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THE USE OF]<br />

TIME I<br />

' Year* Semes by It*" Hiaawsy sal<br />

ly*aj** rxeackef.<br />

( C«t»jrlitf»t, IMt, t,T J. a.<br />

Chicago, Sunday, Dec. 25, 1S01. •<br />

Tesi; **So teach ua to number pur days<br />

that may apply our hearts unto wls-<br />

energies<br />

wisely directed, our ideals the noblest,<br />

but, notwithstanding all this, we realize<br />

at last that buxiian conceptions and<br />

fexpectatlons bare failed, our plana<br />

have miscarried, and the time spent<br />

has been practically thrown away.<br />

But if we had looked to a higher wisdom<br />

than pur owa. if we had<br />

t i»wti«*p» *<br />

La vain to sorrow!<br />

- ©sly tbe key cf yestwday<br />

Unlock* to-morrow,"<br />

soins- ex.-:<br />

tract wondrous wisdom; while others<br />

let it lie uncovered, and then-die fools.<br />

Time ia life's tree, from which some<br />

gather precious fruit, while others lie<br />

down under its shadow, and perish<br />

with hunger. Time Is life's Ladder,<br />

whereby some raise theimselvea up to<br />

honor and renown and glory; and some<br />

let themselves down into the deeps of<br />

shame, degradation and ignominy.<br />

Time will be to us what, by our use of<br />

the treasure, we make it—a good or an<br />

evil, a blessing or a curse.** With time<br />

so laden with possibilities for good and<br />

evit, for this life and the life to come,<br />

well may we pause at this season of<br />

the year, and Make Moses'prayer out<br />

frayer: "So teach/us to number our<br />

days that we may apply our hearts unto<br />

V'iadorn." So iuwresa us with the value<br />

of time that wisdom shall become bur<br />

ttacber, and we shall no longer waste<br />

or misuse tint whicb is so precious.<br />

1 I always Uxs te see a man wb«'« hapoy<br />

with his lot,<br />

NiJn' not a-feelin' Jealous at what other<br />

folks has got;<br />

Who lakes whatever comes along wl£fi not<br />

a fault to &ad,<br />

And who 1* stwavs ceri-yin' a well-contented<br />

mind,<br />

1 Itke to git &rcjija!r.tcd an' touch elbows<br />

with the in-si<br />

Who, If t<br />

Years, stern, inexorable, may so<br />

iltuif 'iViijs lii "T^Jn;<br />

The days we marred and uioum shall smlla<br />

if from their perished pain<br />

Distills a perfume; shines a fleam, to make<br />

the future way<br />

The brighter and tho easier because of<br />

yeaterdaj'.y<br />

A NOT HER thought which we would<br />

l\. emphasize in connection with this<br />

Matter of the use of time is the importance<br />

of gathering the odd momenta<br />

as they par J. In large" endea/-<br />

!"£- " 2 u: -pUrp©3CS _<br />

ly working out the will and purpose<br />

of God. We uay be using the time In<br />

the wisest and best way possible, and<br />

yet, while our eyes are on t.K": ":.'t-ger<br />

interests, we may be letting the fragmentary<br />

moments slip unused away,<br />

He Who told His disciples to gather<br />

up the fragments after the 5,000 had<br />

been fed, so values the precious moments<br />

that He would have us gath*<br />

er up the fragments that lie about unused.<br />

In the paUce of industry of<br />

one of the world's great exposiUons<br />

vers several curious specimens of<br />

art. wrought by oumbie indtriduais<br />

oat of each ffagme' a of ttrae as they<br />

could secsre from their regular occn-<br />

G<br />

p&^onsv Boyle remarks "toat sanev<br />

OD alone, Who sees tfce end from g^Ttias are eaailjr sca&eied about; Vat<br />

the begfnnifcg, Who knows oat skiSfnl arthlcers gatlier, melt<br />

j^kiwa sftOKgamid oOTUpr^^gevWiwew tranmut^th^m to-^aatv of<br />

"searefcsag eye_ jjsnetrates the^ hvtvtmM<br />

heart deeper J^A* saan's eye can, ever-; &&®m, Kvtat sar y^ga^t Chrkt^taa:<br />

go, is abteTa laaaisi^isdomiand^^^<br />

to .aid m*i> in th» f^gn^^Ttr^>MB£ ~as*^ *ispjsy^^— them. 1¾^-"¾¾¾*^¾¾¾^¾^¾¾<br />

