John Nagle's philosophy . but the child ofuntutored mind readily refers the inexplic-able to one of the Manitous, and here is amanifestation of power which fills him withdread, and he flies from the wrath which seemsto threaten him. Poor savage! the hills nolonger afford you refuge, and soon your racemust seek an asylum in the bosom of thatGod whom you worship here in visible are doomed. The log cabin of the whiteman is planted in the shadows of the frowningmountains of Montana and his herds graze inthe valleys where the Buffaloes once cropped thesear grass. There is no place too ble
John Nagle's philosophy . but the child ofuntutored mind readily refers the inexplic-able to one of the Manitous, and here is amanifestation of power which fills him withdread, and he flies from the wrath which seemsto threaten him. Poor savage! the hills nolonger afford you refuge, and soon your racemust seek an asylum in the bosom of thatGod whom you worship here in visible are doomed. The log cabin of the whiteman is planted in the shadows of the frowningmountains of Montana and his herds graze inthe valleys where the Buffaloes once cropped thesear grass. There is no place too bleak, tooforbidding, too far removed from everythingwhich gives life value, for the man who iswilling to make Montana his home. Hemight make his home on the sterile lava bedsand find improvement in the change. In set- tling in Montana he has reached the acme ofdreariness, cheerlessness, and hardship. Death,can have no terrors for him as it brings release,and the future can have nothing in store fromwhich a soul can THE POWER OF LOVE. There is no higher force than love. It hasinspired the lovers of humanity in all ages andcountries. The love of country has causedthe patriot to leave his blood-stained footprintson the sands and snows of a thousand love of home and family causes the hardhands of the toiler to struggle for the neces-saries of life. The love of humanity produc-ed the sacrifices of the Howards. The loveof truth sustained the constancy of the martyrsof science and liberty, and causes the privationsand sacrifices of the explorer who faces deathamid arctic snows and cold and ice. Yes, allthe tears that have been shed, all the prayersthat have been offered, all the kisses given bythe rosy lips of health to the ashen face ofdeath, all the fond hopes expressed amid cloudsand mists, have sprung from the great fountainof human affection, love. A COUNTRY BOYS SUNDAY. There is a genuine pleasure in that day-dream which brings up visions of green woods,the coo
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