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E t i i 1 l l l I i i s i l E s i i g Iâ€"“r‘n‘um 1-5 3‘ i ‘ . Joan‘s-tag: . . . : "S ' 7‘1‘433‘54‘5: .. 'â€" »..._.,,..- , 1“"951-3933' 'Ls. :. -. gasp-c l . church into this world is to tell the great joy into everybody's heart. agcnient . The a heavenly company and a life eternal on forever. .5; “may. a j. . 1,».r.....,«.,..-... .. . fi- 7 PEACE AND GOOD \VILL. I heard the tells on Christmas day Their old familiar carols play, And wild and Sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men And thought how. as the day had come. The belfries of old Christendom Had roiled along The unbroken song ‘01 peace on earth. good will to men. Till. ringing. singing on its way. The world revolved from night. to day. A voice. a chime. A chant sublime. . Of peace on earth, good Will to men. SERMON Elliot BE in. Behold. I bring you great joy. Out of the midnight sky came the words of the wonderful message; be- .low. in the fields of Bethlehem} waited the wondering shepherds. It had been night about them. Darkness had clos- ed in upon them. Up above a few faint stars shed a ray or two of dim light.' but hardly bright enough to see by. Beside their feet shone the flickeringI good tidings of .4 ~..V.:‘.HrLofl."-'- nut." ! “ z‘- 3* of. other people. \Ve have gone about with burdens of bundles; we have had pleasant secrets and plots of glad sus- prises. \Ve have lain awake at night glimmer of their lanterns. enough toIL‘O deViSB new ways ‘30 mUItlDIY happi- mark out the rocks and grass of the hill pasture, and the sheep which they were set to watch. But all around them, like a wall, was the blackness of the darkness of the Syrian midnight. And then the light came. There was a sudden break in the black clouds. Out shone a great gleam of the radiance of heaven. The whole expanse above their heads was flooded with celestial glory. ness for little children. Our houses will be bright on Christmas flay and full of our best 1heer. \Ve will go about wish- mg each other the joy and gladness of a merry Christmas. It is a week or two of the millemium. It is a brief excursion into heaven. But we are living just now in a way in which we ought to be living all the year round. This is real Christianityâ€"all the unselfish deeds and these bright faces. For what does it all mean? \Vhat And out of the central shining out of are W6 glad for? "GOOd tidings 0f great it came an angel, hearing this mes- sage. and a whole choir and multitude joy I bring you," cries the Christmas angel. \Vhat are they? \Vhy. that unto us is born this day a savior. Christ of angels came thronging out behind the Lord. That is the secret of it. That him. in bright array. with the voice ofi singing, chanting praises and nlleluiasI and thanksgivings. "Glory to God,”I ran the refrain of the hymn, " and on i » earth peace." I The great world lay in darkness. It: was night and winter. not only over-l head and underfoot but in men's hearts. People looked out and looked in and saw blackness everywhere. A great sadness; and despair had laid hold upon the race. The old religions were dead. or dying. Men were asking .questions about God and getting no answers or lies for an- swers. There was no guide; there was no clear vision. Here and there some sage or prophet, like the dim Bethle- hem stars, had a bit ofrlight from heavâ€" en to offer for the directing of men's feet; and the flickering lanterns of con- science and philosophy showed a step or two of the immediate way. But the world was in the night. I \Vhen the light began to shine there in the neighborhood of the Bethlehem. pastures the men who saw it we're; afraid. “Behold I bring you good tid-I ings of great joy,” sang the herald anâ€" gel in the glory of the Christmas sky.; and the men hid their faces. That; heaven should be open. that a messcn-I gcr from God should really speak toi the inhabitants of earth seemed too good for anybody to believe. "The angel of the Lord came upon them and the glory I of the Lord shone round about themI and they were sore afraid." ' Away with fear; away with theI black night! Hail to the sun and the dawn and the new era. and smiles and. singing and glad hearts! The old is‘ passed away; behold all things are new! I Good tidings of great joy I bring you.l That.is the characteristic Christian‘ message. That is why the Christian church is set. in the midst of the dark world to-day. Is it not a dark world -â€"-outsidc the church? where men and, women tremble in the midst of their“ pleasures and look ahead with fear inI their hearts and nothing satisfies; and . there is no serenity. no pcacel I Take. away the thought; of God, ban-I l l ish the life everlasting out of hu- man hopcs. and what is left? The only | way to be happy. if we lose trust. in the 'Almighty Father. and look at death as the end of all life. is just; toI keep from thinking. Do not think;.