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TEXAS CHRISTIAN ADVOCATE.
November 26, 1903.
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and I wouldn’t want people to read the
But I didn’t look straight at the person who speaks
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when say anything, and, indeed, John didn’t to you. Do not forget this.
and give me any chance, for he kept right
brought
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told her class about the cruelty in-
“An imaginary hat, sir!”
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There emanates from him an
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little girl tell me,” she said, “of an
appropriate verse of Scripture refer-
sickness
strength
Have you something to do that you
find hard and would prefer not to do?
Do the hard thing first, and get it over
atmosphere which paralyzes thought,
dwarfs expression.—Selected.
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guess where they are written?”
Hazel shook her head.
“One copy is written in the lives of
FOUR T’S.
There are four T’s too apt to run,
’Tis best to set a watch upon:
Our Tongue.
Know when to speak, yet be content
When silence is most eloquent.
Our Temper.
Who in the family guards it best,
Soon has control of all the rest.
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better, or a worthless, frivolous one
which will do no one any good. It may
be a long story, or it may be only a
short one—we can not tell that yet.
You are writting the twelfth chapter
now.”
faculties, sharpens my intellect, opens
the floodgates of language and senti-
ment and awakens the poetic within
me, while another dampens my enthu-
siasm, closes the door of expansion,
and chills me to the very center of my
that when little boys and girls are in-
clined to be a trifle naughty, they
could take some nails and hammer
them into these frames till all the bad
temper disappeared.—Frank L. West.
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SOME PEOPLE ARE LIKE A TONIC.
Some people act like a tonic or an
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copies of it. One copy God keeps, for
he tells us in the Bible that ‘a book of
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“Oh, I know!” Hazel interrupted, a
light breaking over her puzzled face;
“you mean a story of my life; but I’m
not writing that—I’m just living it.
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joined together, let no man put asun-
der.—The Anti-Vivisectionist.
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A visitor in an infant school asked
of the head boy in geography:
“What is the axis of the earth?”
“ An imaginary line passing from
one pole to the other, on which the
earth revolves,” answered he, proudly.
“Yes,” said the examiner, well pleas-
ed, “and could you hang a hat on it?”
when his face had not feeling that he could do more for us
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ence we can say and do things which
it would be impossible for us to say j
and do under different conditions. One
other copies, too. I wonder if you can
volved in docking horses. “Can any
time of
ferent. What do you suppose will de- “Yes, and getting a little old. — . . .
termine just what kind of a girl you younger man, now, would ’liven things things need stirring up, and Im going
will be then?” up. We could pay him a better salary, to stir em. He jerked the lines so
“The kind of a story I write in my and give him a good setting out. The Prancer gave a jump “That old par-
character between now and then, I Church is well able to do it.” sonage wants lots of repairing. 111
suppose,” Hazel answered, thoughtful- “There’s no fault to be found with talk to the men about it, and then
ly. “Oh, dear!” she added, “I never Brother Miles, though,” I said, for I couldn’t some of you women folks see
thought before that it made so much couldn’t find it in my heart to hear about new carpets, and papering, and
difference what I do. I didn’t know him run down. things?”
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you speak. When you are addressed,
couldn’t re- now than ever before.
“Yes, sir.”
“Indeed! And what sort of a hat?”
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A Sunday-school teacher recently
gested a sum.
“Yes, it ought to be done. These
Largest school building, largest com-
mercial and shorthand school in the
South. Bookkeeping, actual business
from start to finish.
I’m glad I’m not writing it, for I’m .
afraid it isn’t always a very good story, the elephant got hold of his coat collar
- ' and tried to drag him into the crate. 8ray in ns na and peara, ana some
Then the elephant began to break how the tears would come into my
the crate to pieces, throwing the wood eyes as I began thinking overthelong
Stover fled to the next car years he d been among us. My heart
remembrance’ is kept. But there are
to see.
ter it. To-morrow you will not be ex- be the one to start the idea.”
actly the same girl you are to-day. In “No, indeed,” I said; “but still he’s
a year from now you will be quite dif- been here a long time.”
invigorating and refreshing breeze.
