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THE RUNNING STREAM ‘C'ROM the shaded woods, the granite hills and the running streams leap ing In their joy to touch the flowers that line the sod along the way, peers Wisdom with her shining face and modest eyes. if, while roaming through leafy paths you stop a while, you may hear her voice on the breeze, trying to make plain to you the priceless precepts which have to do with life here and (ife to come. She will coyly tell you that the run ning stream never becomes stagnant; that It Is a constant joy to the roam ing herds, the feathered flocks and those human bipeds called men, who stop and stoop by the grassy banks to quench their thirst. And what Wisdom tells you about the crystal stream applies to lazy man, loath to accept the truth, but tumble In his perverted logic to move It from Its Imperishable base. a a ■ a a a a a a a a a a k . Through, the Qlad Eges oj a Woman By Jane Doe MISS CAMOUFLAGE Her Hair. TNTENDED by nature (who unvnrl- ably knows best In these matters) to possess locks of a nice, quiet shade like mouse brown or black, or just “ fair,” she turns up her nose when she reaches the years of Indiscretion. And turns her hair. The mouse brown Bhade becomes a very poor Imitation of a beech leaf In October. And for ever more we simpler folk are treated to the hair-raising spectacle o f crovms of glory which renew them selves. ns with the seasons. W8 pity the Indy with the camou flaged hair more thnn any one, be cause she never learns until It Is too late and all Is going gray, that henna tnay come and peroxide may go— But roots grow up forever. Ah, I can assure you there are many damsels who have changed their hair but wish they could keep It dark. • * * Her Voice. From a nice, quiet little-tone which makes pleasant music In your ear she acquires a terrible Imitation of a slangy duchess’ drawl whom she met while dishwashing out In France with the A. E. F. Everything Is \rlppln* 1” Everyone Is “dealt!” When you creep up to her counter and ask meekly for a flve-cent spool of cotton she quite flattens you out with It. The accent, I mean. And makes you wonder why you weren’t lucky enough to also possess a father who could afford to send you to Europe for a ilnlshing education. And you slink out feeling fifty-seven varieties of a common person. Merely one of the proletariat. Accentless and ashamed. * * * Her Walk. I have seen her in those hlgfi-nnd- ttehold Russian boots looking like a tight-rope dancer or a bear on hot bricks. It’s a kind of breathless walk and you have an Idea that you ought to re port her to the Darwinian society, for you are sure she must have a specially designed toe nail cnpnble of support- So, in one way or another, ns we reason we And that the mnn who Is ever doing, ever planning and creating. Is the man who' seldom becomes dull or Impure. It Is he who Is the builder, the great adventurer, the prospector in new fields, . whose penetrating judgment sways the destinies of dependent men and nations, who soon learn to look upon him us their leader. Such a man cannot be kept down. He remains bright and luminous by contact and hard rubs against flinty substances and critical tongues. - Unlike the sluggnrd, he refuses to mope and become stale. He lias an eusy politeness In his manners, a luminous eye, a Arm grip and n steady aiep. He may not be learned In letters, but he knows what to do with them at his first introduction und how to use them to advantage in his particular sphere of usefulness. He is the running stream, watering the soli, turning the wheels of mills and sending down to the seven seas mighty ships, creating wealth for himself and the whole world. (© by McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) h e Y o u n g A c r o s s t h e ' W h y } The young lady ucross tile way says you could hardly expect Liberty bonds to stuy at par with valuable coupons being clipped off every six months. (© by McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) d S C H O O L D A I J S d IT LOCKED e x * C U I u v a . K POOR VJE*if O O V W l ose leaf v*s worn1 Ben*» p*owe«. owe — l Cxtmr wow tT vtss * Ft« ) S voolon ’ t thwk m o Be soevt ivwFuv. bn > mat. to pkk ip noo tnodr won it was vT ’ fi ^ lbaf , woo ? 1 WONOeR VIHAT.S son«* «APPett ib ? ------------------- - ---------- ( J iTsWoRse ew> imck w** 't0> IMriK »*» A U f f FOVW — W IT \ its T*e- WoB3j ==*i Mint, A>HT <i p ü ------- vieti. ) srtput* sw«.eV vouR&m P e n VT AU. W UtlKf poffl J IF W 60 OH To setioov. 'iwrti. 