  his  eyes,  trying  to  reUln  tho 
happy  vision.  Yob,  there  alio  stood  still,  and  there 
was  a  heavenly  wjiUo  upon  her  Ups— ugh,  he  shiv¬ 
ered —the  snow  swept  In  wild  whirl  up  the  street. 
He  wrapped  his  plaid  more  closely  alsmi  him  and 
strained  hts  eyes  to  catch  one  more  glimpse  of  the 
beloved  Kdlth.  Ah,  yes;  there, she  was  again, 
she  came  nearer  and  nearer,  and  she  touched  his 
cheek,  gcutly,  warily,  sadllnK  all  the  while  with 
u  strange,  wistful  smile,  which  was  surely  not 
Kdlt  h’s.  There--.she  bent  over  him ;  touched  him 
again— how  cold  her  hands  wcrel  The  touch 
chilled  him  10  the  heart.  The  snow  had  now  begun 
to  fall  In  largt*.  scattered  flakca,  whirling  fitfully 
through  the  ulr,  lollowlng  every  chance  gust  of 
wind,  hut  still  falling,  falling,  and  covering  the 
earth  wit  h  Its  white,  dealh-llkt*  shroud. 
Hur  surely— there  was  Kdlth  again— liOw  won¬ 
derful  1— In  a  long,  snow-white  robe,  grave  and 
gmclous,  still  with  the  wlstlal  smile  on  her  llp-s. 
See,  she  beckons  to  him  with  her  hand  and  ho 
rises  to  follow,  but  somcthlug  lieuvy  cltngs  to  Ids 
foot  aud  he  cannot  stir  from  the  spot.  He  trlt\s  to 
cry  for  help,  but  he  cannot— i^an  only  stretch  out 
Ills  hands  to  her  and  led  very  unliappy  hwause 
he  cannot  follow  her.  Jlut  now  she  pausoB  In  her 
night,  turnH  about,  and  hc!  sees  that  she  wears  a 
in.vrl.h!  giirUind  In  her  hair  like  a  bride.  She 
comes  toward  him,  her  countenance  all  radiant 
with  Jovo  and  happlncs.s,  and  she  stoops  down 
over  him  and  speaks : 
"  Como— they  .are  waiting  for  us.  I  will  follow 
thee  in  life  and  In  death,  wherever  thou  goesU 
Como,"  repeabj  Edith,  "they  have  long  been 
walling.  They  are  all  here.” 
And  he  Imaglneii  he  knows  who  they  all  nre, 
although  ho  has  never  heard  ol  them,  nor  can  he 
roiiall  tholr  nainoH. 
"  Hut— but,"  he  stammers,  "  I— 1— am  n  for¬ 
eigner.” 
U  appoaml  then  that  ror  some  reason  this  was 
an  ln.surmotintable  obJecUou.  And  Kdlth’s  happl- 
neas  dies  out  of  her  beautiful  face  aud  she  turns 
away  weeping. 
"  KdltJi,  beloved !” 
Then  she  Is  once  more,  .at  his  side. 
"  "I’liou  art  no  more  a  foreigner  to  me,  beloved. 
Whatever  ttion  art,  I  urn.” 
.\nd  she  presses  her  lips  to  his— It  was  the  sweet¬ 
est  kiss  ot  Ids  llfo— tJio  kl.sa  of  death. 
Tho  next  morning,  as  Kdlth,  after  having  put 
t  he  lost  umch  to  her  toilet,  threw  Uic  shutters 
oiwn,  a  great  glare  of  suu-sioltleu  snow  burst 
upon  her,  and  for  tho  moment  blinded  her  eyes. 
On  tho  sidewalk  ojiposllc  hull  a  dozen  men  wlili 
•snow-MioveLs  In  their  himds  and  a  couple  of  po¬ 
licemen  had  congregiiU  d  and,  judging  by  their 
manner,  wen.' tllsousslDg’  some  object  or  Interest. 