of time. Aa we begin the day, God acts of facta, and i uwisvi Kl*fu at<br />

knows how many hours are to pass truth; by which they become tooklaei-<br />

into our hands, and He alone can glasses for their souls, and tdesenpes<br />

teach as how to use those hoars to yeveaUng their promised Heaven.**<br />

the best good of man, and to the hon­ Jewelers save the very sweepings of<br />

oring of God. A day thoughtfully, their shops, becaaae they contain par-'<br />

prayerfully begun la more than half- tleles of precious metal. "Should<br />

conqe^red. A day feverishly and has­ Christians, whose every moment was<br />

tily pluxged Into u filled with the pit­ purchased for them by -he Wood of<br />

falls of failure «nd dlsapnointmeat Christ, be less careful of time? Sorely<br />

into which are dumped many a pre­ its very minutiae," exclaims CoJay,<br />

cious moment and franr. If the Spirit "aboald be more treasured than grataa<br />

of Cod so ruled in the life as to ssak* «C gold or dust of a^amoada.''<br />

It sensitive to the Divine will, aad the<br />

moments were* used as He would have A COLORADO REGIMENT.<br />

them, lite wo*M take on new meaning;<br />

business, social aad domestic aCalrs<br />

would be dignified with higher Ideals<br />

and bolter methods, aad the boars aC<br />

recreation, the play tines which ia eaten<br />

tiai to healthy, vigorou* Itfe, would<br />

be wholesome and enapbllsg* The<br />

prayer of our text la Justified by the<br />

innumerable promises of God that Ha<br />

v. ill give wisdom, that He will guide<br />

HOW often one heirs the words tad direct Jama* sums it aM ap by<br />

spoken with regretful sigh: "If raying: "If any or you lack wisdom,<br />

I had' iaoro time, I would do so and let bim ask of God. that giveth to All<br />

to," referring to some neglected duty, men liberally, and upbraldeth not; and<br />

some unimproved opportunity, some it shall be given" him." It is the priv­<br />

kindly word or service left undone. ilege of God's children to draw oa the<br />

And the soul would unconsciously seek banking house of God for unlimited<br />

refuge in the thought that the fault supplies of wisdom. No check proper­<br />

lay not within the individual, but was ly drawn and presented is ever dis­<br />

charg^abJe to time itself. But we honored. Man may have all the help<br />

have all the time there le. We have he needs In wisely and faithfully us­<br />

all the time whicb, God intended we ing the time as it patses. And in the<br />

should have. He has placed 24 purpose and will of God each moment<br />

lours in each day, for which we may become studded With priceless<br />

are accountable to Hiin, and sure­ ferns of endtirlns brilliancy and beauly<br />

