Show jfUtrt o kl IvaJl 9 M Save The Imffe mitttrel rajpfureirlt6i torn e ©save from sorro UVZZ bou oAilz Smdf oikw asy sliitK ydmfjr Wk Jy rsy-juiktOtteJ fflloii dWcTW f fjjy klil ob dllthz s mfjysozbpkzrz g yaiv ea Nazar 'em nona lowly sorrowing and sinners day Monp publicans by off He souohf his cross God fo obey Af lasf on Calvary's mount aloft The sun GrewdiinThe day Was darK Because Of Him All cold and sfaTft Buf soon The sign OC race Was lsrM me' The Lord rcvore y tkszejplorioud VreaJt ey in tv God said eVe-Y-- 1 yeek W Easter Storiette H ow a Wife Was Regained at the Foot of the Cross M BRAHMINS MILK TO DEADLY CpBRAS WHICH THEY WORSHIP oram God saifh: only Son fo Hy zarfh-lif- Lree uwfay-- TO FEED SNAKES Soul Tromsin and teath And inaKe Life's Qoal More AST Tragedy HE night had crashed through the woods In storm but the in broke morning sparkling sunshine — like a white burst of spray from a dark against the background of the sky Only a man like Heathcot who lived and labored and fought with them side by side shoulder to shoulder could have touched them quickened the spiritual within and the vision of power that had flashed before him while he was hewing the cross the bellowing wave When he The ring of an ax cut through the day before wras fulfilled twitter of birds and the throbbing had finished speaking tears swept the had On cheeks of those who notes of a meadow' lark’s song the edge of the clearing where Heath-co- t faced privation loss death itself had built his log cabin a young those who had feared neither God nor pine had been ripped up by the roots devil were on their knees and out and in swift flashes catching the light from among them stole a woman oi as it rose and fell his ax was denuding the trunk of all branches except two upper ones which on either side Any extended an outstretched arm other settler would have seen in the fallen tree only so many cords of firewood but in every crude incident of frontier life Heathcot be(held an inner spiritual meaning — saw in the pine felled by the wind a Heaven-givecross for his Easter standard when he should preach his great revival sermon on the morrow The blood leaped in his veins as he swung his ax with tireless energy and thoughts leaped to his brain in a rising torrent' of religious fervor Standing by the compelling form of from their own the cross forests by the hand of their ow'n prophet he would speak to his people a word of power such as he had never spoken before — not even in his old church back in J A sudden transformation swept over the zealot’s face The angel had fled and left only the man the primitive man with fierce elemental love jealCrimson surgPd in his ousy hate cheeks his eyes blazed The ax rose and fell physical beating into repression the stress He Drew the Shrinking Woman to of his passion Hut while he chopped Him cut trimmed while he and the helpers summoned from the settlement bore sin and threw her sobbing form at the the cross through the woods and foot of the cross As the others watched her a hush planted it at the head of the plaza the sense of disgrace that had ruined of awe fell upon them and breathlesshis career and driven him into the ly they waited for Heathcot to hurl wilderness still goaded his soul for the lashes of righteous wrath that his home life had been a house upon should scourge her soul to fuller rethe hilltop its betrayed honor mocked pentance of the dweller at by every little For a moment he stood motionless valley And on the following day when the his face now white tense ablaze with settlers from far and near cabins gath- a scathing light from his wonderful rose in Heathcot the and ered plaza eyes Then as though drawn by a from his knees and stood beside the magnet he turned toward the cross great pine cross to preach his Easter the trunk of pie tall straight pine was sermon the it unconsciously pointing sternly upward two branches spark of personal anger that lighted extending like arms outstretched in his flaming denunciation of evil pleading a scene was He stooped to the prostrate woman a Above dramatic It dull gray sky weighed low with heavy bent over he speaking in a low hurclouds huddling on both sides and at ried voice lifted her to her feet the lower end of the plaza the rude ”My people’’ he said In a tone of in finite sweetness “I have a new word shacks of the Settlement beyond by the trees of the surround- to give you God is — love’- He drew ing forest at the upper end a sweep the shrinking woman to his side ‘‘I of open country stretching green to cannot preach longer to you the horizon The cross of pine planted for I have found my wife — who was at this end lifted its clear-cu-t strength lost— and we must go home together’’ GIVE LET CHILDREN GO HUNGRY ExMissionary Tells of perience with Reptile in the Jungle District of India—Blows Head Off Seattle Wash -- In an address on re liglous work in India Rev N P NieL sen who has been living for 16 years In Poona Bombay! as an independent missionary in one of the jungle districts said that 30000 persons were killed there every year by cobras which they worship fanatically The Brahmins of Poona Bombay presiare retarded In their approach dency to civilization by their constant veneration for the reptiles and even when Christianized cannot bring themselves to kill one of them '"Wie animal and reptile worship of India Is startling” said Rev Mr Nielsen “In every liviug thing through the doctrine of reincarnation and the the Brahmins worship of ancestors see a forefather and to kill a cobra with them is to kill a grandmother They safeguard the ljves of these venomous creatures with jealous care “I have known many of them in the bitterest dregs of biting poverty to starve their babies in order to feed milk to these deadliest of enemies which might strike them down a moment after having ’their fill To convert the Brahmins to Christianity means to remove in some degree this reptile worship but they are long In the teachings of Christ before they will consent to kill a cobra “Escapes from the deadly