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creamed potatoes. Dinner consists of a bit of chicken, mashed potatoes, and a dessert of ice cream, or some creamy confection. The fare for the dogs is ten dollars a day, $3650 a year. ItcDuld hardly be thought possible that there should be such a wicked waste of money and such a misdirection of affection as this story would indicate, when there are so many children dying for want of food, and whose hearts are crying for want of love. The sum of $3600 might haVe been given to poor little real babies to save them and make them happy, and then the dogs could have lived luxuriously on the fifty dollars left. So many waste their time, their money, and their energy on the things that are insignificant and low, neg lecting the things that are lofty and divine. —The Christian Herald. There is a beautiful story told of a noted king in the Far East who was about to take a journey into a remote part of his kingdom. He therefore sent ahead of him a trusted minister to build for his royal master a suitable palace where the king could lodge in the far country. When the royal courier reached the remote part of the kingdom, he found a plague raging there and people were dying by thousands and tens of thousands. So, instead of tak ing the money from the royal treasury and spending it for bricks and stones and mor tar, the royal messenger spent it for bread and medicine. With it he dug graves and buried the dead. With ft he bought cloth ing to protect the living. And when the king came and found what .his messenger had done, instead of punishing his minis ter, he commended him. He said, “Oh faith ful servant, you have builded for me a palace. You have builded it in the hearts of my people. You have builded its white walls out of the tombstones which you have erected over the graves of the dead. You have' jeweled it with the tears you have wiped away. You have made my palace echo with the sweetest of songs; for those songs are the echoing sobs which you have ;stilled” -
is now for Christ, and every halfpenny of profit is handed over to the treasury of the Lord and I feel that the smile of my Saviour rests upon me.” George Muller preaching in Bristol at eighty-six years of age on “Rejoice in the Lord alway,” said, “I am a happy man; and I have been getting happier and hap pier every day for sixty-two years.” And he looked like it; but look at the average Christian now. Their faces would be a good advertisement for an undertaker. You remember that man at the gate of the temple called Beautiful, whose feet and ankle-bones were made strong, and the apostles said to him, “We are going to a prayer meeting, and you come along with us.” I can imagine those two apostles walking so properly, and the dear man between them—they taking two or three steps, and he going up into the air. Per haps they said, “My dear brother, that is exceedingly improper and highly indecor ous. Walk with us and go—left, right— left, right—left;” and then he would go into the air after a few steps again. And what was the result? When the people saw the man who had been healed leaping, walking, dancing, and praising, the Lord, they came together in a crowd, and Peter had a bigger congregation than on the day of Pentecost, and all that ,heard his word believed; and he had five thousand converts that day. The papers report that a wealthy woman well known- in the community went to one of the finest hotels in New York and- en gaged a suite of four rooms and three baths for the winter at fifty dollars a day. There was a living-room, a bedroom, and a bath for herself, a room and bath for the maids, and a bedroom and bath for her “babies,” ‘as. she called her three dogs, two Japanese and one a Pekingese spaniel: Rising from their satin-lined baskets in the morning, the dogs are bathed with scented water in the big white tub. After that comes breakfast with milk and toast: At luncheon the “babies” are served with lamb chops and
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