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«ffffi^^^^f^;^^4Ml:^l?\;• ^•t-lfrertii, tf «ty Hail »arfc, Ne'w ¥ol-k ofty, stands the bfb&ze Statue Of a ydliftg mail, the story 6t •frhdse brief life thrills all patriotic hearts. 3?he statue Represents him pihioried, awaiting the gallows, as he uttered his last words. ts.,.'te In admiration of his character, pride in his self-for" getful heroism, and grief over his untimely death. Every boy and girl in America should know bir heart the life of Captain Nathan, Hale. It is a story which every son and daughter • of thfe great republic should enshrine tin their memories. tS Slr-.Wnflam ift Mew f eHc tifiy. Jtete fig Was *6tu demhed to be executed HI SuftHse on the fbttdwlhg IfibfMfig* • , Ift 'what jSfri&oB » fiiatS hiStlSS the fibWie'sdttleU ytttftif' patriot Spent that last, sad highl-of his life 18 hot k«o%H; btit bf the-bflltaliljr with wftlett he ttraS treated by the provost marshal into -whose- hattds he was glvett &ver, there Is abUfidant pfoof. lils request for the attendance of a clergyman was refused, fiveh & Slble was denied him. touring the preparations for the e*e^ cutloftf ah fehgllsh officer obtained permission to offer the prisoner the sedlu- sioti of his tent, Where wi-ltlng materials were furnished. But the farewell letters he wrote to his toother, 'to his sweetheart and to a eomrade in the army, were torn to shreds before his eyes by the cruel pro* vost marshal. It was early dawn on Sunday morning, Sept. 22, 1776, that our young hero Was hurried away from the tent of the English officer to the gallows. The spot selected was the orchard of Colohel Henry Rutgers, oh East Broadway, hbt far above what is noW Franklin square. A crowd had gathered, many of whom afterward bore witness to the noble MONUMENT OF HALE, .In the darkest hour of our country's struggle for liberty, this self-devoted hero—inspired with fervid patriotism and eager to render service to his country—laid down his young life, a sacrifice to the cause of American liberty. The days and weeks that followed that memorable Fourth of July in 177C were dark indeed for the struggling colonists. Determined to crush with one effort .the insurrection in her American colonies, Great Britain sent that summer a larger force than any which had before landed upon our shores. You know the story of the disastrous tattle upon Long Island—where the few thousand ill-clothed, undisciplined provincial troops faced a splendidly equipped army, many regiments of which were veterans, The raw American troops, despite their courage and ' heroism, were no match for the trained and skilled soldiery of Great Britain; and even General Washington, undemonstrative and reserved as he was, Js said to have wrung his hands in anguish upon seeing his troops defeated and driven back, he being powerless t.o aid them. After the disastrous Battle of Long Island, Washington sorely needed information of the strength and probable movements of the powerful enemy. He deemed It necessary that some skilled BOldier should go, as a spy, within the British lines, and procure for him the , knowledge so much desired, that he might be "warned in ample time," Captain Nathan Hale, a brilliant young officer belonging to "Knowlton's gangers," calmly decided it was his ^luty to undertake the enterprise upon ' which the fate of the dejected little army seemed to depend. His friends OP from his usefu}, * was his Jo foe . resented, a* & volunteer every ga^erjng of largest kjjvl pf Interest Jn She cultivation of. bearing of the young hero, and to the barbarity with which he was treated by the provost marshal. This official said: "The rebels shall never know they have .a man who can die with such firmness." As Hale was about to ascend the fatal scaffold, he stood a moment looking upon the detachment" of British soldiers, and the crowd standing about; and the words that came from. his loyal young heart in that supreme moment will never die: "I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country." It is not known in what spot his body •was laid, but the bones of the young patriot crumbled to dust in the heart of the great metropolis of the republic he helped .to found. So long as the love of country is cherished, and devotion to the cause of liberty is remembered, so long will the name of Nathan Hale shine with pure and undlmmed luster. _ Th« Sentiment of Patriotism. S the season comes around the spirit of '76 takes possession of the youngsters, and fire crackers and torpedoes are the deljght of the childish heart. It is a wise parent and teacher who improves the opportunity to impress upon the minds of children the importance of cultivating a spirit of patriotism and love of country, Many youngsters burn powder for years without having the remotest idea of