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Show THE SUNDAY HERALD rdblU--ed Kvery Sunday at Tbe Hrald Building Prove, Utah SO . Editor and Publslner a. Uttered as second class mall matter May Utah, under the Act of Man 8, 1879. -- Beat First North .Street, 0, 19S2, at the postofflce, Provo, i Terms of subecrtption: Dally and Sunday, 40 cent a month; delivered by carriers. A50 a year in advance Sunday only by mall, $1 a year te advance. LURE OF ODDS One foremoat writers of the of the , country, on financial toplca, recently Mid that when one considered the jfletermlnatlon of the German govern pent to print paper currency to the .ralue of 7,000,000,000 marks a day, the figures staggered the Imagination and made it strange that marks continued to he salable at even alx cents for " a hundred, In New York, So It Is, but the spectacle would be stranger If pen were not always to be found who are ready to bet on almost anything, If the odds go high enough. Offer one hundred to one that It will not snow, next September, and you might find some taker, unable to withstand the temptation of the small sum be throws away when It Is measured by the amount be thinks there Is a faint possibility of winning. That la what makes a market for mining stocks and oil stocks, offered at a nickel or even as low as a cent a share. The buyer tells himself that he can't lose niucb. at worst, and the lure of dreams of winning at great odds pulls bla money out of his pockets. There la much betting of this sort on horse races. "" Probably no single one of the users of the 75,000,000 special delivery stamps jwld last year In the United States gave a thought to the bitter struggle waged in the early eighties before this public convenience was finally approved by congress. The bill embodying virtually all the features of the stamps as at present In use In December, 1883, was Introduced and was enacted into law on March In the months intervening, 4, 18S5. however, ft was subjected to the roughest kind of treatment, several times being on the verge of final rejection, the opponents of the plan being apparently immovably convinced that there was some political move behind it. Like many great reforms It triumphed, but if only some way could be found to convert those stubborn oppositional efforts to good purpose, what wonderful progress would be made. The busine.ss world Is going to yield more happiness to those who are engaged in conducting business, when more business men develop the true scientific attitude of mind, writes Tom Driere in Forbes Magazine. Once npon a time an investigator used to try to keep the results of his studies to himself so that he personally might profit by them. Nowadays research specialists give freely to th) world whatever they have discovered that Is worth while. They have placed service to humanity above persona) profit. Some may consider it too Idealistic to be carried through in the world of business, but the curious thing Is that the business men who are practicing this high idealism are making greater profits than they ever could by using a more selfish system. 8ome one shark who has statistics probably had an argument with his wife figures up and finds this: The average housewife In 30 years cooks meals for 150,000 people and a devotes 100,000 hours to sweeping, scrubbing, dusting, mending, etc. For this, she gets paid less actual money than the lowest-paiunskilled workman, though keeping house Is more than a sVUted trade It Is one of the fine arts, rieavena help us If the mothers ever strike for an eight-hou- r day or time and a half for overtime. d The vanishing country store exists in principle in some clubs In the cities, where members solemnly argue world affairs over noonday luncheon. And some of these clubs carry the country atore Idea so far they play checkers and pitch rubber horseshoes. The furniture Is so expensive that they cannotwhittle it as their grandfathers whittled the cracker barrel. Maybe this Inability to let on steam by whittling explains the radicalism of some of the members. wife forgave her husband in divorce court because he was holding her hand whep she rame out of n fainting spell. However, nt about the time a husband wants to be forgiven, she generally Is more belli, !,. thu, comatose. A It Is going to be n Imr.l winter :l bee. raiser says, because the nrr. making their hives wind proof. TUis a sign (llllt s.n consumers "re golnc to cet never-fallin- m.i; if those who are In dnwn pun hnrrci vesllgate something it, at inn miiiuci:, ti, ,y !.,;!. looking t e IiMhi .,::! tr i,, GET IN THE 6 EAR What makes the cook smash dishes, even when she is not angry, and what causes a factory band to unintentionally damage production, has been put tied out by experts of the National Institute of Industrial Psychology, Pieces of mental grit get into human machinery and play bob. A large amount of breakage is due to mental Irritation which is largely a result of The fatigue, says Science Service. worker who Is not tired has sufficient energy to use In checking bis irritability; the worker who has been performing mechanical motions all day shows his boredom by crashing something