They make us feel like new beings.
Under the inspiration of their pres-
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GRANDMOTHER’S RULES.
Think three times before you speak The famous Byrne shorthand taught
once. here by its author in 7 to 12 weeks with
Do not sav disagrecable things if a speed of 150 words to the minute or no
DO not say aisagreeaDie inings. n charge—half the time and cost and one
you have nothing pleasant to say, keep and one-half times the speed of other sys-
silent. tems. Students hold the world’s record.
Speak your words plainly; do not Positions securedforgraduates. Write
P , . Ie j I for large illustrated catalogue, free, and
mutter or mumble. If words are worth mention course wanted.
it was all written down. I thought “Not a bit. It’s only that—well only I said “yes,” although there was a
I just did it, and that was the end of that, p’r’aps his usefulness here is at choking in my throat as I thought of
it. Are there any more copies, aun- an end. What do you say, Maria, to doing it for folks I didn’t care for,
tie?” driving over to hear Parson Tuttle and it came right face to face before
“Yes, dear, there is a copy written this evening, just for variety? He’s the idea of our pastor going to seek a
in your face. It is written there bit “Yes,” he said, “I’ll hitch up
by bit. You know if you feel happy, Prancer, and we can make it in an
we can tell it by your face; or if you hour.”
feel cross, we can tell it by your face. I saw he was a little restless, and
But that is not all. After your face rather anxious to go, so I had no ob-
A. , Our.nhougnts., • has been covered with smiles or with jection. As we drew near Radnor
Oft when alone they take them wings, frowns, the muscles do not go back to there were lots of folks on the way to
just the same place they were be- Church.
! fore; there is a little difference—the “Great many out for evening wor-
feeling which prompted the smile or ship, I said. “Our folks don’t turn
the frown has been written in your out as well.”
face. After it has been written over “Parson Tuttle’s a man that draws,”
and over again a great many times, it said, John; keeps up the interest, you
grows very plain, so that everybody see.
can read it. You have seen old people There was quite a crowd in the en-
whose faces were so peaceful and kind try, and, as we were waiting foi some-
’ and loving that you knew there was one to show us a seat, we overheard a
, , _a whole life of kind and loving man say:
Once lost, ne er found; yet who can hAiohts ann acts written there: and You’ll hear something worth hear-
say
He’s overtaken yesterday?
—Boys and Girls.
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THE STORY OF A LIFE.
“I wish I could write a story!”
stimulates my thought, quickens my
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thoughts and acts written there; and .
you have seen others whose faces were ing to-night. Mr. (I couldn't set hold
so hard and unhappy that you knew of the name, though I tried) is going
they had always been unhappy and IPwaasC afraid John had sethis heart
“Grandma Davis must have done on hearing Mr. Tuttle,,but.as farasI
ever and ever so many lovely things was concerned, I didn t mind hear ng
to make her face so lovely and kind a.strangerrespeciallyri keening likt
Hazel had been sitting quietly for a as it is,” Hazel said, after a little si- this one, tor they were keepi. g 8 .
long time, watching Aunt Ruth’s lence when she had been thinking oni , , n +,
fingers fly over the typewriter keys, deeply. “Yes, she is always doing "He's a strong speaker,yes, strong
while a story grew line by line on the something for somebody. Oh, dear! that's just he. wor We recalways
white paper. At length the white Im afraid my face won’t ever look gladwhen weset him onan.ex hange.