this Is respousibiliry enough, withty. Using the time as God would<br />

out wishing that the day were have!us is building for eternity.<br />

lunger, that we had more time. Idle<br />

Is the wish for more time. Reckless<br />

and unrighteous is the longing for<br />

the hours to ifess swiftly and bring<br />

another day. It is not a case of the<br />

changing of time, a retarding or a hastening<br />

of its passage. It is a matter<br />

ol the use to which time Is put. >3od<br />

dees not come to you and to me and<br />

ask us how many hours we had in<br />

the .day, but Uow did we use those<br />

hours. And He from Whose hands<br />

the hours have come with such faithful<br />

regularity is the One to Whom<br />

we must render our accounting. I<br />

do not think it is possible for man<br />

in and of himself to decide how best<br />

be can use the Urns which is given<br />

him. He needs Divine gu.tuip.ee :n the<br />

i'se of that which God treasures so<br />

highly as to give it with frugal<br />

hand, moment by moment. Fenelon<br />

ha* said that God has done this tbat<br />

He might impress man with the worth<br />

ox time. "He never gives us two mounts<br />

together, nor grants us a secend<br />

till He has withdrawn the first,<br />

stilt keeping tbe third in His own<br />

hands, so that we are in perfect uncertainty<br />

whether we shall have it or<br />

not." —<br />

UQO TEACH us." We need io enter<br />

O God's school and learn cf Him<br />

just how to use time. We ne^d to<br />

Know the Divine values and to understand<br />

the highest uses tc which<br />

**me may be put. With what • unworthy<br />

aims and motives man fills the<br />

moments as tbey pass. With what<br />

greedy hand he rea.cbe.s out and gathers<br />

from the fleeting days the treasures<br />

of tbi? life which perish with the<br />

losing. With what thoughtless endeavor<br />

aud aimless purpose he tills (<br />

ihe hOu^s as they nass. But rasn, even I<br />

r a wine supper that diminished Mr. Dobbins<br />

roll to some extent; then th*y took<br />

in the local theaters, then a gambling<br />

house or two, then with a few other<br />

kindred spirits, sat about a tab's at tbe<br />

hotel, and Just drank, drank, drank. Mr.<br />

Dobbins kept constantly at the side of<br />

Mr, Debevoise, and kept up a flow of<br />

conversation that was remarkable.<br />

"Hlgginson," remarked Mr, Dobbins<br />

.:ey tumble down, don't stay, but<br />

hustle up as&ln.<br />

to himself, "may know bow to make<br />

An' buckle ir; the harder, all tbe keener money, but I certainly know how to<br />

for the faJL<br />

spend it, all right, all right"<br />

Kot worr>m' about what people say or Mr. Debevoise was not altogether at<br />

think, at al>. ::ease.<br />

Something seemed, from time to<br />

There's lota o" chaps who'd like to win time, to trouble him. He was trying<br />

grand *W.T>/»** wnne fine /?y, evidently sot to forget himself. But i<br />

If 'twaii't fer what the crowd would think,<br />

or whj,t the crowd Would say, Dobbins was constantly on hand with a |<br />

A. little flins, a little aneer, at what they fresh ordtr 5*d a fresh saiiy, and a mer­<br />

do, an' then<br />

ry burst of laughter which attracted' Mr.<br />

Away.they .go,'an' never have the heart to Debevolse's attention from whatever h#<br />

try ajraia.<br />

Boost tip yer serve and tackle In, deter- may bave bad in mitid. ~^<br />

. mt^od you'll succeed,<br />

Once he took out & note book, "I—!<br />

For men »uh *rlt ian' men with sand are mustn't," he murmured to Dobbins, "I<br />

ieet the men we neec*.<br />

—I mustn't forget—business. Business<br />

Don't let the "knockers" Jar you, but if<br />

you should take a fall.<br />

before pleasure, don't you know. 1—I<br />

Keep tryin'—dun't mind what tbey say or mustn't forget."<br />

what they thi«k, at aUI<br />

_ "Pleasurr/^ returned Mr. Dobbins,<br />

It's »y Idee tbat wc shouM try to carry neatly, "is my ousuieas. bol nave treas­<br />

out the Plan<br />

ure before pleasure and pleasure after<br />

Of workln' without fretfln'-^oin* jest the pleasure; in fact I'm very busy at it ail<br />

heat we ca*. *<br />

the time."<br />

Of course a feiier's bound to sit a-plenty<br />

of hard knocks—<br />

Whereupen Mr. Debevoise called for<br />

You can't sail unknown channels without another round, and time went on—and<br />

biunpic'on the rocks.<br />

on—and oa.<br />

But what's the use o' whinin' or of settln'<br />

idly by?<br />

The others left, but the two still re­<br />

Tbe only thine a teller ousht to do l£ try mained? Debevoise kept constantly re­<br />

ar.' try.<br />

ferring to something that he had to do.<br />

An* keep rlfrht on a-trytn' every thne he "I mnst not forget business," he said.<br />

takes a fall.<br />

AD' not be frettin' bout what people say But he did forget b»si!«*8. He forgot<br />