to the floor. Breakages become epidemic at times, the British experts have found. Where groups of workers are engaged in handling the same material, excitement, fluster, hurry, or Irritation in one section quickly spreads to another. Where there is a regular flow of material with rush periods it is found that both the excitement of the rush and the reaction of the alack time damage efficiency and Incidentally damage the things that are being handled. By introducing a steady flow of material there Is a noticeable rise in efficiency. A good deal of nonsense is talked about the future of motortess gliders. A French officer predicts that within five years these machines will be able to cross the Sahara desert Ina single day. The Sahara desert ia not less than 2,000 miles wide In a straight line east to west, and from north to south Either way the flight 1,500 miles. would be formidable to the fastest The enthusiasm of this airplane. prophet has no more basis than the teats made by the French and Ger mans at Clermont-Ferranand In the Describing the long Wasserkuppe. flights of eagles and vultures "simply by using the air currents,' he says that "the power that birds can use man can use." This Is to overlook the fact that birds are designed and muscled for flying. By Instinct they adapt themselves to every change In the elements in which they pass much of their lives. d Many who use the familiar Broad way in New York are Ignorant of the fact that this highway follows almost exactly an Indian path, whose some what picturesque name was Week- Recent discoveries have quaesgwek. shown, however, that the upper section of this famous street has been in practically continuous use for centu ries. It Is known that the Indians had a natural genius for and In this Instance it was unusually exemplified, because when modern engineers started to turn the original narrow pathway into a roadway, and later Into a paved atreet with tracks and subways, the line of the original Indian trail was still preserved as being the best nvnllable. To such an extent Is this the case. In fact. that, were the modern pavements to be removed, remains of the original path could still be found. path-findin- One of the most striking examples of heroism that have come to the attention. of the American people during this year Is that of the miners of Jackson, Calif., who worked so fran tically and earnestly to rescue the men that were entombed at the Argonaut mine. Those of us who are familiar with mining appreciate tbe dangers that confronted the miners In their frantic rush to break thnuigh the wall of rock In order that they might, If possible, rescue their comrades. preDangers of cave-ins- . mature explosions, deadly gases and other things that would cause any man to think twice before essaying the task yet never for a moment did any of these heroes falter. forty-seve- en affliction Chicago announce called "the automobile foot," caused hy an Insufllelent use of tbe feet in We are not surprised. We walking are simply too dense to comprehend how It Is that fteople wlio can dance all night long never have foot energy enough to nl', three uqoarcs. The prince of Wales, a ird'n? to n diurnal devot d I" tbe tailoring busl- lies-- i has giion great popularity to tbe braided morning coal. Quite true preh .hU Hut royalty has nver doni wry nnich to pi pularize working dm tin whistle almost forgot how cold hi feet wer end that tbe rain had succeeded In making his stockings very wet end wretched. It really must have been the tune, for everybody had a 86 he coin and a bit of greeting. played and played and played. He an cat and ths base- thought his lock would change if be THS ktadUat's ment swept, changed the tone, and he very nearly Aad evtirthmt Is where tt should blew the breath out of him, keeping ba kept the notes dancing about In that dismal Xa liason's he's nest perfected, Dees other thtnaa taut expected! place. Ravellngs aad he were going to That's my Boo, have the finest supper in all ChristenOn the ran dom, If whistling could do 1L Tor hi dad, Some people threw In peonies, and 'Bout Christmas! some threw In dimes, and an occasiont have sever to look for coat or hat, al one dropped a quarter; bat the best Neither to wonder Where's this or that surprise of all came at the last (which My ties hanr neatly on the rack. Is tbe way It should be, especially on And my soiled ttnen'a m the seek. Christmas Eve). That's my CHri, She's a peart The man with tbe tin whistle was For her dad, Just about to take It a ray from his 'Bout Christmas! mouth and start borne when a little, Id lady, with white alr, stopped In Vy slippers I Aid beside my chair, Kind attentions for me there of hira. Her eyes twinkled like front At times I feel "Almoet a King." frosty stars and Sere. was something So petted o'er, and everything: about her that made one think of a That's my Wife, Bet your life, chickadee. Perhaps It was her bright, "Dear Old Dad!" quick eyes, or maybe the way she put 'Bout Christmas! her head on one side and looked so exWoodward Pamberton, ceedingly wise and happy. The man with the tin whistle thought she was the nicest old lady he had ever