Consistency.

"CONSISTENCY is said to be a jewel." Grant it; and so is justice; and yet the prison-ship martyrs, and Morse, are without a national burial.

1902

Superstition.

Ir is truthfully said, that "ignorance and superstition rule the world." And such is best. But we should not forget that God lives, and, in His own good time, human fungi will forever disappear; and then God will have none but men of sense and justice, to make laws for a new civilization.

Priceless.

To be as good a wife as Pliny's, she must have a husband in degree like Pliny; and to be supremely happy, both must sink self; and each live for God and his companion. In such, the wise and gentle may have heaven on earth.

Why Grow Old?

"IT is difficult to grow

said Madame de Stael.

old gracefully,"

Then why grow old at all? You have only to acquire the simple art of acting young, to be young at an advanced age; and we have only to act old, to be old at an early age. Act as you did at thirty and you will feel as you did at that age. With sense and an amiable disposition,

you will not only be wiser, but more attractive at sixty-five, than at thirty.

Purpose.

ALL that the study of nature's laws will ever reveal, may be expressed in a single word: "Purpose." In other words, God's purpose underlies all of His work and plans.

God.

TIME is God's right hand, the Universe His empire, the Stars His subjects, and the Comets His viceroys.

In Palestine.

WHERE Moab's sable mountain o'erlooks a ruined fane,

There springs an ancient fountain, its waters reach the plain;

A giant rock keeps vigil, we linger in its shade;

Knelt on the mound before us, an earnest prayer is made:

God, give us of Thy Spirit, with power to understand;

Give sight to see Thy footprints, if only in the sand;

Give ear to hear Thy Voice, with hearts Thy law to keep,

As gavest Thou the Prophet, on Sinai's sacred steep.

O, give us light sufficient the Prophet's steps to trace;

And Thou, O God, be with us, and give us of Thy grace.

O, tell us why Judea, this sunny land is cursed?

And why doth wrong prevail, with justice in the dust?

Why is the mounted robber with his uplifted blade,

Lord of the humble Christian on every hill and glade?

We know, unerring wisdom is ever of the Lord;

Yet, while Thy vengeance sleepeth, they perish by the sword.

When will the Crescent bandit cloy of Christian blood?

And, as did Saul of Tarsus, defend Thy Holy Word?

May Thy devoted people return to this fair land;

With Jacob's God their motto, and justice in their hand!