(ll-i vert your mind with work or wuni :UIIUSt‘lllt‘llf; do not look up nor aheadi For if you do you will see the night. winter and black midnight. But the church of Christ brings glad tidings of great joy to all these men‘ and women under this black sky. and makes the whole world bright and new . and wonderful and worth while nndf glad. The church takes a word out of. the angel‘s Christmas sermon. and makes it a description of all its teach- ings. \\'e preach the "gospel." Our‘ messigc to men is the message of the; And " grspcl " means good tidâ€" Christian ings. ’l‘lur errand of the best piece of good nmvs that anybody" 'ever heard. and to change night into} day the. whole world over. and to bringi There is no place in our religion for: long faces and melancholy voxccs. no; room in it for despondency and discourâ€" emphatic word in it from the beginning is this word " joy." I \Vhoerer knows that God is his father. savior. and that the grave is but an. open gate into a celestial country and -â€"how he can help but be glad all: the day long. Sorrow comes. pom gest entrance into life. disappointment besets us; there is tribulation. as was promâ€" ised; but in the heart of the true .dls-I ciplo of the Lord Jesus the sun shines We have a secret whichI helps us to face trouble. and to banish fear. and to be serene amidst perplex-I ities. and in the midst. of trial to abide in peace. It is the secret whichjhe an I told the shepherds on the night he ore Christmas. out of the Syrian sky. Christmas is the feast of gladnem. The old songs have their sweet echoes in th Christmas anthems. All our heart are lifted up. For a month past we have been at ins to contrive ways of 'bringing gla neg mto the hearts i The chief religions of Asiaâ€"Brahman-I is the heart of Christmas. ance of God. Is God our father or is he not? The answer to that question changes the whole significance of hu- man life. Even if we say we cannot answer it our evasion is an answer. But we'can answer. \Ve are not left to guess at truth. \Ve are not. left to the dim stars or to the flicker of the uncertain lanterns. God himself has spoken to us in the words of Jesus Christ. God is our fath- er; the world invisible is close about us; heaven shines above us; life ever- lasting lies before us. \Vhoever is con- Ient to take the work of Jesus Christ is saved from the darkness and despair of doubt. And he who came on Christmas day has saved us also from. the depths of hopeless sorrow. Those whom we love go on before us. somewhere. and we want to know where. And we look in- to the grave and find no answer. exâ€" cept one which‘ we cannot bear to 'think of. And we _look into the sky. and the sky is as silent as the grave. And nature about us has no voice of consolation, goes on cheerily and unconcerned, utterly careless of us. There is no: sight of comfort anywhere. All the world is in the night and all the consolations of our friends are as Iunavailing as the endeavor to warm our hands at the cold stars. And then Christ comes to comfort us. \Ve look up, and he is close beside us, and the cloud clears away. He has borne our griefs and carried our sorrow.. and we put our hands into His,where the marks of the nails are, and we let him lead us even throu h the valley of the shad- ow of death. earin no evil. And he saves us rom'our sins. Not his death only. but his life also was for our salvation. that he might deliver us from sin "itself. And this he does.part- ly by the revelation which he brought us of the love of God, and partly by the blessed example which he set us for the better living of our life. ‘Nlien we follow him the path is plain before our feet and leads on into the kingâ€" dom of righteousness and peace. I The night is past; the sky shines wtth holy light. Every year the Christmas season begins earlier and lasts