ITo.sently  they  were  joined  by  her  faUier,  wlio 
had  Just  nmshed  his  brenkfiust  and  w.-xa  on  hla 
way  to  tho  oflloe.  Now  he  sloopeil  down  and  gazed 
fit  something  h.tlf  concealed  ju  the  snow;  i.hen 
suddenly  started  hack  aud  us  sJje  ca  light  a  glimpse 
or  his  face,  she  sinv  t  hat  It  was  ghastly  wlillo.  A 
tcrrlhlo  roi’ehodlng  seized  her.  She  threw  a  shawl 
about  her  shoulders  and  rushed  down-stnlra.  In 
the  Imll  she  w.as  met  by  her  father,  who  was  Just 
entmlng,  lollowed  by  four  men  carrying  some¬ 
thing  between  IJicm.  She  we.U  knew  what  It  was. 
.She  would  fain  have  turned  away,  but  she  could 
not;  grasping  her  father’s  arm  and  pressing  It 
hard,  she  gazed  with  blank,  frightcoed  eyes  at 
the  white  face,  the  lines  of  which  Death  had  so 
strangely  emphasized.  The  snow-ilakes  which 
hung  In  his  imlr  h.id  toirhed  him  with  their  sud¬ 
den  :ige,  as  ir  rn  bridge  the  gulf  between  youth 
and  death.  And  sUU  lio  was  beautiful-  the  clear 
brow,  the  peaceful,  happy  indolence,  the  frozen 
smile  which  death  imd  perpetuated.  Smiling,  he 
had  departed  from  the  tartn  which  had  no  jilace 
ror  him  and  smiling  entered  tho  realm  where, 
.among  the  many  mansions,  there  Is,  perhaps,  also 
one  for  a  gentle,  simple-hearted  enthusiast.— 
Jljnlmar  Jljorth  imyescn,  (n  scriOnev'a  Monthly. 
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THE  JEWS. 
A  I'AMrunKT  Just  Issued  contains  some  Interest¬ 
ing  statistics- estimates  perhaps  would  be  a  bet^ 
ter  word— concerning  the  Jews.  The  author  (th® 
Rov.  ,J.  Miller)  places  their  total  number  at  7,074,- 
HA9,  namely :— In  Europe,  6, 2‘iO,85S :  In  Asla,r.9l,- 
000;  IQ  Africa,  792,000;  In  America,  4.’'i0,ooo;  in  the 
British  coIodKh,  15,000.  Russia  contalus  a  Jewish 
population  of  2,647,o3«;  AU'^tri^^  l,:r<Hi,(KiO ;  Ger¬ 
many,  512,171 ;  Koumanla,  255,000;  Turkey,  200,- 
ooO;  France,  95,000;  England,  7o,(k)0— of  whom 
.'10,000  are  residents  ot  Inndon;  Holland,  6S, 892; 
Italy,  r.3,000.  Tn  Norway.  Spain  and  Portugal,  the 
total  Hebrew  population  is  set  down  at  less  than 
live  liundrcd.  The  Jewish  race  still  preserves  Its 
remarkable  vitality.  Tn  Austrian  Oalhda,  whoro 
there  are  now  .5O0,(mhi  Israelites,  the  Incroasc  dur¬ 
ing  the  scmt-century  from  ik21  to  1S70,  according 
to  tho  tables  of  Joseph  Haln,  has  been  150  per 
cent.,  while  tho  ordinary  jropulatlon  only  In¬ 
creased  (luring  the  same  period  25  p«r  cent.  Mr. 
.Miller  places  the  Hebrew  population  of  Now  York 
at  eKi,o<»o  and  that,  ot  C’hh.'ugo  at  30, 000.  Ho  might 
(says  the  New  York  World)  profitably  have  oxim- 
ment/Od  on  the  fact  that  many  Americans  of  .lew- 
IsU  descent  are  cla.ssUlcd  as  .(Ymcrtcans,  and  that 
there  is  a  tciid(?ncy  among  the  young  Hebrews  to 
make  1p.ss  promluent  the  badges  of  dirrercnoc  be¬ 
tween  themselves  and  IhclrClirlstlau  brethren— 
a  tendency  notably  exhibited  In  the  abandonment 
or  modltlcatlon  of  the  most  charaeterlstlc  Jewish 
names. 
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TUK  nrrri.K  thinos. 
Hraiith,  like  d<K)rN,  can  ope  wlUi  case 
To  very,  very  little  keya; 
And  don't  forsd  that  thej'  arc  theee, 
"  I  thank  yon  air,"  and.  "  If  you  please.” 