or think at all.<br />

everything It was afte? five o'clock In<br />

^-Farm nr>4 Hante.<br />

tbe morn ir»g that hfs head sank upon tat<br />

table aad be fell asleep. Mr. Dobbins,<br />

1 who had drunk apaatagly during the<br />

evening, bat who. nevertheless, -was<br />

JfflE STORY weary, called a hotel porter.<br />

"I think I caa improve oa Hlggiasop-s<br />

OF DEBEV0ISE plant",he whjspered to himseif. Then<br />

he spoke aloud to the ports<br />

WeVBtw a light tar Gountty<br />

Wa* yoOoWed by • flgnt<br />

for the Pay.<br />

1<br />

. ^'Porier,'*^<br />

E ARE all familiar with the story<br />

W of the lady, who, floating over<br />

the sea in a boat, was suddenly waktned<br />

to discover, that her magnificent<br />

necklace of pearls had become, unfastened<br />

by ao;at> accident uz>} txU k>ose<br />

end hangiii^ down in the water was<br />

dropping vie precious pearls one by<br />

cue into the unrecoverable depths. So<br />

vith us. vk/ C let the pearly moments<br />

slip into the unredeemable past May<br />

we awaken to a sense of our loss. The<br />

lines of Susan Coolidge's "TL: as cash wr* beetled<br />

to equip the regiment and place it oa<br />

a war footing. Gov. Gilpin wsxi obliged<br />

to issue orders on the treasurer of the<br />

United States, which virtually amounted<br />

to paper money. These orders were<br />

taken by merchants acd supply dealers<br />

who equipped ihe troops. After<br />

awhile the m'ets were paid off in these<br />

orders. 'X^'~--<br />

A sensation was created some time<br />

later, however, when it became, known<br />

that the governor had issued the orders<br />

without government authorization.<br />

Uncle Sam repudiated them, and<br />

the troops and .the business men of<br />

Colorado found themselves in possession<br />

of thousands of dollars' worth of<br />

these orders, which Were not worth<br />

the paper tbey were written on.<br />

Gov.';'Gilpin's, intentions were right,<br />

but there was no doubt that he had<br />

.•exceeded, his authority. The soldiers<br />

and other holders presented their<br />

claims to congress, but after a long<br />

contest they were declared to be illegal,<br />

and were disallowed. Then' they<br />

were filed with the court of claims for<br />

adjustment, and after the war was<br />

over they were allowed in full. Gov,<br />

Gilpin became a national character as<br />

a result of this caa*. while the First<br />

And they front us with reproachful eyes<br />

as tbey wena forth with tJhe year. Colorado cavalry was known from one<br />

end of the nation to the other as the<br />

"The lost days which except for ua so<br />

blessevl uilgui have been.<br />

regiment that had to fight for its coun­<br />

Blighted by our 5>erveraJty, or shadowed try and fight for its pay.<br />

by our sin.<br />

The vextne days, the moody days, the days To Turn a Port Into a Park.<br />

of stress and pain,<br />

The shrill, perverse, unhappy days, we face Prof. J. C. Blair, of the state univer­<br />

them all again,<br />

sity at Urbana, 111., has arrived in<br />

" 'Come back, dear days,' we cry; 'we will Metropolis, 111., to take charge of the<br />

atone for all the wrong;<br />

work of converting old Fort Massac into<br />

Your emptiness stisull b* reads tvl) your a national park. With 20 teams and a<br />

discords turned to song.'<br />

large force of men, Prof. Blair has begun<br />

Only thf. echo answer*; all vain the grieving<br />

sore.<br />

to execute the plans for the improve­<br />

The piLSt is past, tfye dead is dead, the ments covered by the appropriations of<br />

chance returns no more,<br />

the last legislature and tbe Daughters<br />

as the .swettest hopes are born ot of the Revolution.<br />

sharjH'Si suffering',<br />

And n-.Mr.iaht is the womb of day, and. wiri-<br />

For IHer.<br />

tor of the spring.<br />

Sc, winning blowing from despair, lest c-:v- . Caller—Do you tlink this is going to<br />

portunity<br />

be a hard winter? 1<br />

May £i>rv*.- to make the fruitful soil cf har- Miss Gay—Oh, yft, fearfully; my envi<br />