long- er. \Vhat we want is Christmas every day; and the joy of it and the love of it, and the great truth that is at the heart of it all the year round. ' There has come one into this world to save us from our doubt and ignor- THE STAR or BETHLEHEM. This old sobbing world of ours is one year older than it was when the last Christmas carol was chanted. It has had another twelve-month of experi- ments and of experienceâ€"of advance- ment on many lines of human research about you: you will discover that it. is . and acquisition, But it has not outgrown Jesus Christ. For him it has discov- ered no substitute. The Star of Bethâ€" lehem is the only star that never sets. Jesus Christ alone can satisfy all hu- man necessities and the loftiest of hu~, man aspirations. Christianity is theI only universal religion. the only onel adapted to all ages of life. to all hu- man conditions. to all races and all na- tionalities. Other lights have arisen, waned and vanished forever. The Greek mythology is as utterly shaken to ruin as its own splendid Parthenon. I l ical, Buddhist or Moslemâ€"are all limit- ed and local; they are all moribund;I : while they make no inroads on Chris-! g tiamty. the religion of Bethlehem and Calvary makes constant inroads upon them. The systems of error which' and that the Lord Christ is his sureI pull and peter fought have vanished out of catching glimpses of the star that firstI dawned over Judea's sky. In spirit-I uni dynamics blood tells. and God has; trusted His Gospel of salvation to the' most powerful races on the globeâ€"I Rev. Theodore L. Cuyler. D. D. LOXDON‘S RINK. I supposed. IStlll. sight. and the whole cast is. . ...... vâ€"-»«â€"-. w». 4 . r.‘ â€"â€" y .34“... » . ..__...-..__â€".â€"._._.___._.__- 310mm inciting EVEI How It Feels to .Be a Thousand Years Old Before You Are Forty. It was a jolly dreamâ€"all about being young again and meeting lots of pretty girls that I used to know a thousand years ago or more. Some} of them are in Heaven, really, youI know, and others are in society. but. they met last night without embarrass- I ment, and those who are in society were glad to see me again. and the othersI weren’t so much surprised as I’d have There were two dozen of them around me. and they were all calling me Harry. as they used to do. It sounded mighty nice, I don't mind telling you, after having been called Old Harry for ten or fifteen years by. the bottle-nosed victims of whisky and paresis, whose bodies have haunted the club since their souls hied there. The voices in that dream were different. II tell you. and I just. listened andI listened, and was happy. \Vhen sud-I deniy a. voice began to bawl, “Mr. Harding, MI. Harding 1” Then I knew that. I was dreaming, and that some-I body was trying to wake me. I foughtI mighty hard to stay asleep, but it'I wouldn't. work; and I opened my eycsl in these blasted rooms of mine. The elevator man who knows every- body’s business but his own caught moI next. I was on my way down town to! see Clarkson. ' Clarkson manages my. business. and gives me what he thinks is ‘ right. I don't know whether itis or not. My father used to understand theI business when the was allive, but be hanged if I can. I spent more then an hour one day trying to learn it. Beâ€" fore that. I had an idea about it, but I've never had one since. There was some Satisfaction in meeting Clarkson. I knew he wouldn’t strike me for a pres- ent. He can take anything he wants without asking for it. There used to be some trustees or something of that kind to bother him, but one of them is in Canada, and the other two haven’t been sober since 1884. so Clarkson and I manage it all nowâ€"especially Clark- son. . He saidsomething about giving pres- cuts to our men. Iwouldn't have object- ed anyhow. but after he’d shown me how he’d already got it out of the men by cutting down their pay two or three times, Itold him that it seemed to be the decent thing to do. He said it might avert a strike. “Then do it. by all means." said I. "If there's anything I hate it’s being struck. I’ve been struck half a dozen times already to-day, and it’s cost me over forty dollars." .IT \VAS RICKER. Ricker was hammering at the door of my parlor. He's one of the attend- ants in the Allertonâ€"one of the fellows who help the janitor see that nobody but themselves can steal our things. I yelled to Ricker to