6 » iirveto FlB. SOIAC®***/ ¿*,7* too pwi 6iT «VXD one NID UCK 6 D - Mff VNAV.VOO F t « « vT VOOB» ovje.fi>*- ts.uctw’ — ■p\r Ing the entire weight of one lady per son. * • * Her Heart. Which would be an Ideal little bit of palpitation If she didn’t tlglit-luce It and feed it on sticky novelettes. And expect a man to be a Romeo when he is only a drummer traveling In mousetraps. She almost lets this aforesaid heart go to seed because she is afraid of giv ing It away—for nothing. When she is about nineteen she proclaims to all whom It may concern that she will only do business with a millionaire or an heir to a baronetcy. IVhen she gets to twenty-six she lets It rest against the heart-beats of the man who sells mousetraps. Which goes to show you that a camouflaged heart, above all other camouflaged things, need never be taken too seriously. (© by McCIuro Newspaper Syndicate.) “ The thing that goes the farthest toward m a k ing Ufa worth while. T h a t costs the least and does-the most, is just a pleasant sm ile.” GOOD THINGS TO PUT UP TF THE family Is fond of beets the small ones put up in sweet pickle are most attractive und tasty. Take a pint or more of very small beets about the size of a large hickory nut. Cook until tender. Dash cold water over them and remove the skins and pack while hot in sterilized Jars; cover with equal parts of vinegar and water, add ing a tnblespoonful of sugar and one •clove to each pint Jar. Seal and serve as pickles. If one does like chutney he usually likes It very much; here Is a good reli able re.clpe: Chutney. Take twelve green sour apples, two green peppers, six green tomatoes, four smnll onions and one cupful of seeded raisins, all well chopped. Boll one quart of vinegar, two tahlespoon- futs each of mustard seed and salt, one tablespoonful of powdered sugar and two cupfuls of brown sugar. Boll the vinegar, sugar and spices, add the apples and other Ingredients and sim mer until the apples are soft Pickled Onions. Use small white onions, remove the ends and skins and wash thoroughly. Cover with brine, allowing three-quar ters of a cupful of salt to one quart of boiling water; let stand twenty-four hours. Drain off the brine and cover with a new brine hnlf as strong; boll the onions In this for three minutes and then drain. Pack the onions In jars with smull strips of red peppers, a few cloves and bits of whole mace; fill the Jars with scalding vinegar In which has been boiled one-half cupful of sugar to each two quarts o f vinegar. Seal while hot. Mandon Catsup. Remove the stem end of a bushel of ripe tomatoes but do not peel; add one quart ench of brown sugar, vine gar, one cupful of salt, two tablespoon fuls of mustard, one tablespnonful each of cloves, allspice and cinnamon, one- half teaspoonful of black pepper and one-fourth tenspoonful of cayenne. Boll slowly, stirring often until re duced one-third, or as thick as de sired. (©, 1924, Western Newspaper Union.) --------- o --------- Pity ’ Tin, •Tin True No, Cuthbert, colleges never get so old that they lose their faculties.— Williams Purple Cow. *♦5*X*?* ♦ * *5» *X*?*X*X**+ * * * » *3* +*+X*X*X* » • » * * *£* * »X4X*X*3**X* * » * I BILL BROWN ■MÍUÉtiáÍNiHI t t u ä a m d i i i t i f m a i s % ------------ 1\ ♦> . By DOUGLAS MALLOCH | ■DILL BROWN made a million, Bill Brown, think of that, A boy, you remember, as poor as a rat, Who hoed for the neighbors, did Jobs by the day; Well, Bill’s made a million, or near It. they say. You can’t understand It? Well, neither could I, And then I remembered, and now I know why; The hell might be ringing, the dinner- horn blow, But Bill always hoed to the end of the row. Bill worked for my father, you maybe recall. He wasn’t a wonder, not that, not at all. He couldn’t out-hoe me, or cover more ground, Or hoe any cleaner, or beat me around; In fact, I was better on» way that I knew— Getting back to the house when the dinner-horn blew. One toot from the kitchen and home I would go; But Bill always hood to the end of the row. We used to get hungry out there In the corn. You talk about music—what equals a horn, A horn yelling dinner, tomatoes and beans, And pork and potatoes and gravy and greens? I ain’t blaming no one for quitting on time; To stop with the whistle, that ain’t sny crime. But, as for that million—well, this much I know; That \Bill always hoed to the end of the row. ffij by McClure Newspsper Syndicate.) NO RISK. Patient—I wish to consult you with regará to my utter I obs of memory. Doctor — Ah, yes! Why-er-In cases of this na ture I always re quire my fot io ad van jo . Sister Edith’s Superiority By DOROTHY BROMLEY (Copyright.) E DITH DALY, whose only rival for the title of head of the family w a s her twin brother, Jim, had often been amused by the prattle of fra ternity Initiates on the down-town streets of Boston, but