Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-12-21

peasant women that heavenly messages
came? See revelation eliminate in Eliza
beth and Mary. the mothers of John the
Baptist and Jesus. Think how much filter
that it should be so-that they to whom
the word of God comes-should be women
bred in the dignity of a natural life and
familiarity with the large ways of the
earth: women Of simple and few wants,
without distraction and with time for re-
fection-compelled to reflection, indeed,
from the enduring presence of an unsul-
lied consciousness: for wherever there is
humble. thoughtful nature, into that
| nature the divine consciousness-that is.
the Spirit of God-passes as into its own
place. Holy women are to be found ev-
erywhere, but the prophecies is not SO
likely to be found in the city as in the
hill country. George Macdonald.
"A great deal is being said in these days
about the oppression of Christmas shop
ping and Christmas giving. In view of
George MacDonalds words, perhaps we
need to stop and think in the midst of
our rush to get our list of gifts made out.
in our own souls on Christmas day, and
before. Then our gifts, though they may
be simpler. will carry more of the bless
ing and the true Christmas spirit with
them. We are living in fast times. when
one must hustle from one thing to an
other to keep up with the procession.
Time for reflection would make us see
that the quiet woman who lives above all
this ambition and stir. and lives near to
God is the one upon whom God sends
the Christmas blessing in the person of
the Christ as an intimate companion.
ION Christmas day we see Jesus in the
manager We adore Him; we worship
Him; we glorify Him. We stand OPP
pressed before such love-a love stronger
than -death-a love so strong that 1t did
die that we might live. We thank Thee
for the sweetness of human love, but
L hou do RI i,,l
that such love was in the heart of God
for us! We look on nature, and see Thy
beauty and Thy majesty. but we are
afraid, for we have sinned. And then we
bone of our bone, flesh of our flesh, and
before such inconceivable love we can
only worship and adore. We are so
weary Of our failures and our slow
growth toward Thee. Cleanse us deeply
from sin strengthen our moral purposes. =
A Prayer on Christmas Day, by Maltbie
d. Babcock.
MANY strange Christmas days have
/ seen, but that wild Black Rock
Christmas stands out strangest of ALL
While was reveling in my delicious
second morning sleep Mr.. Craig came
abruptly announcing breakfast, and
adding: Hope you are in good shape.
for we have our work before us this
day. Last Christmas this town
was for two weeks, as one or the min
ers said, "a little suburb of hell" 1t
was something too awful. And at the
end Of it all one young fellow was
found dead in his shack. and twenty or
more crawled back to the camps leav-
ing their three months pay with Slavin
and his suckers. - The critical
moments will be before and after din
ner, and then again after the sports
are over. The first two crises must be
left to the care of Punch and Judy, and
as for the last am not yet sure what
shall be done; but saw he had
something in his head, for he added: Il
shall see Mrs. Mavor Who is
Mrs. Mavor? I demanded. of Graeme.
Mrs. Mavor? The miners guardian
angel We laid him in large
room at the back of the shop, over
which Mrs. Mavor lived. Together we
dressed the wound, her firm white fin
gers skillful as If with long training
Before the dressing was I'm