feature of it. With civilization the necessity for public revenue begins, and as it advances, as the population grows, roads, schools, etc., having to be maintained, this necessity ever increases. Now there should be some way of supplying this want without doing anyone injustice, and there is. Every product of labor is cheaper to-day than twenty years ago, but where people have concentrated land values have enormously increased. Every new railroad or park adds to the value of land and by our system we provide for the growing expense by the increasing population itself. The necessity brings and creates its own solution. It is an outrage for men to be unable to find work here in our country where there is so much to be done.

Our motto might read like this:

Land values we take. Personal property we exempt. Monopolies we abolish.

J. WILLIAMS THORNE: I thank the gentleman for his excellent address, and it has much sound sense in it, but I think we may reach the same conclusion by another route. My idea is that Congress should pass a law giving us money at 2 per cent. and using this to run the government. This would at once kill the "bulls and bears." No man or corporation of men could then monopolize money, because they could not possibly compete with the government, it being a stronger corporation than any monopoly can possibly be. The hour for adjournment having arrived the meeting listened to a duet by MISS MENDENHALL and CHAS. SWAYNE and adjourned until 10.30 the next morning.

FIRST-DAY.-Morning Session.

The usual annual service was held, conducted by Mr. Hinckley. The subject of his discourse was "The Relation of Evolution to Human Thought."

FIRST-DAY.-Afternoon Session.

The noon recess was as usual most agreeably passed in lunching and conversing under the trees around the Meeting House. There were a number of new arrivals during this

time too, and the house was very comfortably filled when the session convened shortly after two o'clock. The audience joined in singing the hymn:

"The waves unbuild the wasting shore,

Where mountains towered, the billows sweep.'

The following testimony on Religion was then read by Henry S. Kent.

TESTIMONY ON RELIGION.

Pure and undefiled religion before God and the Father is this, to visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world. It is not only doing, it is being, not only action, it is motive, not only illustration, not only duty, it is aspiration.

Creeds, dogmas, rituals, churches are no part of it. It is not complex, but simple, it is not an accomplishment to be exhibited on occasion, it is a perennial, upspringing fountain of spiritual life from which must flow a constant stream of service to humanity. It is the air of Heaven without which we cannot for one moment, truly live. It is the perfection and charm of character, the greatest thing and the loveliest thing in the world, being love itself. Whoever attains to it will be constantly impelled, not merely from a sense of duty, but rather from a sense of pleasure to reach out the helping hand to all who suffer and need, and will delight especially in labor to remove the causes of ignorance, degradation and suffering."

THE CHAIRMAN: We shall all agree that this is a most fitting text for the afternoon sermon and Rev. Henrietta G. Moore will speak to us upon it.

MISS MOORE: I will take the testimony as my text in a general way, but more particularly I take a description of the building of the Temple of Solomon. We read of this great Temple, its immensity, its beauty, its three thousand six hundred overseers, its forty thousand workmen who were for seven years employed upon it, and without sound of hammer or iron tool used.

Our inner souls are developed noiselessly too, and the silent architect is God. Under him the overseers are constant

ly working without sound of hammer or chisel. The Kingdom of God is being set up within us, and we are told this comes without observation, and we are continually growing older and older. Just as the coral insects in the ocean, build their islands in secret and silence, so the unseen forces are building our temples moral, and our temples spiritual, and they will build them beautifully too, and noiselessly, for God always works without noise.

Without any noise there is system, harmony, correspondence in all the beings God has created. He did not accidentally collect the atoms of which man is made, all his construction is by system, law and rule. What a good thing to have the spiritual building begin in early years, and it will be so if the children are kept under the right influences, and how important to bring these influences around our children. I know a girl in Ohio whose faith and works illustrate this so beautifully. She has taken up and is always engaged in some kind of missionary work. Her mother was a Catholic and she was raised in that church, but when the grander truth came to her, it expanded her spirit, and quickened her awakened soul. The value of such a girl in a family is more than any money can bring. It is best to bring God into the home in the earliest years that His influence may ever surround our children. I once saw a most pitiful sight in a jail in Colorado. Quivering with palsy, with uncombed hair, and a most pitiful expression was a man condemned to die. He had been only a few weeks before an esteemed citizen, but his love of money had brought him to this condition. The proper influences did not surround his early life or he could not have come to this.