she had never dreamed that one of them would se cure for her that position In her home, then lose It for her again. True, her mother was the real di rector of the family affairs. Father had died some years before she and Jim cust their first - ballots. Since then Jim bud maintained that he was the boss, so to speak. Edith maintained Jim’s ideas on these subjects were perverted. But recently all he could be Interested In was radio. That heterogeneous piece of apparatus which had functioned oc casionally, was now beginning to ac cumulate Its first coating of dust and wus actually fulling Into disuse. Jim’s mind had gone flying, literally and fig uratively. That Is to say, Jim had become Interested In whut was be coming a fumillur sight, airplanes. He was always ready to deliver a lengthy and technical discourse on their na ture, with a gusto as much as to say: “See how much I know of them, while you know nothing.” Edith’s only suc cessful retort was, “ How do you know? You never flew in one.” So the rival ry continued. Fall came and with it fraternity Initiations. Late one October after noon Edith stood on a corner waiting for a cur home, when down the street solemnly marched a motley crew of Initiates exhibiting their follies to all in the vicinity. The leader halted his band not ten paces from where Edith stood, as Interested as any. “Dropsy,\ bawled the leader, “do your stuff.” Much to her surprise and embar rassment, one of the young men, be decked In what might once have been the garb of a Continental, approached Edith, doffed his hat, dropped on one knee, and cried pleadingly, as she backed away under the eyes o f a score of strangers, “Oh, fair lady, I am but a poor humble soul, sick Unto death. Deny me not the honor of your com pany for a scant few hours this week, sometime, anytime. Fair lady, grant me a dute 1” He ^paused. Edith heard a man standing near say: \That’s his orders, to make a date in public so we’ll all know wlmt kind of girl he likes.\ Edith Immediately felt rage toward the speaker and sympathy toward the poor initiate. She turned toward him again. \Sweet one,” he was beseeching her, “spare me but a moment of your time. Grant me but a few hours of your company and I will take thee whither soever thou deslreth, to the ends of the earth, sea, or sky. This I mean in all earnestness.\ .For some reason Edith thought of jim ’s airplanes. She had been hear ing so much about the sky recently, this sounded familiar. “What?\ she gasped. \True; nil true, lady,” replied the extemporaneous Romeo; “whither wouldst thou go? Wouldst fly with me?\ “Yes,” she told him, hardly knowing she was speaking, while the crowd chuckled at the scene. “Then tomorrow, lady, Saturday, I will meet you at two—I will come for you—where?\ Through the corner of her eye, Edith saw her car. She named her address and ran, lest the conductor failed to wait for her. All the way home she thought—What If he didn’t come for her? Would he really take her? Did she truly want to go? What would Jim say? If she could fly just once she could no doubt quiet pestif erous babble on his latest hobby. In the evening she made bold and had a good time “kidding” him that she would fly before he did, that she knew more, comparatively, than he did, because he had never flown, knew only what he had read, while she was to fly. Jim laughed and didn’t b&IIeve her. But despite Edith’s fears and Jim’s disbelief, there called on time the next afternoon a gentleman who asked for Miss Daly (he got this out of the directory), and who. when ushered In by their mother, proved to be the suitor of the afternoon before. When Edith appeared he apologized for his former actions, while her heart sank. Wouldn’t she gol Then he continued: “But I meant what I said. 1 hnve a plane at the air port, and If Miss Daly will go I’ll be glad to take her this afternoon.1’ “But Is it safe?” cut In Mrs. Daly. “ Of course, mother,” cried Edith. Jim says so.\ A moment later the aviator and Edith left the house together and Mrs. Daly saw a group of fraternity broth ers follow them down the street. • a * • * ♦ * “Confound It!” said Jim, when he came home and heard the story from his mother. Then \Good!” when she also said that a wink she had given Edith when they left meant that she might Invite her company home for supper. Edith did bring company for supper, and he came for more than one sup per, too. “Just remember,\ she found occasion to tell Jim, “ that just because you are a roan doesn't mean that you have any more Intelligence or ability than a woman, and especially than your sister.” IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL (Bjr REV. P. B. PITZWATER, D.D., Dean of the Evening School, Moody Bible In stitute of- Chicago.) (©. 