’J’h(;n  let  u«  watch  Ihone  little  things, 
And  BO  reapoct  each  other, 
That  not  a  word,  or  look,  or  tone. 
May  wound  a  friend  or  brother. 
- - -• 
KECENT  LITERATUEE. 
Hooka  for  JJoUiday  J’roMutg. 
Snip  mid  Whin.  By  EblZAUETU  A.  IiAvjs.  Bos¬ 
ton:  l.oe  dc  Huupanl. 
Tuk  adventures  and  mishaps  of  the  two  young 
gentleman,  nlek-named  as  above,  form  the  stajile 
of  a  pleasant  srory.  The  author  has  evidently 
been  among  ehlUIren  and  knows  their  ways,  as 
her  pictures  are  so  true  to  life.  Puch  books  as 
this  one  are  the  sort  to  put  Into  the  hands  of  our 
youth  at  this  holiday  season  and  few  are  better 
for  that  purpose  than  “  snip  and  Whip.” 
The  VniiiiK  Trull  Iliiiili-rH.  By  Sami  ki, 'Wooii- 
woinii  lAi/./.K.vs.  iloBioii;  I.ee  Jt  tiheparj. 
Foa  e.'cclllng  lllc  on  the  Plains  and  thrilling 
adventures,  commend  this  work.  ’I’he  p.arlshoi'uo 
respectively  by  tho  two  hoys,  Hai.  aud  Ned,  who 
formed  i>art  of  u  tradlug  paity,  are  none  llio  Itiss 
Interesting  Uy  reason  of  their  boytsb  blunders. 
Tho  free-and-tiJisy  style  of  life,  with  its  strong 
lights  and  shades,  is  Just  tho  sort  of  matter  with 
which  to  make  a  boy's  book,  and  the  author  has 
us(!d  It  liberally. 
Edinn,  Hy  Mr*.  Ilicvuv  Wood.  PhilaUclplihi;  T. 
B.  Peitirson  &  BruB, 
Mas.  Wood  has  wrltlon  a  number  ot  novels, 
both  of  the  sensational  and  of  tho  quiet  order, 
but  few  of  them  can  compare  with  thLs  one  In  In¬ 
terest.  It  contains,  too,  some  bits  of  true  nature. 
Those  who  are  amused  by  tlie  average  modern 
llctlon,  would  do  well  to  .spend  an  hour  or  so  with 
Mrs.  Wood  In  “Edina." 
- - 
COMING  EVENTS. 
oi'K  neighbor,  the  Spirit  of  the  Tlmos,  la  pre¬ 
paring  a  superb  Christmas  number.  'I’hc  editor, 
Mr.  F.,  A.  Buck,  has  been  making  cxtenBlve  and 
expensive  preparations  for  the  Issue  of  a  Christ¬ 
mas  number  which  is  o.x peeled  to  eclipse  any- 
llilugof  a  like  nature  that  has  appeanid  In  this 
country,  it  will  be  nearly  t  hree  times  the  size  of 
an  ordinary  H’amber  of  tho  well-known  Hplrlt,  and 
will  be  artistically  ten  times  stronger,  altJiough 
Lssut;d  at  the  usual  price.  Wllklo  Collins  coni  rlh- 
uies  a  specially  written  story;  E.  1,.  Blanchard  of 
Drury  Lano  Tlieater,  writes  the  history  of  panto¬ 
mime  ;  Rcv.  Adirondack  ,m uiray  contribul-es  char- 
ucierlstlcally;  Jolm  W.  Forney  tells  anecdotes 
aud  reminiscences;  "DevoU'd  Yacht-sman” will 
UiU  U.S  about "  Christmas  at  Homo,”  and  at  tho 
same  time  drop  hl«  im'O'jniio.  I'uo  editor  ot  I’he 
Fptrtt  having  caught  "  DevoU'd  Vaehlsman”  with 
his  visor  up,  will  publish  hla  portrait.  Ostrom  of 
Cornell,  tells  about  boating— indeed,  every  branch 
of  sport  will  he  IllumlnaLed.  Tho  lUa.sir.atloaB 
will  comprise  lOO  poi  tr.aUs  of  men  and  women 
who  are  liunous  either  in  sport  or  at  Hie  play, 
rlllemen,  oarsmen,  aud  the  UghtB  of  the  Ejigllsh, 
French  and  American  boards. 