the true meaning of the annual celebration. The day is to them one of unalloyed delight, because it means a holiday, a good time, plenty of noise, in which the average child seems to revel, and an abundance of good things to eat and drink. But the sentiment of patriot-, ism means a great deal more than this, and there should be no opportunity lost to impress this upon the mind of childhood. It is just as easy to associate Fourth of July and fire crackers with pure and, unadulterated patriotism as wjth picnics and lemonade. The declaration, pf Independence js by no means beyond the comprehension of the aver* age child, and this, with patriotic music in great variety, should be part of the program for children as well as adults. Much has been 4one during the last few years to impress school children with respect for the flag and our American institutions generally, and the iine- upon4itie»and T precept T upon * precept theory, while* exceedingly .useful, is muph roorp strongly emphasised by prpper ebgeyyanee of a day that com- memoratej? the events ot which- the flag is the emblem- Jt is sometimes hard work; ,ao«J § gQod deal of expense, espe? sm.aU and not well-to-dp P om? p, get up * Fwth of July t« LASf tip" — fie a &*a£s batting, a MaMe A*itoifi6tt<>, A ttoAn of Arc— to the .hme 23, 18&&. — In his sermon for today, ftev. l>r. 'Talmage, Who 16 ftow oh his summer western tour, has chosen a subject that must awaken the sympathies of all lovers of humanity, vf*.: "Sisters of Chart* ty." The text selected was: Acts 9: 30; "This woman was full of good works and almsdeeds which she did." Starting now where I left off last Sabbath in reciting woman's opportunities, I have to say that Woman has the special and superlative right of blessing and comforting the sick. What land, what street, what house, has not felt the smitlngs of disease? Tens of thousands of sickbeds! What shall ,We do with them? Shall man, with hl& rough hand and heavy foot, and Impatient bearing, minister? No. He cannot soothe the pain. He Cannot quiet the nerves. He knows not where to set the light. His hand Is not steady enough to pour out the drops. He Is not wakeful enough to be a watclier. The Lord God sent Miss Dlx Into the Virginia hospitals, and the Maid of Saragossa to appease the wounds of the battle-field, has equipped wife, mother, and daughter for this delicate but tremendous mission. You have known men who have despised woman, but the moment disease fell upon them they did not send, for their friends at the bank, or their partner in business, or their worldly associates; their first cry was: "Take me to my wife." The dissipated young man at the college scoffs at the idea of being under home Influences; but at the first blast of the typhoid fever on his cheek he says: "Where is mother?" Walter Scott : wrote partly In satire and partly In compliment when he said: "O woman, In our hour of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou." I think the most pathetic passage in all the Bible is the description of the lad who went out to the harvest-field of Shunem and got sunstruck—throwing his hands on his temples and crying out: "O, my head! my head!" and 'they said: "Carry him to his mother." And then the record is: "He sat on her knees till noon, and then died." It is an awful thing to be 111 away from home in a strange'hotel, once In a while men coming to look at you, holding their hand over their mouth for fear that they will catch the contagion. How roughly they turn you in bed! How loudly they talk! How you long for the ministries of home! I knew one such who went away from one of the brightest of homes for several weeks' business absence at the West. A telegram came at midnight that he was on his death-bed, far away from home. By express train the wife and daughters went westward; but they went too late. He feared not to die; but he was In an agony to live until his family got there. He tried to bribe the doctor to make him live a little while longer. He said: "I am willing to die, but not alone." But the pulse fluttered, the eyes closed, and the heart stopped. The express trains met In the midnight; wife and daughters going westward—lifeless remains of husband and father coming eastward. O, it waa a sad, pitiful, overwhelming spectacle! When we are sick we want to be sick at home. When the time comes for us to die we want to die at home. The room may be very humble, and the faces that look into ours may be very plain, but who cares for that? Loving .hands to bathe the temples. Loving voices t'o speak good cheer. Loving lips to read the comforting promises of Jesus. In our las.t dreadful war men cast the cannon; men fashioned the musketry; men cried to the hosts, "Forward, march!" men hurled their battalions on the sharp edges .of the enemy, crying: "Charge! charge!" but woman scraped the lint; woman administered the cordials; woman watched by the dying couch; woman wrote the last message to the home circle; woman wept at the solitary burial attended by herself and four men with a spade. We greeted the general home with brass bands and triumphal arches, and wild huzzas; but the story Is too good to be written anywhere, save in the chronicles of heaven, of Mrs. Brady, who came down among the sick in the swamps of the Chlcka- homlny; of Annie Ross, in the cooper- shop hospital; of Margaret Breckinridge, who came to men who had been for weeks with their wounds undressed —some of them frozen to the ground; and when she turned them over, those that had an arm left, waved it and filled the air with their "hurrah!"r^of Jvlrs, Hodge, who came from Chicago with blankets and with pillows, until the men shouted: "Three cheers for the Christian Commission! God bless the women at home;" then sitting down.to take the last message: "Tell my wife not to fret about me, but to meet me In heaven; tell her to train up the boys whom we haye loved so well; tell her to bear my loss like the Christian wifo of a Christian soldier;" and of Mrs. SheHon, Into whose face the convalesr cent soldier looked and said: "Your grapes and cologne cured me." Men did their work with shot and shell, and carbine and howitzer; women did their work with socks, and slippers, and bandages, and warm drinks, and Scripture texts, and gentle stroklngs of the hot temples, and stories of that land where they never have any pain, RJep knelt down over the wounded, a^d said: "On wJMph s|de did you fight?" Women Jsnelt down over the wounded and said: "Where are you hurt? What nice thing can I make for you to eat? What makes you cry?" Tonight, whll$ we n,ien are sound asleep in our beds, there wlj) be a light in yonder loft; there will be groaning in tnat dark alley; there will be cries of distress in that cellar. Men wl}J sleep, an<J women will watch, A#ain, woman has a superlative right tp tafee care of,ih§ poor. There are huu- dreds, an4 thousands of them in all our Piiie,s, There is a WwJ of work that men sanaoj 4o for ti^ $?#^ # e «'e comes % group* of UtUf barefogt eJU}4ren jto ' S^^ that little girl a tiffed Which of these hanas could fit a hat to Wat little girl's heM? Which of the Mse fneh frottld kfto* ftow t6 tie on that new part- of ahtfes? kan sometimes gives his charity fn a rough way, find it falls like the ttM.it of a tree iri the feast, which fruit cotnes ddwitso heavily that t£ breaks the skull of the inan Who Is trying to gather-It. But WoWan glided so Softly Into the house of destu tutlon, and ftttd3 out all the sorrows of the place, and puts So quietly the donation on the table, that all the family come out on the froht Steps as she departs, efcpectlhg that from under her shawl she will thrust out two wings and go right up toward heaven, from' whence she seems to have come down. Oh,, Christian young woman! If you would make yourself happy and Win the blessing of Christ, go oUt among the destitute. A loaf of bread or a bundle of socks may make a homely load t0 carry; but the angels of God Will come out to watch, and the Lord Almighty will give his messenger hosts a charge, saying: "Look after that Woman. Canopy her with your wings and shelter her from all harm;" and while you are seated lh the hbuse of destitution and suffering, the little ones around the room will whisper: "Who Is she? Ain't she beautiful?" and If you listen right sharply you will hear dripping down the leaky roof, and rolling over the rotten stairs, the angel chant that shook Bethlehem: "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will to men." Can you tell me why a Christian woman, going down among the haunts of iniquity on a Christian errand, never meets with any indignity? I stood In the chapel of Helen Chalmers, the daughter of the celebrated Dr. Chalmers, In the most abandoned part of the city of Edinburgh; and I said to her as I looked around upon the fearful surroundings of that place: "Do you come here nights to hold service?" "Oh, yes," she said. "Can it be possible .that you never meet with an insult while performing this Christian errand?" "Never," she said — "never." That young woman who has her father by her side walking down the street, an armed policeman at each corner of the street, is not so well defended as that Christian who goes forth on Gospel, Work Into the haunts of iniquity, carry- Ing the Bibles and bread. God, with the right' arm of his wrath omnipotent, would tear to pieces anyone who should offer Indignity. He would smite him with lightnings, and drown him with floods, and swallow htm with earthquakes, and damn him with eternal In- dignations. Someone said: "I dlsllko very much to see that Christian woman