1324, Western Newspaper Union.) Lesson for October 12 THE SERMON ON THE MOUNT LESSON TE X T — Matt. 6:5-15. GOLDEN TEXT— Thy kingdom come. T h y w ill be done In earth, as it Is In heaven.— Matt. 6:10. PRIM ARY TOPIC—The Prayer That Jesus Taught. JUNIOR TOPIC— T he Lord’s Prayer. INTERM EDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC— P rinciples o f Christian Living. YOUNG PEOPLE AND - ADULT TOPIC— The Sermon on the Mount in D a ily Living. The so called Sermon on the Mount Is not Indeed a sermon but a proclama tion of the principles and laws which shall obtain in Christ’s Kingdom when It shall be established on the earth. In applying the teachings of Matthew 5-7 two errors should be avoided, namely, that of the legalist who makes these principles the hard and fast standard of life for the believer today and also that of the one who denies that the principles or laws of the Kingdom are binding upon believers. Believers have practically the same relation to the Sermon on the Mount that they have to the Ten Commandments. While free from their demands as law, they find delight In retaining them as ex pressions of-God’s holy law and thus rejoice In the consciousness that Christ has met all the requirements thereof and that their standing before God Is in Him. I. Fait* Prayer (vv. 5-7). 1. This consists In one; praying to be seen and heard of men (v. 5). To go through the act of praying with such an object Is to play the hypocrite. Many of the prayers uttered In the public sanctuary are false, for there Is more consideration of what the people think than of what God thinks. In prayer the soul Is dealing with God. Therefore, engaging In It to attract men's attention Is blasphemy. Men who thus pray get a reward, -blit not from God. They pray to get notice from men and they get such notice. 2. Vain Repetition (vv. 7, 8). This does not mean that we should ask but once for the thing desired, for we have examples of Christ and Paul praying three times for the same thing (Matt. 26:39-24; II Cor. 12:7, 8,). but rather it means the use of meaningless repe titions, the meaningless reiteration's of empty sounds. To pray-thus Is heathen ish. The heathen nations In their wor ship of Idols engage in senseless bnb- hle, which we see,In the priests’ of Baal on Mt. Carmel (I Kings 18:20). II. True Prayer (v. 0). Since true prayer Is a definite trans action of the soul with God, the com munion of the human personality with the divine personality, we should have a real desire for fellowship with God and then go and meet Him in secret. Life for its fullest development needs both solitude and companionship. Solitude alone makes one morose, while constant companionship makes one shallow. God who made us knew what our natures required. There fore, He commands both public and private prayer (Heb. 10:25; Matt. 6:6). III. The Model Prayer (vv. 9-13). This was given in response to the disciples’ request that the Lord would teach them how to pray. It Is not. therefore, the Lord’s prayer, but the model prayer for the disciples which Involves: 1. A Right Relationship (v. 9). “ Our Father.\ Only those who have become children of God by faith In Jesus Christ (Gal. 3:26) can pray aright. One must be a child of God before he can be in communion with God. 2. A Right Attitude (vv. 9, 10). \Hallowed be Thy name.\ When one realizes that he has been delivered from the power of darkness and trans lated Into the Kingdom of His 'dear Son (Col. 1 :13) by being made a child of God, he cannot help pouring out his soul in gratitude and praise, intensely longing for the kingdom, the righteous rule of Christ on the earth. 3. A Right Spirit (vv. 11-13). (1) That of trust which looks to God for the supply of dally bread. We are depehdent upon Him for our dally food. (2) That of love which results In forgiveness of others. God will not listen to the prayers of one who has an unforgiving spirit (3) That of holiness which moves one to pray not to be led Into tempta tion and longs to be delivered from the evil one. Believe We are not to keep on looking out for the kingdom of God, but to be lieve firmly that It Is come, and to live and act In that knowledge and assurance. Then will it Indeed be come for us.—Hare. ' ♦ W i l l « « ♦ » + M HOW GREAT MEN M A KELOVE • AS REVEALED, BY THEIR LOVE LETTERS By JOSEPH KAYE The Question The question Is not \How much of God do I have?” but “How much of me does God have?” Am I wholly yielded?—Gospel Minister. Life’s Waters __ Life’s waters are always bitter till the Lord sweeteneth them.—Evangel ical Teacher. W ill W rong Others He who wrongs himself will wrong others.