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Samoa Times and South Sea Gazette, Issue 9, 1 December 1877, Page 3

In a camp Meeting in New York a Woman related her experience in giving up certain articles of ornament ami gay Attire that shched loved, She said that at Ifirst she resolved to wear no more artificial flowers, gay colored ribbons, handsome silks, var ornaments, nor brooches; but Ono Idol remained. It was her wedding ring. At last she resolved to throw this away, too, and when she did it the blessing of sanctifieation Came.

U ilthndist eaSZ As she stood in the audience, relating the great clmngv that had come over her, she displayed an immense mass of false hair wound up on the back of her head, upon which was mounted a top-knot of a hat, neither protection from sun or cold, nor ornamental to be.hold. She disclased beneath a half cast-off shawl a corseted waist, which was reduced to such diminutive proportions ».- to appear painfully [abnormal. She supported paddings, puttings, pannier, and nit-bock, and a dress skirt sadly beddrabbled to a depth of several inches which it dragged upon the ground. As she sat down after her testimony and an exhortation to erring sisters to renounce all pimp and glory of the world, she plied her fan and panted very like a ball-room belle who had waltzed toe long, and was dressed too tightly to breathe with ease. When at the close of the meeting the woman walked away, she had a parasol, a fan, and a hymn book to hold in one hand, and the other xVtbjb employed in gathering and holding the front breadth of her skirts high enough to enable Iter to step, while the limit of her mincing gait was determined by her contracted pin-back, .and stilted boot-Wis. And *,w-*y she went, a sanctified woman."

| Professor Tahnage, in a late sermon, addressed to newspaper men specially, says:—" One of the great trials of the newspaper profession is the fact that they are compelled to see more of the shams of the world than any other profession. Through every newspaper office, day by day, go the weaknesses of the world, the vanities that want to be purled, the revenges tlrat wanted to be wreaked, all the mistakes that want to be corrected, all the dull speakers who want to be thought eloquent, all the meanness that wants to get its Wares noticed gratis in the editorial columns in order to save the tax of the advertising columns, all the men who want to be set right who ever were wrong, all the crack-brained philosophers, with story as long as their hair, and as gloomy as their finger nails in mourning, because bereft of soap; all the itinerant bores who come to stay five minutes and 3top an henr. From the editorial and reportoriai rooms, ail the follies and shafras of the world are seen day by day, and the temptation is to believe neither in God, man. or woman. It is no surprise to me that in your profession then: are some sceptical men. I only wonder that you believe anything. Unless an editor or reporter have in his present or his early home a model of earnest character, or he throws himself i upon the upholding grace of God, he must make temporal and eternal shipwreck."