a is ,\ i.-t lo bir.<br />

Kagoment book is lompletily filled. I<br />

"For each tiny heavy made by us, some<br />

ilny rr.uy gather whigs,<br />

know I shall-be neamy- e'ead by spring! —<br />

[>«• hin: awa'y from P. B. Hathaway &<br />

Co/ That's all."<br />

They landed in Donaldson. And sur^<br />

enough, as they sauntered down th«<br />

eireet, there was Debevoise walking 02<br />

the other side, grip ib. hand, hot and tir 6<br />

and dusty.<br />

They caught up with him, aud Mr<br />

Dobbins wu duly introduced. "Now<br />

remember," whispered Hlgglnson, into<br />

the ear of Dobbins, "keep him away<br />

from that big factory that; u see ther*<br />

In the hollow, and keep him drunk all<br />

day tomorrow."<br />

Mr. Dobbins, past master In the art ol<br />

soaking an evening go pleasantly anrf<br />

fast, r>fc*rted In. And Mr. Debevoise, Sodtag<br />

that Mr. Dobbins was mfcde up of the<br />

real gtic, Joined him They began witt<br />

;<br />

iasBiaswaii>aaaa«aaaaaaaat<br />

iMll'sillsilllCirJfts!<br />

As set «*rth in TsU GOi.K><br />

nUZJC TKKATXSfc, Us be<br />

VwfsTV Um er say a**, «sUUed<br />

tWMrswefUa%etse1«><br />

: The rig was procured—a large,<br />

old-fashioned affair; and they hoiKted<br />

Mr. Debevoise inside, aud Dobbins took<br />

a seat beside him, and they were off,<br />

for a long! gentle, weary drive up the hlli<br />

sice It was such a tedious drive that<br />

Mr. Dobbins himself, was forced to close<br />

his eyes; and side by side, the two men<br />

siept. At East Monroe the driver woke<br />

Dobbins, and. as DebavolEe still slept<br />

they carried him gently into the village<br />

tavern and put him carefully to bed.<br />

Then the carriage turned aroutfd and<br />

went back home. "Now," whispered<br />

X lilletiiW be* ac e«uals^-Besioa Berate.<br />

Dobbins to himself, as he sat beside Ci^<br />

prostrate form of Debevoise In the little<br />

room, "now I've got to keep awake, to<br />

see that he keeps asleep." Twice did Debevoise<br />

start up somewhat wildly, his A WONDERFUL WORK.<br />

hand on his notebook, aad cry that he To ee*<br />

must attend to business. But Dobbins ta^isMebsngroae IbeN<br />

religiously plied him with tbe cup that fas*l.taw><br />

BtTwort<br />

cheers and inebriates as well, and he stnoV tti<br />

dropped oft* once snort. All that day TtSsVr. ^<br />

lastrater of<br />

Debevoise slept and all that £ay Dob­ raa^aad"Arcaiid<br />

bins watched At dusk the landlord Jt.(« books) '<br />

drawiag ° called Dobbins down to the telephone.<br />

Higginscs was at the other end of the<br />

wire. He had found out at Donaldson<br />

that they had climbed ihe mount? taside.<br />

"You can come down now," he sale<br />

to Dobbins, "just as ECOU as you like.<br />

Good-by." Then be rang off. Dobbins<br />

went back to Debevoise with a broad<br />

grin on his face.<br />

"Hey, old man,'' he said, "wake up.<br />

You've got some business to transact.<br />

Don't forget that you've got to go down<br />

to P. B. Hathaway's."<br />

Debevoise stretched his arms above<br />

his head and yawned.<br />

"P. E. Hathaways," he asked. "For<br />

what?"<br />

Dobbins grinned. "To get an order<br />

for that glue."<br />

Debevoise snorted. Then he reached<br />

In his inside pocket and Jrew forth'<br />

paper. "Good Lord," he answered,<br />

"there's their order, for the whole<br />

blamed thing-. I had it in my pocket<br />

yesterday afternoon, and had packed<br />

my grip aud was go^nghome when you<br />

chaps met me." He rose and slapped<br />

his thigh. "By George,' he exclaimed.<br />

"1 knew thare was something. For IJ<br />

hours I've been trying to send back tc<br />

the shop a good news telegram and<br />

haven't done It yet."<br />

Places '-Italians Above ISu^liah.<br />

Reporting upon the "Little Italy" ot<br />

one of London's most crowded uistrJcts,<br />

the health officer of the district says that<br />

the Italians are "generally superior" to<br />

the English persons who are their neighbors.<br />

They also take more care of tbeir<br />

children, among whom the death rata i*<br />

ow, aad they are sober*<br />

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