go away. but he couldn’t. or wouldn't. hear me. so I put on a bath robe and wont to the door. g “Don't you want. a little fire in_your grate. sir i" said Ricker. It's mighty cold, sir. this morning. Well, it was cold. guess the janitor had fixed the steam heat so that the boys could have a chance at us. I let. Ricker in. The instant I saw face I knew something was up. Then 1 re- membered that. it. was the day before Christmas. Ricker isa"strikcr" every day in the year. but on the Twenty- fourth of December he'sahighwayman. you have to give those fellows something. or there's no living in the house. I could have chocked him for waking me. up. but after all. I had told him to to it. So I gave the rasclc $10 and he seemed to think it wasn't enough. Isent him down for some breakfastâ€" I thought I'd eat in my rooms and then try to go to slee' before the fire and have that dream over again. Of course it was another fellow who brought the breakfast. They all manage to g Ho broughtalot ofnasty stuff. but I'd ordered it. Didn't. realize how it would 1901:. How a human being can pos- srbly be hungry in the morning I don't. know. yet some of them can. The fel~ low that brought that breakfast ac- tualJy looked as if he wanted to eat it. And he'd had two or three already. for An immense rink of artificial ice was a hundred dogma to a cent opened to skaters at the beginning of last week in London. It is the property of the Princess Club one or the most. aristocratic clubs in England. and will . be used onl ' by the members and their I friends. A ira‘. Morse, the President ' of the Princes. who is said to be the originator of the scheme. has taken for 5 his model the Pole Nerd of Paris. Pair. THE POOR CANNOT GIVE. "Ilalpin." said I. "give me your ap- petite. Come. it's Christmas time." .“Yessisf’ said he. rubbing his hands. "it is. air. An' I 'opes you'll 'ave a vary merry Christmas. too. sir. As for me zit-ppetite. err. I'd give it an welcome I could. I've seenthe time when 3 et a shy at us on the day before Christmas ‘ ol-der l I'd a-been glad to get rid of it. But it isn't the poor that can give." He was growinglfluent, so I had to cut him short. I gave him $10 and my Rusk. . I of turnip; Ipints of cold water. “A CHRISDIAS DINNER. next. Oyster Soup. Boiled Cotlfhll. Roast Beef. Boiled Turkey; Mashed Potatoes. Cold Slaw. Plum Pudding. Mince Pic. Raspberry Trifle. Choose. jumbles. French Candies. Colon“. Coffee. If any think this menu is far too exi- pensive for a small income. then drop some of the items, but remember "Christmas comes but once a year. and when it comes it brings good cheer." Instead of oyster soup, a very rich soup can be made as follows: Take a rah.- bit; soak in salted water over night. or par-boil. Cut it. into small pieces. Take also one pound shin of beef and remove the marrow; a quarter pound of lean ham; two large onions; 8. slice 0. stalk of celery; four cloves; ten pepper-corns. and salt to taste. Put all together, add seven Skim carefully. Boil three hours. Strain the soup. Mince or shred the meat from the rub.- bit; return it to the kettle with the breakfast and a cigar to go with it. I strained soup and three tablespoonfuls And he hurried away to work somebody I 015 no“! mixed With :1 gill 0’: catsul) dilr- else. for some money. And like. a Chump, I began by saying something about Christmasâ€"just like one of those fellows I be ' .- . . , . Yes, Sir; I Struck] garnished with parsley or up to the Al-lerton. Clarkson foraChristmas present. Very I likely it was my own money. but the; . uted with vine ar. It was awkward for me to say that iand serve. g because I had to strike Clarkson. myself. I Boil ten minutes After such 1]. rich soup. serve the fish plain. The edge of the dish can . small . celery stalks and rounds of beet roots; Roost lbeef.â€"If for a largoparty. principle ms the sameâ€"it was touching i about fourteen pounds will be requir.. a man for something that he didn't I ed. want to give up. But Clarkson's a bright fellow; he i (“groutâ€"rem illicy £19511 and 8' made it. easy for me. He said someâ€" thing about the sacredness of the sea- ’son. and the sentiment of charity which well up in afellow’s soul, if he happens to have any. thought it would be nice to give some- body something befone he asked for it. But I’m not quick enough to do that with the general run of people. I i great. Choose a sirloin. with a. thick on.