seen. And tbls was before she .had said s BoutGKristmas w mnni umoh i,Tr Thomas mi. vnwet "Somebody," chirped the old lady (her voice was like a chickadee's, too. only It did not say what a chickadee does), "Somebody wo went through bere last year about '.his time has sent you a present That somebody was very discouraged ovft a lot of things. And the day was discouraging, too, just like this. But you were playing away here for all you were worth, just as If the sun were shining and your feet were warm as toast. Tbe tune was the same one you are tootling now. And that somebody decided that if yon could stand and whistle it jo?ly air In all the cold and wet and frizzle, that It was time to make hlmielf brace up and do something. And he did." The old lady twinkled harder than ever. Tbe man with the tin whistle wondered what in the world she was going to say next But she did not say anything for a minute. She whipped out a pocketbook, snapped open the top, took out a small, folded piece of paper and handed It to the man with the tin whistle. Then she snapped her pocketbook together, put It In her bag, perked her head on one side and chirped, "Merry Christmas ! The man was my son." And she was gone before you could say Jack Robinson t Ravellngs and his master had a sup per worth talking about that night, 1 kt IT any wonder that the man with the tin whistle felt n trifle discouraged 7 Is It any wonder when the pavements were so cold, the wind so keen and his coat so thin ? It seemed, on that shivery Christmas Eve, as if everything was trying to make life as dreary as possible, Instead of as merry. It would not even snow. A fine, sharp drizzle swept in under the bridge where the man with the tin whistle stood, and managed to get Inside the tops of his boots and his collar and up his coatsleeves; it was very disappointing lnaeea. Holiday season was usually t Jolly one for pennies. Either people had a great deal more at that time, or they were bent on getting rid. of those they had. The man with the tin whistle kept a little cup that possessed a moat remarkable appetite for coppers It could bold as many pennies at one gulp as a boy eating raisins out of a plum pudding; and that's saying great deal I But today the little cup was almost empty. Nobody had time to stop and dig around In pockets for loose coins ; it was too cold, and their gloves bothered and they wanted to get home, where their children were can tell yout For what do yon sup waiting to clap their hands over the that folded bit of paper was? A packages from the stores. The man pose bill Yes,, sir I with the tin whistle wanted to get new, rattling And Ravellngs will remember that partoo. He did not have any chil home, dren waiting for him, and they would ticular Christmas Eve as long as he have had no bundles to squeal over if can wag his tail or gnaw a bone. And be did, but there was a funny, raggedy the man with the tin whistle declared he would never get discouraged again, dog that always expected something, and danced around in a dizzy, delight no matter how dreadful the weather ful way that was very cheerful But was. Ravellngs approved of this de bow could the man with the tin whis termination and ate another chop at tle go home when his tunes brought once. And the man with the tin whistle him nothing but numb fingers and a still plays tunes all the way from a In as his feet feeling if they had penny up to ten dollarsl turned to wood However, he screwed op his month, look a long breath, pretended that penHermit Cookies. nies were making his little cup ring One and one-hacupfuls sugar, S like sleigh bells and played tie gayest eggs, 1 cupful of butter or shortening, little tune you ever beard I It laughed S cupfuls flour, 1 tea spoonful baking ts way up the windy stairs Into the powder, 1 teaspoon ful salt, 1 tea spoonful cinnamon, 1 teaspoonful allspice, teaspoonful doves, 1 teaspoonful nutmeg. H teaspoonful soda, 1 cup fuls raisins. Add sugar and eggs to melted but ter. Beat well. Sift flour, baking powder, salt, spices and soda together. Add to butter mixture snd mix wel Add plumped raisins. Drop by teaon greased pan and bake In nation; It chuckled along the cold spoon itones on tbe gray wall; It capered moderate oven until brown, about 20 ibout the pavement like an elf doing to 25 minutes. This Bakes about 30 i polka and was altogether the merrl-- t cookies. piece of business in that particular rpot that had happened for years. The nan with the tin whistle was thinking tbout Ravellngs, his dog at home, and ?m convinced It put something into lis tune that was irresistible. For let xte tell you I In two minutes who should come running down the steps a front of him but a young lady with ie pinkest cheeks and the laughing-?s- t eea he hud ever seen. She was smiling at him as though she had known him all her life. "I love that tune!" she said. "It always make me want to skip my feet You can't think bow nice It is to hear It this rolserablenlght Thank you I" And the little cup had the surprising mouthful of a quarter. "There's supper for me ana fiavel-lugs,- " thought tbe man with the tin whistle, as he tipped his hat S 1 .... ' Tke First