sheet was finished, and Hazel looked like hers; but I’ll try my best not to Wonderifamanlikeshimsslet.stay.s0
with great respect at the bulky manu- let any cross words or looks be written & * Y . ing. ■> Ste
script anywhere. I’m glad you told me about anyforces.hammering.outsparksbut
Aunt Ruth smiled down into earnest the stories, auntie, and I’m truly going goes-atit andsdrives then1 clinches
brown eyes. „ , to ^y and remember about them, and sduare ard Seolidr aninthenitslinches
“You are writing a story, dear, she write just the very best story I can. gY5s, word
said. Aunt Ruth laid her hand on Hazel’s ■ execting
Hazel’s eyes opened very wide, head lovingly. “The story which God oncquid,See thttl"ethP com-
“Why, Aunt Ruth!” she exclaimed, has planned for you to write is a very Somethjing, wa^the^looked as they
“what do you mean? You know I beautiful one,” she said, “and if you mqnedithtn“m-stht Iwwds king
couldn’t do that, not if I tried ever so live near to him, so that he can always 86 ring to see if anybody
hard. I’d have to know ever so much direct you, you will write the beautiful aboutspits htr for I knew aw
more than I do now before I could do story he has planned.”-Girl’s Com- ™o^
itw + 0 ii:wo- ng. It panion. ward the pulpit at all till I heard the
Rut youare writ can’t heln writ V * minister’s voice, and I almost jumped
Ruth went on. You I BABY ELEPHANT STOPS TRAIN, from my seat as I stared at him. Then
it the’kind°of woudi huttyouu choose— A half-grown elephant stopped an ex- l turned and stared at John, and he
either a grand, noble story which will press train moving at the rate of a stared at me it was Parson Mi es as
make every one who reads a bit of it mile a minute when.an express com- sure as jou live.
- - - pany undertook to ship one to Atlanta, I couldn t help seem& now people
Ga., according to a New York paper, listened. It was very plain Parson
He was a small fellow, and seemed as Miles was appreciated; and it set me
quiet as a lamb. They built a crate to noticing him myself a great deal
of heavy timber around him as a mat- sharper than I d been doing of late. I
ter of precaution, and hoisted the crate tried to look at him and to listen as
and the elephant into a baggage car if I d been somebody else besides my-
on a fast express which leaves Jersey self. I couldn t say he was a very
City every night at ten o’clock. handsome man, but I made up my
Messenger Stover was in charge, mind you don t often see a more earn-
When the messenger came too close est, scholarly face than his.
Then I noticed the sprinkling of
parts when I’m bad.”
“But you are writing it, dear,” Aunt
Em- a-r “ heimarrnsko"ssminsawranhsnh"aomeeh and clearly.
Hazel still looked puzzled. crate all broken andtheelephantste I couldn’t think of a time of trouble and his than ever I’d done yet, and a .......
“Tell me about it, auntie, please,” He was dancing a two-step, then the
she coaxed, drawing a footstool close elephant suddenly stopped He reach- egoo
to Aunt Ruth, and curling up cozily at ed up his trunk to the bell cord run- Demntnl
her feet. She always insisted that she ning along the ceiling of the car and He "hantt
could listen better that way. 8ave.on6 bi8pu, aha Wastnyas comfort, and I could almost hear again on, speaking loder and more excited-
Aunt Ruth stroke the brown hair jhe tram came to a stop as how often his voice had seemed to ly:
gently. . tram can i s bring down a beam of hope and faith "Yes, Maria, we’ll set things hum- with. If you have done wrong, go and
“Yes,” she said, you are not only miles an • animal trainer as we stood by an open grave. ming. We won’t stop till we’ve done confess it. If the garden is to be weed-
writing a story, but there are several gan to s y & . AnLA5t When he came to his text John the thing up right, and then we’ll wind ed, weed it first and play afterwards.
nnrlpr°pmitrnl in a few minutes gave me a little nudge, for, if you’ll up with a rousing big house-warming Do first the thing you don’t like to do,
unaer coi . " believe me, it was the same we’d heard —but it shall be for the old parson, and then, with a clear conscience, try
* * in the morning. But I had to confess Maria; and we’ll let him know before the rest.—Presbyterian Record.
FROM ANOTHER ANGLE OF to myself I hadn’t listened much, for we get through what he is worth
VISION. I’d got into the way of thinking Broth- us. Get up, Prancer.”—Selected.