teaching those bad boys In the mission school. I am afraid to have her Instruct them." "So," said another man, "I a.m afraid, too." Said the first: "I aix afraid they will use vile language before they leave the place." "Ah," said the other man, "I am notiafraid of that. What I am afraid of is, that if any of those boys should use a bad word in that presence, the other boys would tear him to pieces and kill him on the spot." That woman is the best sheltered who is sheltered by Omnipotence, and it is always safe to go where God tells you to go. It seems as If the Lord had ordained woman for an especial work in the solicitation of charities. Backed up by barrels in which there is no flour, and by stoves in which there is no fire, and wardrobes in which there are no clothes, a woman Is irresistible; passing on her errand, God says to her: "You. go Into that bank, or store, or shop, and ;get the money." She goes in and gets it. The man is hard-fisted, but she gets it. She could not help but get It. It is decreed from eternity she should get it. No need of your turning your back and pretending you don't hear; you do hear. There is no need of your saying you are begged to death. There Is no need of your wasting your time, and you might as well submit first as last. You had better right away take down your check-book, mark the number of the check, fill .Up the blank, sign your name and hand it to her. There is no need o£ wasting time. Those poor children on the.back street have been hungry long enough. That sick man must have some farina. That consumptive must have something to ease his cough. I meet this delegate of a relief society coming out of the store of such a hard-fisted man, and I say, "Did you get the money?" "Of course," she says; "I got the money; that's what I went for, The Lord told me to go in and get it, and he never sends me on a fool's errand." Again: I have to tell you that it is woman's specific right to comfort under the stress of dire disaster. She is called the weaker vessel; but all profane as well as sacred history attests that when the crisis comes she is better prepared than man to meet the emergency. How often you have seen a woman who seemed to be a disciple of frivolity and indolence, who, under one stroke of calamity, changed to a heroine. Oh, wha't a great mistake those business men make who never tell their business troubles to their wives. There comes some great loss to their store, or some of their companions in business play them a sad trick, and they carry the burden all alone. He is asked in the household again and again: "What Is the matter?" but he believes It a sort of Christian duty to keep all that trouble within his own soul. Oh, sir! your first duty was to tell your wife all about it. She, perhaps, might not have disentangled your finances, or extended your credit, but she would have helped you to bear misfortune. You have no right to carry on one shoulder that which is intended for two. There are business men who know what I mean. There comes a crisis in your affairs. You struggle bravely and long; but after a while there comes a day when you say: "Here I shall have to stop," and you call in your partners, and you call in the most prominent men In your employ, and you say: "We have to stop." You leave the store suddenly. Yo« can scarcely make ujp your wind to .pass through the street and over on the bridge or oa the ferryrboat. you feel everybody will be looking at you, and blaming you, and denouncing you. You hasten home, YOU tell your wife an about the affair- What does sht> say? Poes She play the butterfly? po.es she talfe about the silks, and tljo rlU- bqns, and the fashions? 'N,o. She' comes up to, the emergency. She qwlja not under tUe stroke. She helps you to begin to plan right away. She offers to go put of the comfpr,fab}e house jn.to . „ ,.. PAS, $M wear ths oJ4 .. _ aijftttier. winter,, gfte is ana wh» »Qa^r ? ^wtoj?-" '" "•'"' "' ' y-ofl Uf5; but While you look at tfiftt Stta there c'otnes Info tfte feeble ttitrscieS bf it the strength of the eternal Godt *To chiding. No fretting. No teTllhs yoii about the^ fceatltlful hotise of h6f father, from which you brought her, ten, twenty, or thirty tears ago. ¥oU say: "Well, this Is the happiest day of my life. l,am glad I have got from under my burden. My Wife don't care —1 don't care." At the moment you Were utterly exhausted, God sent a .bebordh tb meet the host of the Amale* kites, and scatter them like chaff over the plain. There are Sometimes women who sit reading Sentimental novels, and Who wish that they had softie grand field in Which to display their Christian powers. Oh, what grand ahd glorioud things they could do If they only had an opportunity! My sister, you heed not wait for any such time. A crisis Will come In your affairs. There