Tub  lK<irTKKR  appears  under  ihUe  of  December 
7,  In  place  of  'Iho  Liberal  Christian,  The  form 
taken  Is  nearly  that  ot  The  <  hurchman,  and  tlio 
ui'poarance  of  the  paper  Is  much  more  attractive 
than  that  ot  Its  predecessor.  The  publishers 
state  that  very  valuable  otldltlons  have  been 
made  to  tho  eonlrUnuing  force,  and  the  columns 
i  bear  w  Ituess  to  the  tact  in  the  merit  of  the  matter 
presented  in  the  lirat  number. 
Pavke'8  SUNTiAY  I’RESR  Of  Jorscy  City,  Is  the 
latest  enterprise  of  thal  tiTopres-sIble  young  jour¬ 
nalist,  Mr.  SETH  WtMit’R  I’AVNE.  It  Is  bright, 
well  made  up,  and  altogether  an  acquisition  to 
the  Sunday  reading  ot  the  Jerseyman. 
THE  LOED’S  PRAYER. 
Our  Father— 
By  rl(?ht  fit  creation. 
By  bountiful  jirovlsion. 
By  Kr.iniouB  adoption ; 
Who  art  In  heaven 
1  he  throne  of  ths’  jrlory, 
’J'hc  portion  of  thy  children. 
The  teniph  of  thy  anKolH, 
Ilallowert  by  thy  namo~ 
By  tho  thoiiKhiH  of  our  heartfi, 
By  the  woivIh  of  our  lips, 
By  tho  workH  of  our  handn. 
Thy  kim^doii)  come— 
Of  ITovidence  to  defend  im. 
Of  irrnei!  to  rofiuo  ub, 
Of  irlory  Uj  crown  uh. 
Thy  will  be  dcine  on  cartli  an  It  1«  in  heaven— 
TowardH  UK  without  reBielanoe, 
,  By  u»  witliOuC  couipulHiuu, 
Uiilvnrually  without  exception, 
KterniiUy  without  ileclenaiou. 
Olvo  us  this  day  our  dully  bread  ^ 
Of  nccegslty  fiji-  our  bodies, 
Of  eternal  life  for  our  houIb. 
And  forjfjve  ua  our  trespauftos— 
AkuIuhI  the  comiuandx  of  th)'  law, 
Ajfainat  the  prace  of  Jlfy  sonpel ; 
Ab  we  fors'lvo  thunv  that  trCHpuBH  us— 
By  dcfaTntns.-'our  charactern, 
By  oUibezzllUK  our  properly. 
By  uhuHing  our  perBon  j 
And  lead  UH  not  Into  tetuptatlou,  but  deliver  uo  from 
evil 
Of  overwhehuinK  alUietlons, 
Of  worldly  onticemeute, 
Of  Hatan’x  doviccB, 
Of  error's  seduction, 
Of  slnfnl  nffcctionB; 
For  thine  is  tho  kiuKdoiu,  tho  i>owor  and  the  slory 
forever— 
Thy  kiii^rdoni  (governs  all, 
Thy  jKjwer  Bubduos  ail, 
Thy  Klory  is  above  all. 
Amen. 
Ab  it  is  in  thy  puniose, 
Ho  It  is  in  thy  proniiBCH, 
Fo  be  it  in  our  pruyerH, 
Ho  it  Hball  be  to  thy  priiiRc. 
(ThiH  paraphrase  i«  ornditod  to  .M.  IhEURE  Beunakti.) 
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DESTRUCTIVENESS  OF  SIN. 
Mes  think  little  of  sin;  hut  dO(."8  Ood?  What 
turned  Adam  and  Kvo  out  of  Paradise?  Sin. 
What  drow  ned  tho  old  world  In  ihu  Hood  7  Hln, 
What  (lestroyeil  God’s  owu  city  and  iseattered  her 
chosen  poophj  as  vagrants  over  the  face  ot  iho 
eaith?  .Hln.  Wh  it  brought  dlseitso,  accidents, 
toil,  care,  war,  puistllciico  and  tamlne  Into  tlie 
world?  Him  What  has convertod  tho  world  Into 
one  great  burying  platre  of  Its  luhablLants?  .Slu. 