- 'good proportion of fat. Place the clean out side of the meat on a smoking-hot pan. Press it close to the pan until scared; I was mainly numbed. I . reverse and let opposite side burn also; then put in the oven, the heat of which must. be firm' and steady. but not too Twenty minutes to the pound might. send something out of town. But. ' should be allowed if wanted rare. If the who is there? I've a cousin out \Vcst somewhere. He's married, I believe. Or is he dead? Hanged if 1 know. Something happened to him ten or twelve years ago. but I can't rememâ€" oven is the right temperature. and the cooking going on all right. the meat will keep up a gentle sputtering in the pan; if not. more heat is required. Salt her what it was. I That’s the way after I left. Clarkson. But what could I I the oven- do? Nothing. of course. so I just drop- ped in at the club. First man I saw was Vantyne. I always seen him. He's placed under my nose by Providence to show me what I’m coming to. I'd re- sign from the club if I thought Vantyne was going to live much longer. But he simply can't. Why. he’s ten years than I am. He must be 45 at least. There are men in the club, sixty or seventy years old, who are young. But Vantyne and I are old. And we knew it. He's just what I'll be ten years from now. He’s a little grayer over the ears. alittle bluer un< der the eyes, a little c-halkier in the check, a little more wretched in the expression of his blasted countenance. and eternally a little worse in liquor than I am. I've tried to reform and quit being like Vantync at all; and then again I've tried to be sadder, and paler, and drunker than Vantyne; but it didn’t work either way. He’s simply appoint- ed to shuffle along down hill ahead of me and to be the mirror of my future. GETTING EVEN \VITH VANTYNE. I thought of 8411]. these things when I saw Vantyne in the club to-day. and I said to myself: "I'll give the villain a. Christmas present." So I caliled a boy, and sent him to the Home for Superan- nuated Dogs which some crank or other has founded. I got the boy to buy a bank form of admission for one dog -â€"a sort of certificate of life mem- bership. It cost thirty-five dollarsl Then I filled in Vantync’s llamaâ€"just.I simply Vantyneâ€"and his address. and sent it back. Toâ€"night some men from the institution will call at his rooms for a supcranuated dog named Van- tyne. I fixed it so that. he'd be at home. I hope they'll get him. That's my Christmas present to him; the only one I've given heartily. I I left the club after sending that cheerful reminder of the season. I shan't go there to«morrow. ‘I'vo been at the club on Christmas day. You always find the fellows who can't get invited elsewhereâ€"the old. dull, sodden. I miserable fellows like Vantyne and me. I I shall stay away to cheat them into] the belief that I’m not like them. Is; there anyway ti) cheat myself? There ought to be; I'm an easy mark for any sort of swindle that's going. I Here it is nearly midnight. Christmas I waits at the threshold. Am I any more. miserable on that account? Certainly, no I less. I feel sentimental toâ€"night. It can’t be real; it. must beastage of in- toxication. I've noticed it. in others. One more brandy and soda would have . spoiled this; one loss would have been i too few. Wish I could remember how! many I had. THE LAST MEMENTO. I ! There's something on the mantel. but inorder to get it I'd have to look in the l mirror behind it. I can’t. do that to-I night. Perhaps I can find it with my ‘ eyes shut. Ah, here it is. Not. mucbI to look at, is it? The silk has growni old almost..as fast asI have. Something i in the air I darcsay. I’ve taken her picâ€" : Lure out. of this caseâ€"and lost it. Yes. I l by jovc, I lost it. Some fellow madca remark about it that I didn‘t like, so I pit it away, and never could remember . where. Never mind; I don't need if": I can see her. This photograph case IS . tm last. genuine Christmas present It ever had. I've hndabarrcl of the other ' kind. slight have had some like this. I sup- I [30.50. if I’d lived like a Christian. But I and cut in half; one . titles. The designs are generally i ventionai or big' floral patterns like I talked to myself I twenty minutes before removing from . Serve with grated horse- radish. Send the gravy to table in a saucebwt- . . . _Boiled turkey.