. • . g, ( , „ Fer Miles’ sermons didn’t edify me any m se
---. Yes, things in Church are du a, longer. I thought to myself, though, TFMp_R ciK ~ApIe
the people about you. Did you ever at a standstill, so to speak Parson that if I hadn't listened then, I would TEMPER SIGN BOARDS,
think of that? You know that, you Miles ought to spur up a little. now; and when I saw the man we’d in a Japanese temple there is fixed
never meet any one without mflu- John and I were sitting on the front heard in the entry give a little nod a wooden frame filled in with nails. [" +. cL treatment9” There was
encing that person a little; some peo- porch, Sunday afternoon, he reading to the other man once in a while, as When a man is vexed with any one, b nl a „ In, ,i) arose
pie you influence a great deal; but a bit to me, which almost put me half much as to say, “Didn’t I tell you so? instead of going to harm the person, d 51 solemnly “WThat God hath
every one with whom you come in asleep. But I always get wide awake That’s one of his clinchers,” I actually he pays the priest a certain sum of ’
contact is a little better or not quite when he begins to talk, so when e began to feel a little bit scared, won- money for a nail and drives it into the
so good, a little happier or not quite said that, I answered. dering whether some of these Radnor frame. In this way he relieves his
so happy, because of you. Don t you “Well, I must say I m getting tired folks mightn’t take a notion to give temper without doing much harm. It
see that there is a bit of your story of the same old thing NoW, When, our pastor a call. would be a good idea to have similar
written in each of their lives ? We was at Spencerville, where they ju I think John, as well as I, was a lit- 'frames fixed up in our nurseries, so
can not be good without making it got a new minister, there was so much tie proud to have folks know he was
a little easier for others to be good going on and everyt ing so live! our minister when handshaking came
and we can not do wrong without There were all the ladies fixing up the when meeting was out. And when
making it a little harder for others to parsonage, an every o y ca .ing some one congratulated him at hearing
do right. So you see that, bit by bit, there, and presents, and the ihous such preaching all the time, he took
our whole story is written in the lives warming; dear me It all seemed to it just exactly as if he‛d always con-
of those about us.” make so much good-feeling sidered Mr. Miles a great preacher.
Hazel’s face was very sober. Writ- That s it said Johm There s no we didn’t speak a word for more
ing this life-story was beginning to feeling at all here. Parson Mitos is a than half the way home, and then John
seem like a very important responsi- good enough man, but he s slow—yes, said:
bility for a little girl, rather slow. It sometimes comes over ’ theressuchAtLing
“And another copy,” Aunt Ruth went me, Maria”-then John spoke lower, as goingfarther’and faring wo?se.”
on. “is written in yourself in your though whether it was in fear of be- «8weli ” saia I Iir that’s what you
character. Everything you do makes ing,heard by^the leaves that whispered mean, weve been faring just about
you a little different from the girl you in the applee tree that shaded the the same ”
were before; the act, or the thought, porch, or by old Carlo that lay on the No „ said he “that isn’t what I
or the word, is written in your charact- mat, is more than I can say; but there mean! and after a While he id
er; if it is kind and true, then your was nothing else to hear— that p r aps «MAria how h bipper sAjary
character will be kinder and truer at- we need a change, though I wouldn t ought we raise for a preacher
I hardly knew what to say, but sug-
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g P) SE 4) /XI 4 € , 1 T* 4 / 4 ep away and wakes folks up.
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cold air. Iron before they are entirely dry.
Shrinking is caused by the interlacing of the wool
fibers, that have small, sawlike teeth which catch on each
other. In washing, therefore, it is desirable to keep the
material well stretched .out to prevent the fiber from 4
becoming matted. A washboard should not be usedse4t
should the soap be rubbed on. Pure soap andef
temperature are essential. •8
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saying, they are worth pronouncd
Always look at the person to whom •
There is a right way and a wrong way
to wash flannel outing garments. Try
this — the right way:
Cut some Ivory Soap into shavings and dissolve; add
this to the water and wash quickly by repeatedly immers-
ing in the suds and drawing through the hands. The
water for both washing and rinsing should be warm, never
hot or cold.
Wring, stretch into shape and hang to dry in a place
where there is no exposure to wind, sun, too hot or too
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