The hammer and axe had been used in constructing this Temple if they were not heard. In the forests of Lebanon the axes were used. There was the hewing done, the rafters fitted for the Temple.

Our spiritual Temples are hewn and fitted in all sorts of ways and under many conditions. It is well when sorrow comes to us. This sorrow which is preparing us for a higher life and shaping our moral and spiritual destinies. When we

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see the vacant places at the table and the folded clothes which will not again be worn we wonder what it can all be for, but there are worse sorrows than these. Treacherous friends, loved ones who have strayed from the paths of virtue are far more pitiful than death, which is only the doorway to a higher life. It requires all these things for the building of the perfect Temple of the Soul. The work is not all being done by God either. It is done by God and ourselves. There is no life here or in the future without activity, there is no development without it. The work for God's human kind is not the same for each of Whatever is of duty is of God, and therefore holy. Going to church, helping the poor is right, and therefore holy. The old fence which has so long divided the world into sectarian fields is fast falling down, and it should never have been built. Duty is holy and was given us by God. May we understand it and do it as it comes. All the reforms which have been instituted will never be realized until we, God's tools, are more perfected ourselves.. Horace Mann who came to my own State of Ohio, said there to a class of men and women: "The United States are mighty, not almighty, and there never can be a Christian government until there are Christian men and women." When we come to this perfection of Godlike character, this high plane of spiritual truth and living, then will we make this world the place it ought to be.

I heard an elderly lady say at noon to-day that she felt she was growing old, and in a regretful way seemed to think she was behind the times. God help us not to grow old. Our years are short here, and we should make the best of life. Chaucer at sixty had but begun the Canterbury Tales, and Goethe completed Faust after he was eighty. Age is opportunity as much as is youth, except in another dress. May we do our best as our days grow less and less so that we will grow younger and younger; may we go out into the world thinking it is our duty to make lives stronger and better around us, and to develop ourselves and our characters. Let us arise and go forth to build up these Temples of the Soul and Character. May this be the burden of work in the days to

come, to go upward, heavenward, and toward God, then will all these reforms be perfected. I believe the truth will yet be established on earth. We will come to a grander realization of true manhood and true womanhood. I am reminded of F. Gordon MacLeod's Hymn to the Heart in which there is enough truth to move us and for us to accept.

A HYMN OF THE HEART.

The right is right, and man is man, whate'er the scoffers say,
And wrong is wrong and right is might, and right shall win the day.
Uplift your hearts, ye toilers, that sweat in fire and pain,

A hand of Love will smite the gloom and mercy drop like rain.
The fight is stiff and faith is hard, the air with evil rife,
But angel's faces come and go between the lulls of strife.
Unfurl the flag and face the foe, and you shall hear ere long
The broadsides of God's thunder against the gates of wrong.
The truth is truth and Christ is Christ, and he has overcome,
The eye can see from mountain steep his bright millenium.
The wrong shall wane and ruth must cease, and self and mammon die.
While Love holds sway through all the world beneath the broad blue sky.
The night is long, the darkness thick, and millions yet are slaves,
And hearts in pain look up to him that heaped the Red sea waves;
But o'er the plains where wronged and weak and bleeding feet have trod,
Behind the fire tipt hills keep watch the sleepless eyes of God.

O Christ of God, O Heart of Love, that throbbed in Galilee,
The brighter age, the sweeter day, thy bridal is to be ;

Though hope is low and creeds are weak, and eyes with tears grow dim,
Beyond the mists of doubt there stand the embattled seraphim.
The storm is high, the battle fierce, but soon the true and good
Must link the sundered lands of earth in glorious brotherhood;
The ranks of war, the hosts of sin, the tyrant's glittering sword
Shall flee like chaff at winnowing in glances of the Lord.
The height is far, the path is thorned, the glory is not yet.
And myriads yearn to see the face last seen on Olivet ;

But through the night of grief and fear the gladdening cry shall ring :
"Make way for Love, for Truth, for God! Make way! the King! the
King!"

F. GORDON MACLEOD.

The question was then placed before the meeting. HENRY S. KENT: It is proposed that this testimony be adopted or rejected as the sentiment of this meeting.