- 'The. living Word. (© by Wheeler Syndicate, lues.) LINCOLN AND M ARY ' OWENS 'T 'H E greatness of the leader has put into the shadow the Intimate personal activities of the man, and It Is not generally known that Abraham • Lincoln passed through the ordeal of two loves before he married Mary Todd. He fell In love in bis early twentles-wlth Anne -Ruthledge, of New Salem', a very charming girl. But Anno had formerly loved another and Lin coln's love could not heal her heart and she died after be.com lng engaged to the future President. Lincoln’s second love was Mary Owens whom he first met during his courtship of Anne. After Anne’s death he became Interested fn Mary. Mary Owens was a wealthy and educated girl; pretty but Inclined to a fullness of figure. When Lincoln offered him self to herxshe recognized In this un gainly young'man a “ deficiency In the little links which make up the chain of a woman's happiness,\ as she keenly expressed It, and refused him. The following letter Is one of the few that are In existence, addressed to - the ladles of Lincoln’s heart: - “Friend Mary—I have commenced two letters to send to you before this, both of which displeased me before I got half done and so I tore them up. The first I thought wasn’t serious enough and the second was on the other extreme. I shall send this, turn out os It may. . . . “I am often thinking of what we said, about your coming to live in Springfield. I am afraid you would not be satisfied. There Is a great deal of flourishing about In carriages here, which It would be your doom to see without sharing In It. You would have to be poor without the means of hiding your poverty. Do you believe you could bear that patiently? What ever woman may cast her lot with me, should anyone, ever do so, It Is my In tention to do all In my power to make her happy* and contenTed and there Is nothing I can Imagine that would make me more unhappy than to fall In the effort. I know I should be much hap pier with you than the way I am, pro vided I saw no signs of discontent In you. . .** \Yours etc., “Lincoln.” Lincoln's romance with Mary Todd was a stormy one. The young lady was a, belle In society and her friend ship with other young men caused Lincoln, wl/o was engaged to her, such agony okf mind tliat'he failed to appear at their wedding and was’ later found wandering about In distraction. The couple were later reunited by a mutual friend and eventually mar ried, though their life was never a happy one LEON GAMBETTA AND LEONIE LEON T EON GAMBETTA, France’s great statesman, fell In love at thirty- three with Leonie Leon, the daughter of an officer, and, although they never married. Leonie was the inspiration of that part of his life over which she ruled. For herself she asked nothing more thnn his love. She refused to marry him for fear lest this marriage compromise his career, and was re luctant to even bask In the glory re flected from her lover, remaining con stantly In seclusion. After a long time Gambetta persuaded her to take his name legally, but Just as the wed ding date was set death stepped In and prevented this formal consummation of a happy union. Gambetta died at the age of forty-four from stomach trouble. The following excerpts are from the voluminous correspondence that passed between Gambetta and Leonie and tell the story of their love better than any biographer could: “Our souls-were never In more com plete harmony and I drink deep. draughts of a love such as the most exalted lights of the human race’ have dreamed of. You alone among women- have succeeded In lifting me to those dazzling heights of passion and soul- couununiom . . . \You are my mortal and Intellectual home. I have got so much Into the habit of consulting my oracle that I must have it close at hand. There is In my love a strong element of fetish- worship which I must put up with as best 1 can. . . . “I know not how to thank you for all the dignity and 'beauty that you confer every day upon our mating. It Is In this way that I have always pas- slonatelr longed to love and be loved. To meet such a woman, to devote my Ufe to her, to unlock for her the most hidden recesses of my soul, to be ad mitted In my turn Into the Innermost shrine of her heart and fill every cor ner of that heart as a lord always Teady to obey; my dream has come true, and she whom I have won has become the lodestone of my life, the secret arbiter of my fortunes.” Up-to-Date Slats—Did you meet any stage rob bers while you were out West? Flats—Yes. I took a couple of chorus girls out to dinner. Bankets From Poland More than 5,500 tons of willow bas kets were mado and shipped from Po land la s t year.