iAKristmas IfM. VBTUN NfWAKI Mil UNK T WAS the Martins' pleasure every year at Christmas time to go to some orphans' home and, bring electrical things. "Well, I like the tree best," put In Jean. "It's wonderful. Did you have a tree when you were little, motherr queried tbe child rather shyly. "Yea, I had one every year, and I till have my tree, yon see." "Tears like they've always had them doesn't Itr said Robert "They have had them for long, long years. Haven't yon ever beard about the first Christmas treeF "No," burst forth Robert "They dont bsve time to tell us anything at HIS FIRST CHRISTMAS And before he could decide whiter It would be hot dogs or soup, kjme-hodelse was smiling at him. This time It was a quiet man with gray "What Beautiful Ornaments." ?he iioiiie, , ' I ; y huh. 17 ""t "Finally ffi A jt v X ' ? but cet up and go to bed." "Well, a long time ago, there was a hu(.--e forest where the fairies and elres all lived. They had a fairy queen who was always planning surprises for them. One dny she called a few of ber favorites around her ai.it gaxe them aoriie orders. "Now be sure ami don't tell nuyone," she said, ami off they weU laughing and wiiispeting to each other. "Iuiys passed, week passed, and then month but ntlil tlioM- - Utile . i iu.es were wny ns. iicvm. working at some hlg secret, from morning till night." "I'll bet you couldn't keep a .secret that long, Jean. lou'd go an' tell Souzette. You always do." nut tn Hubert j Ci m m . 9 j B REV. C H. BENSON teaaher ef ReUstea rtfecr. Umtrl . Bible UeUtate, CUease. Be prared. loute qolte' Still He tJs, the t'a'.ry queen sent out anil called all her 'suh- -, Jocts siSont her. When they were assembled she said: Tomorrow, come to this place at the same time. Tut on your finest clothes and come happy as a lorli, for I have a great snrprlse for you.' " "Then the fnlry (inecn sent out her fieralds ngam. and this time had all the forest folk sent to her. When nay bl'd and animal In tbe forest ter heralds wisdom t prayed, and was so frequently found In ' prayer as to im press tne duo pies. It was not the teacher of prayer, but the teacher In prayer, that moved them us to to their petition, "Urd,-teac- h pray." He prayed as be was being baptized. "And It came to pass that Jesus, also being baptized and praying, the hea ven was opened and the Holy Spirit descended upon him." Baptism is a sacred sacrament, but It was not so much the water that John administered as the prayer that Jesus uttered that opened the heavens and brought down the gift of the Holy Spirit He prayed as He chose His disci-- , pies. "He went up Into a mountain to pray Mid continued uinight and when It was day He called unto Him His disciples and of them He chose Whom shall He honor? twelve." Shall He choose Matthew, the unpopular publican? ShalMIe choose Thomas? Thomas will doubt Hint. Shall He 6 AtVMw tirwwar- choose Peter, that ignorant, swearing fisherman who. will. deny.. Him? Oh, was assembled befoie her, she told what agony of heart He must have them what she had told the fairies suffered aS He prayed over Judas, and elves. Theyfeirly scampered lrWmHekeV"nTustT)eljS away, they were so eageigte get ready He prayed at the hour of His greatfor the morrow." est popularity. He had gained great "Do you suppose taey were more prestige when He fed the five thouexcited titan we were when we got sand. But "when Jesus perceived that ready to come here?" piped up little they would come and take Him by "I dou't think they could force and make Him king. He departed Souzette. be." again Into a mountain himself alhe." Mrs. Martin smiled at her and gave Alone on His knees be struggled to esher a kiss. Brushing a tear from her cape the flattering temptation of the eyes and steadying her voice she went multitude. on: He prayed at the time of His geat-es- t "The morrow came, even though unpopularity. He had an unpleas many of tbe little folk thought it ant announcement to make to His disnever would come. They were all ciples. They had left all to follow there early, waiting, dressed in their Him, with the hopes that eventually grandest clothes. At the time set He would proclaim himself as King and sit on His throne in Jerusalem. the queen came. She led them to But the time bad come forHIm to predict that "the Son of Man must suffer many things and be rejected and sluin." How would the disciples accept such an announcement?' Would-thethen and there forsuke Him? And so,' when that fatal day arrived, we read that "as He was praying His disciples were with Him." They must have witnessed the struggle going on within His breast. Prayer was to prepare them for that most undeslred an- nouncement. He prayed at the hour of His greatest glory. "As He prayed the fashion of His countenance was changed and His raiment was white and glistening." He prayed himself Into His trnnsfig-trratio- 1 lf - The greatest argument for prayer Is tbe praying Christ. Why should He prayt Did. the 'Omnipotent need Did the powerT " Omniscient re winsome girl. Mr. and Mrs. Martin (Daddle and Mother, they bad asked the children to call them) and the three kiddies! were busy trimming the tree. "My, what beautiful