will be a Thermopylae In your own household, where God will tell you to stand, f There are hundreds of households* where as much courage is demanded of woman as Was exhibited by Grace Darling, or Marie Antoinette, or Joan of Arc. Woman Is further endowed to bring us into the kingdom of heaven. It Is' easier for a woman to be a Christian than for a man. Why? You say she Is weaker. No. Her heart Is more responsive to the pleading of divine love. The fact that she can more easily become a Christian, I prove by the statement that three-fourths of the members of the churches In all Christendom are women. So God appoints them to be the chief agencies for bringing this world back to God. The greatest sermons are not preached on celebrated platforms; they are preached with an audience of two or three and In private home-life. A patient, loving, Christian demeanor In the presence of transgression, In the presence of hardness, In the presence of obduracy and crime, is an argument from the force of which no man can escape. Lastly, one of the specific rights of woman is, through the grace of Christ, finally to reach heaven. Oh, what a multitude of women in heaven! Mary, Christ's mother, 'in heaven; Elizabeth Fry In heaven; Charlotte Elizabeth In heaven; the mother of Augustine In heaven; the Countess of Huntingdon— who sold her-'splendid jewels to. build chapels—In heaven; while a great many others who have never been heard of on earth, or known but little, have gone to the rest and peace of heaven. What a rest! What a change it was from the small room, with no fire and one window, the glass broken out, and the aching side and worn-out eyes, to the "house of many mansions!" No more stitching until 12 o'clock at night, no more thrusting of the thumb by the employer through the work to show that It was not done quite right. Plenty of bread at last. Heaven for aching heads. Heaven for broken hearts. Heaven for anguish-bitten frames. No more sitting up until midnight for the coming of staggering .steps. No more rough blows across the temples. No more sharp, lcee», bitter curses. Some of you will have no rest in this world. It will be toil, and struggle, and suffering all the way up. You will have to stand at your door fighting back the wolf with your own hand,, red with carnage. But God has a crown for you. I want you to realize that he is now making it, and whenever you weep a tear, he sets another gem in that crown, until, after awhile, in all the tiara there will be-no room for another splendor, and God will say to his angel: "The crown is done; let her up that she may wear it." And as the Lord of Righteousness puts the crown upon your brow, angel will cry to angel, "Who is she?" and Christ will say: "I will tell you who she is. She is the one that came up out of great tribulation, and had her robe washed and ma.de white in the blood of the Lamb." And then God will spread a banquet, and he will Invite all the principalities of heaven to sit at the feast; and the tables will blush with the best clusters from the vineyards of God, and crimson with the twelve manner of fruits from the Tree of Life, and waters from the fountain of the rock'will flash from the golden tankards; and the old .harpers of heaven will sit there,, making music with their harps; and Christ will point you out, amid the celebrities of heaven, saying: "She 'suffered . with me on earth, now we are going to be glorified together." And the banqueters, no longer able to hold their peace, will • break forth with congratulation: "Hall! Hall!" And there will be handwritings on the wall—not such as struck the Persian noblemen with horror, but with fire-tipped fingers, writing in blazing capitals of light and love and victory; "God has wiped away all tears from all .faces." Figs ana Thistles. Faith without works is a sign over the door of an empty shop. By seeing how we treat men, angels can tell how much we love God. The less gospel there Is in the sermon the easier it is to fill the church. No man was ever stoned for his piety whose religion was all Jn his head. All other eyes are full of beams to the man who has a mote In his own eye. God certainly loves sunshine, or he wouldn't have made so much of it, It is hard to believe that sin well dressed is the same as sin rolling in the gutter. AH some people want faith fop Is to. go into the business of moving mown* tains. The world has often got rid of God's man, but it has never got rid of God's truth. The preacher who never smiles will some day find out why his sermons didn't weigh more.—Ram's Horn, Jfot ju the N|np persons out of ten, If asked where the expression, "Qod tempers the wind to the shorn lamb," can be found, will answer, "In the 'bible." But they will be mistaken. 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