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"The life of a is not a bed of roses by any means. A few days ago a scene was enacted the heart of Africa, the mere remembrance of which makes my blood run cold. A band of cannibals were dancing round a large preparing to boil poor Eddie Barber, who risked his life to save their He appeared utterly oblivious of their horrible preparations, and preached away as unconcernedly as if there were no such things as cannibals and boiling pots. His wonderful composure was not at all surprising, for he always was a remarkably self-possessed young man. As the thrilling words of "predestination ., rang through the jungle the stern features of the cannibal chief began to then a look of wonder flitted over face and at last transfigured with awe and respect he fell at the missionary's feet. By his flow of eloquence Eddie overcame the savage nature and saved his life. If his success continues as it has begun he will be regarded as a great bene- factor." "If Ca-lia Harris would only mend her ways and settle down she would make a charming housekeeper, but like a ship. without a rudder she wanders over the globe seeking in vain her lost "lobster.' To be sure there are just as good lobsters in the sea as ever were caught, but she does not think so. She is a great traveller, and is quite familiar with both conti- nents. However, she seems to prefer the countries that border on the sea, and spends most of her time on the sea coast. Although Crisfield is not noted for its lobsters, yet 1 think if she were to go there she might find the lobster she is looking for." The old man chuckled to himself, and then went on: "When a man grows too lazy to do anything that requires amount of labor, then it is that he imagines he has a 'call' to preach. He the Methodist Conference and gets a charge, not always to keep, however. That is what most of them do, but such is not the case with Frank Krauss. The gift of preaching was born in him, at least the gift of holding people's atten- -+ 64-)--