What  lighted  llio  names  of  hell  7  Hln.  What  cru- 
cined  the  Lord  of  life  and  glorj”/  Him  What, 
then,  must  sin  1k!?  Who  hut  God,  and  what  hut 
his  lull  ill  ic  mind,  can  conceive  of  Its  evU  n.ature  ? 
Did  you  over  consider  that  it  was  only  one  sin  that 
brought  (loath  and  all  our  woes  Into  the  world? 
1)0  you  not  tremble  at  the  tliouglit  that  thts  evil 
18  in  you  7  Home  will  attempt  to  persuade  you 
iJiatsln  Is  a  triilo;  that  God  does  not  hike  much 
ticcouDt  or  it;  tliai.  you  ueod  not  give  yourself 
much  couccru  about  It. 
But  what  says  God  himself  In  his  word,  In  his 
providence,  in  the  torments  of  tho  damuod,  In 
the  crucinxlon  of  hla  Hon?  You  have  nov-.qply 
stn  enough  In  yourself  to  d'  servo  the  bollomioss 
pit  and  to  sink  you  to  it,  u  ideas  It  be  pardoned; 
but  sin  enough.  If  It  could  bo  divided  and  distrib¬ 
uted  to  others,  to  doom  multitudes  to  perdition.- 
J.  A.  Jameit. 
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LEGEND. 
This  word  is  a(!urlouslnstanc.e of  tho  testimony 
Bucli  a  word  may  bear  against  a  wliole  system,  (jf 
f.eaclilng  or  of  practlcci.  Of  course  every  l.atlnlst 
knows  that  In  Its  most  literal  signification,  “  le¬ 
gend’’  means  “  something  to  bo  read.”  it  was 
applied  111  Ihu  tlrst  Instance  to  the  things  which 
were  to  be  read  In  inoimstcries  and  nunneries,  In 
tho  early  day.s  of  Honiantsm.  'J’hejsa  readings 
wi're  for  tho  Instruction  especially  ot  pi  lusts,  and 
tvitli  a  view  to  lit  them  for  preaching  to  t  he  peo¬ 
ple.  They  were  not  in  the  Bible,  hut  in  tho  lives 
of  saints- those  marvelous,  often  absurd  storiea, 
by  which  the  Papacy  has  sought  In  all  ages  10 
Justify  Its  claim  to  miraculou.s  gifts,  and  so  to  a 
specliil  divine  ralaslou.  ’J'hese  readings  were  called 
"  legends”  atilrsi,  because  they  were  “  readings 
but  they  In  due  time  came  to  be  called  “  legends" 
because  they  were  such  nianlfe.st  and  enormous 
lies.  Aud  the  word  so  changed  in  Its  meaning 
continues  to  have  that  slgnltiedilon  still. 
■  - - 
THOUGHTS  FOR  THINKERS. 
As  we  look  to  Christ  In  prayer  and  converse 
with  him  through  hla  gospel,  we  shall  llnd  new 
and  belter  dispositions  growing  up  wlthlu  us; 
holler  hablta  of  thojight  collecting  aud  increasing 
—a  power  over  sin  that  Is  an  earnest  ot  future 
triumphs— a  pleasure  in  studying  the  divine  dls- 
licnsatlons  and  discovering  iresh  traces  of  wisdom 
and  goodness-and  an  activity  In  every  duty  to 
God  and  man.— 6’//«>  /ca  Wot/. 
A  SHIP  on  the  broad,  holstorous  and  open  ocean 
I  needeth  no  pilot.  But  It  dare  not  venture  alone 
on  the  placid  bosom  Of  a  little  river,  lest  It  be 
wrecked  by  .some  hidden  rock.  Thus  it  Is  with 
life.  'Tls  not  In  our  open,  exposed  deeds  that  we 
I  need  the  still  voice  of  tho  silent  monitor,  but  In 
I  tho  small,  secret,  everyday  acts  of  life,  that  cou- 
I  science  warns  us  to  beware  or  the  hidden  shoals 
‘  of  what  we  deem  too  common  to  he  dangerous. 
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