bite of the cobra are common to the jungle missionary and one experience of mine will suffice as a type of a long list during the 16 years I was circuit riding among these people ‘I Btarted ut on my bicycle late one afternoon from Poona for the purpose of reaching an outlying district that night I carried with me a rifle and music and had counted all the organ pipes on each side she could play with the egg and— Helen looked lovingly at its gorgeous glitter as it lay on the crimson cushion not on the grandma but snugly between her and the pew wall Just think of it! Susie boiled it hard and then she had painted the spots and then she had and now here it was in gilded it church Who ever heard (f an egg in church? A warning poke from grandma who was becoming curious reminded Helen that her glee must be invisible as well as inaudible The long prayers did not seem half as long as usual for it wasn’t hard to kneel when you could put the egg down in a dark corner and see it glitter as you turned it around The organ pipes lost their old time fascination and Helen hardly realized that the rector had begun to talk before 6he heard him say: “Now to the King" — and they all jumped up And the egg! However in the world could it have jumped right out of her hand and into man’s pew? But it had and there it shone 8 brightly as ever If she could only snatch it She up quickly! leaned ’way over to make the attempt but every one else was sitting down “Sit down Helen” whispered grandma sharpiy and In the blindness of humiliating' tears Helen sat Visions of disgrace rose up and threatened to overwhelm her "Freely ye have received freely Give — give’’ the rector was saying what wouldn't she give just to get the egg back' without grandma’s knowledge? Perhaps when the man got Of course up — He was getting up! he always passed the shiny gold plate and it was time to get her money out of her handkerchief But why did grandma’s figure stiffen in a sudden dazed ' comprehension as she gasped in dismay and why did people titter in that disconcerting way? They must surely have seen the egg in the fat man’s pew Helen dashed the tears out of her big eyes and looked at him as he marched in blissful Ignorance up the aisles with the other ushers What was that awful glittering mass of ruin on his broad black back? Oh it wa3 it was! “Sit down!” commanded grandma fiercely but the tragedy was tco great “My egg! my lovely egg!” screamed Helen “He sat on it! He’s— he’s side dark had T all right bo far anyHelen sat very straight vas way with her toes just touching the carriage floor and a seNoraphic smile on her chubby face body suspected net even grandma who was so busy smiling at all the on their way to other old ladies church Jt had been difficult getting in the carriage with it under her arm and although it was hard and seemed to have points on it the ride to church wras not so bad after all And what a beauty it was — all gold except the pink and blue spots on and they had tiny gold specks theiff too! Luckily the egg arm was away from grandma so Helen slipped the egg down into her hand and sat in comfort though with some misgiving as to the safest way of conveying her burden One" hand? of guilt into the church Both hands? No the egg was too big No that 'wouldn’t do for ghandma’s friends were always Bhaklng hands Now if litle girls only wore muffs at Easter time— but then they never did Oh there was so why think of that? the door! Helen Simpson opening made a convulsive grab at the egg and hooked it up under the pretty lace ruffles but the stealth was unnecessary for grandma was bowing to a very round gentleman with white hair fashion that stuck up toothbrushy around his nice red face “So here Is little Helen! How do Helen?” and Helen he briskly shook her hand pumped it stiffly up and down from the Oh the egg the egg! elbow Why hadn’t she put it under the other arm? That regret quickly left her when grandma took hold of the safe arm and piloted her by it into the church Helen' wondered why she had never noticed how many miles and miles of aisle one must travel before grandma’s while everywhere pew was reached were people staring with knowing eyres that seemed to say “There she is! There’s the bad child that takes an spoiled it!” egg to church!" But the journey ended and after a little prayer Helen Get Vision of Rare Rainbow A beautiful triple rainbow has been and the egg settled comfortably in the Well she seen at Smolensk Russia the air at big pew What a relief! was here and so was the egg and the time being filled with very fine now when Bhe had listened to the and powdery snow “I Saw the Slimy Length of One of These Pests About Me” some provisions Darkness overtook me when 40 miles out and I saw there was nothing for It but to lie on the ground and sleep “Something oppressed me when I awoke early In the morning and when I tried to get my breath the life was I had long nearly choked out of me before learned the habits of the cobra and instinctively shuddered as through' lids I saw the slimy length of one of these pests about me Its tail was coiled half way about my neck its head at my ankle ready at an instant's alarm to kill me as I lay would “A movement have been death Scarcely daring to breathe I grew cold from the roots of my hair' to the soles of my feet The dell cately poised nature of the snake must have caught my involuntary shudder for within the next moment or two I felt the coils slowly relax about my neck and the long sinuous body begin The fine head to take up its length was lifted from my ankle and as It slowly reached the ground at my feet raised Itself and stole softly away “I dared not make any motion until it was twenty or thirty feet away Quickly swinging my rifle into posiI fired and blew off its head tion This was not an easy shot at that distance but I have been regarded as a fairly good marksman and my life depended oil a steady nerve The snakn measured eight feet and six inches in length” Centralia 111 — James Smith living Albino Mirlesa and doing well near here has a It is |