ornaments," exclaimed Souzette. "What bully lights, you mean," cor-reeled Robert, who was all eyes for 1 ten-doll- 4 Christ;TEXTAs back two or three little children to spend the holidays with them. This year their choice had been two girls and a boy. Jean and Robert, brother and sister, and Souzette, a little, bright-eye- j 9 ' word. 1 wagon. I Knew He Would Gome -- "I always look for you wUn I come down the stairs," said the man, "and I like to hear those rollicking little tunea you play. It cheers a man up after a long day's work. Merry Christmas !" And, If you'll believe me, the quiet man with the Rray hair It would lake ti reach tossed In half a dollar The little tin i '!! in an rave. .!;.r 'us in'Vs nil mil.,, up rattled Importantly and gave every ,it" 'o ir. n,ys a rrimiiv. indication of being ready for anything I"--ii.a iH"l'-iill .1 wmslil be after this. n On we nt the frolicking melody. On ;U' wiii. if he in ''I", ' came tho pennies. The man with tbe Ill he a pi ,'fe.s r of ilsiron :i- The Paying n. It was mtyer that revealed "Well, a Long Time Aoo large opening in the forest, bud tnen the fairies and forest folk stopped in amazement They had never seen anything like this sight before." "What what was ltr the children chorused. "Gee I 1 almost dropped that great big ornament' said Robert excitedly. "It was a great, huge pine tree, decorated with little packages. These little parcels were wrapped la paper which looked like a spider's webb so fine, silky and delicate was it. Then these were suspended from the tree by a string which shone in tbe afternoon sunlight like raindrops. "Little stars had given their SWT ices for the surprise and they twinkled from among all tbe branches. It was too much for the little subjects and they sat down about the tree where they were to admire It "Then some of the fairies began taking the packages off and giving one to each member. There was honey for Mister Bear, cheese for Mi6ter Mouse, corn for Mister Rat, berries and seeds for the birds. Just everything that they had wanted. It was a great sucv cess, "You know Santa grew up with tbest fairies, and " "No, I didn't know It" broke In Jean and her eyes grew the size of saucers. "So," continued Mrs. Martin, "when Santa txgan making toya for children he thought of this idea of tbe pine trees, and he took a tree for each child and bung their presents on It. "By and by, though, his load grew to such a size that he found it was lm. I'ossihlo to carry so many trees." "Yes," iild practical Robert, "they took np too much room, aid be wanted lo rnnke toys." Mrs. Martin nodded, i "So the mothers and fathers agreed to get the trees and trim them for him, which helped him a great deal." "That's how they thought of these ornaments, then," said Souzette. 'This, the lost one to put on, too." , "Come on ; let's get to bed quick now, so Santa will come," suggested Robert "And they've been helping Santa all these years," said Jean dreamily, "Ever since," replied Mrs. Martin, "Now let's see who wUi he in bed first" to the discouraged disciples the transfigured Lord as prophet priest and king. He prayed at the time of His greatest agony. It was the night before the great tragedy. Alone He must face It Men would forsake Him. Angels would desert Him. God would hide His face. But He went through this hour of agony upon His knees and by prayer He was strengthened for the trying ordeal. He prayed In the hour of greatest patn. It was when they were nailing His hands and feet to the cross and putting It In place with a jolt that or- . illnarlly made the victim scream with pain. But, to tbe astonishment of all, the suffering Saviour prays I Was It for himself? No. He prayed for His murderers! "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do." No wonder the unbiased Roman centurion Is moved to comment, "Truly this wa a righteous man." He prayed at the time of His death. His last words were, "Father, Into Thy hands I commit my spirit." A thou sand years before, the Inspired psalmist had prophesied that these word would be on the dying Savior's Hps A few years later they were to constitute the last prayer of the martyred Stephen. He prayed at the time of His ascen- "He led them out aa far as IVthnny and He lifted up His hands and blessed them " No longer need He pray for himself. His mission was acGlory and honor awnlted complished. Hltn. Hut. praying to the Inst, He spreads out H!s hands In loving benediction upon Ills disciples as He Is iwirted from them. IH you think those disciples who had seen their Lord so much In prayer iiml even thus engaged at their parting glimpse could ever forget the Impor- lance of prayer? No wonder Ihey drayed. And what they did we can do, we must do, If we follow the praying sion. Christ. The Rich and the Poor, If there come unto your assembly a man with a gold ring. In goodly apparel, and there come In also a poor man In vile rulmeitl ; and ye respect him that weareth the gay clothlng.'aud say unto him. Sit thou here In a good place ; ami say to the poor, Stand thou there, or sit here under my footstool: are ye not pnrtluL In youraelves, and are become Judges of evil thoughts? James 2:2-4- . i |