â€"Choose a moderate sized .hen turkey. \Vash the inside oil the turkey with vinegar and watch Stuff it With a mixture of bread crumb. salt, pepper. sage, and some mashed po~ tato. Bind all together with an egg beaten lightly. Put it into salted waâ€" ter, nearly boxling. Cook for 1 894 to 2 hours, according to size. Serve withl a plain sauce poured over the turkey. Plum puddingâ€"One pound suet chops ped fine; one pound bread crumbs; half pint of meal; one pound raisinsâ€"stoned pound English curt- rants; half pound French plums out in slices; one pound of sugar; a pinch of salt, teaspoonful of auspice. a grating of nutmeg. half teaspoon cinnamon and: a tcaspoonful of baking powder. Mix all thoroughly in a large basin and add the juim of a lemon. eight eggs beats on well, a lump of butter. and three spoonfuls of Vinegar. It should be of the conmstency of ivory moist dough. This quantity makes one very large. or. three small puddings. Put into a. well floured cloth. previously scalded; boil nearly nine hours if all is in one pud- dingâ€"so; hours for the small ones. Serve wtth sauce made by taking the yolks of two eggs, juice of a lemon. 3. small lump of butter, two spoonfuls of sugar. 11. gill of water. Send the pudk dmg to the table in a china dish garn- ished thh _autumn leaves. with sprigs of red berries among them. Mince piesâ€"The mincemcat should be made: roe weeks before wanted for use. One und large raisins. stone‘ and chop; 1-4 pound currants; one pound of strltanas; 3-4 poundof lean roast. beef; mince and pound it; 1-2 pound suet chop- ped as fine as possible; one pound of sugar; two large apples chopped fine; 1:-2 pound of mixed peel; 'uice of two lemons; nutmeg. pinch 0 cloves. teal- spoonful of cinnamon and allspice, pinch of salt and a pint of boiled cider. Mix well. press tightly in a stone jar. cow- er With nice paper di"ped in vinegar and (dose the mouth of the jar with an airt- tight cover. This quantity will make thirty pies. . Itaspberry trifle.â€"Line a glass dish With stale sponge cake; cover with rasp- berry preserves and afterward tour over it a syrup made as follows: lalf pound of raspberry jam, juice of a lemon, half toaspoonful of vanilla ex- ' tract, 1 inch of cinnamon stick. two ounces of sugar. 1H pound of dissolved gelatine, 1'2 pint of water. Boil ten minutw; when nearly cold pour over the cake. Cover with whipped cream if desired. ' A large bouquet made of ay au- tumn leaves, ferns, rcd berries tom the wild rose. sprays of bitter swwt. etc.. should be placed in the centre of the table, and at each plate does a gay leaf and berries; bind wit white rib- bon. Fold the napkins char-shaped. Table linen may be embroidered in red and gold. . ______¢â€"â€"â€"-â€" NEW TEA CLO’I‘HS. One of the prettiest novelties of the . season is the new embroidered network which icing used for tea cloths. bu- reau. scarfs, and many other fancy ur- mn- poppies, pansics or large loaves. The Plus is enough- There's 3 curious (“31- I articles are made of fine white linen. mg round my eyes when I look at it. No use; the "chrymal lands can't. handle brandy and soda. saw her in that dream this morning. Will she come with the others tonight? She can come without. them and please me very well. The others will be excused. They 2 needn't even send regrets. \Vell. it's worth trying. I'll go to bed. and probâ€" I ably stare and stare at the blasted black darkness till Christmas Day brings lightâ€"to those who can see it. writ-rs BEST TO BUY: I care not for a. Christmas past, Whether 'twas drear or pleasant. The subject that concerns me now Is of a Christmas present. I with a deep horn, and just above which v is the border. Before working this a ' piece of net lace is lasted firmly on the back of the. linen where the border I is to be workml.i All the stitches are to be sewed through this lace while ' the pattern is being worked, and after % being finished all the superfluous lin- . en is to be cut away. \\ hen the flow- I ers or leaves are worked in colored alike I the effect on the thin white not is very Ihandsome. A veryfasy way of gain- ing a good effect. Li m embroider the flowers in long and short and fill the petals in with different fapcy stitches. The edge: of the pattern must always be buttonholed. no matter in what manner the flo era are worked. “’0‘ . .......>_....,., .. .“ ’ I, l»...