EDUCATION
Is
The First Stop
Being Someb.odv
Doing Something
Helping Someone
Getting Somewhere
Kriij'i
The Chancel Window
Anne S. Deas
Long ago a traveler was journey,
ing through a certain land. At each
turn of the road scenery of great
jbeauty burst upon his view; in each
city where he stepped the magnifi.
s cence of the buildings filled him-with
wonder. But what seemed strange
to him was that though surrounded
'fey all this beauty and grandeur, the
people were always speaking of some
’ thing more begutiful and more grand.
In the cities, if he praised the glori.
' ous dine of exquisite proportions
'■ *' of some marble or granite structure,
the answer was:
i‘" "It :s very fine—but you should
! see the great Cathedral and its eas_
• tern window.”
If, in the villages, he pointed out
.. som^ distant mountain range with
•• -snowy summits transfigured by the
v £low of sunset, the reply was:
“Yes, it is lovely; but if you seek
j!; . -beauty, you should see the chancel
window of the great Cathedral.”
, ; At last his wapderings led him to
i;■ >iij;;a city that lay in the very heart of
the,country. And in the very heart
, of -tfre city stood the gre’at Cathedral.
JJe hurried there, and found a colos.
,;j r , sal pile, rising heavenward to a diz.
,,u, ;..zy height, and of architecture so per.
n ,fect as well to deserve the definition
“frozen music.” Quickly he walk.
,, ...,,.ed around the building to the eastern
,,,i g end.. There was the window, won.
}. -derful in its size, faultless in its
. .proportions^ lovely in its sculptured
tracery—but dull, dead, opaque, neiL
,, , ,ther shining from the light within
, nor reflecting the light without. He
turned away with a heavy heart.
r He could not keep from mention.
Jng his disappointment to the first
.. ; person he met on his leturn to the
n ; inP.
, "OIl you canmot judge of it from
the outside,” was the reply. "You
must cee it from within.”
In the cool of the evening Me set
•ut again towards the Cathedral, for,
In spite of his disappointment, it
, . drew him strangely . His heart leapt
as he reached the grand portal, for
it stood wide open, a flood of light
and. music poured forth, and throngs
of people Were ascending the steps.
Now, he should see this matchless
window!—and with A beating heart
he’followed the crowd. At first he
was dazed by (he brilliance of the
Tights and the magnificence of the
’ interior; then he lifted his eyes rev
erently towards the great window
opposite which be felt rather thatn
.' 11 'paw soaring high above chancel and
, ! ' «hoir. Alas! There was no light in it!
sculptured frame.work rose in
{i' perfect grace and loveliness, but the
"window itself was dull and dead!—
tl!; ‘ m'ore dull than it had seemed in the
light' of noon, ten times more dead
'on account of the beauty and hril.
■ ’ v liancy which lay around and below
iif; ' ft.
1' A mysterious despair seized him.
* ' “Is this what they call perfect
beauty?” he groaned—and made his
way out into the darkness.
"" 1 Next morning he awoke with a
strange feeling of sadness and loss.
1 Thpn he recalled his disappotintment
' ' of the night before, and smiled—a
bitter smile, with no joy or hope in
it. B|ut the Cathedral drew him, as it
had drawn him the day before; and
he arose and went hither.
By this time the sun was well on
itg upward path^ and in its light the
window looked like the embodiment
of despair and failure. And despair
seized on him also, for suddenly t^ere
YOUTHS
CORNER
seemed to him no beauty in all the
land comparable with the beauty that
Should have been in this window—
and was not.
“What do you seek, O stranger?”
asked a tremulous voice; and, start.
ing? he saw beside him an old man
whose white hair shone like a crown
of silver.
“I seek what is not here/’ the
traveler answered bitterly. “I seek
the beauty of this vaunted window
—and I think it has turned 017 heart
to stone.”
“There is no beauty in it seen thus,
my son> You must come and view
it from within.”
“I saw it from within last night, '
returned the traveler “ and there
• ’
was neither light nor beauty in it.
“Because the light was all from
within,” said the old man. “There
could be no beauty in it, so come
with me now.”
He led the traveler through a side
door and across the transept into the
nave. Humbly and half despairingly
the traveler raised his eyes. With
the light shining through from above
and beyond, the jeweled glory burst
upon his sight like rays from the
throne of heaven.
He looked around at his conductor.
| “It cannot be beautiful/’ the old
man answered the traveler’s unspok
en thought, “unless God’s light shines
through it.
And so it is, my son; with the life
of man. ”
Prom the Southern Churchman
MEDITATION.
By M. D. Smith.
Mr. Editor:
I trust you will not become im.
patient \yith me for sending #you
these letters under the above cap
tion. I am really sincere in what I
am writing. I have had several com.
pliments from some of the leading
men in the Church on my first arti.
cle. I hope by the General Confer,
eince t0 create sufficient sentiment to
put this part of the program over.
Shut your eyes for a few minutes
and imagine you see three thousand
of Zion’s loyal pastors marching be
fore you. The most of them over for.
ty.five years of age. Two thousand
of those ministers have pastored 20
years and over. Two thousand of
them have no homes of their ownj
no money saved and children to sup.
port and educate. Naw) please tell
me what will become of these soon
to be destitute families when the
husband loses his vitality and is rel
egated ?
Dear brethren, don’t you see the
danger signal just ahead of us? Lett us
open our eyes and do something to
help ourselves. Let us pay one per
cent of our salary while we are strong
to save uis from the poor house and
an untimely grave. This proposition
is for self help. Would it not be
Consoling to have a strong fund to
draw upon when we are suffering
pain with no money in the bank?
Now is the time to arrange for the
future trouble. If we wait much
longer it will be too late, as far as
the present ministry is concerned. I
have been praying over this, and feel
this is a better plan to fall upon to
keep our Churoh from future criti
cism. As to the care of her infirm
ministers^ the fund we have at pres
ent ds inadequate^ notwithstanding
the officials who have charge of the
fund for the superannuated ministers,
widows and orphans are honest. I
cannot see how any well thinking
man could oppose this plan. We hope
if there is any one who has a better
plan to take care of the womout
ministers, we would be glad, to fall
in line with it.
Let us for, the sake of God’s
Church do something. Let us do it
now. Our salary is ours. If we can
lay aside some of it for a stormy
day, who has the right to oppose?
Think over it, pray over the samei
and, when voting time comes, Vote,
and some day before we go to the
bright mansions above, wie will re.
joice for having done so.
AN AUTUMN RHYME.
By Margaret E. Matyin.
There’s a tang in the air, this time
of the year
That wakens a fierce desire
To be up and gone with a roving
song
To a place where the heart heats
higher. ,
There's a sigh in the breeze, this
time of the year, \
That whispers of falling leav^
And each sunlit square (fairies danc_
ing there)
Brings visions of ripe waiting
sheaves.
There’s a zest in each breath, this
time of the year,
. That heralds King Frost’s advance,
And a something calls to Nature’s
halls
Where the sprites of autumn dance,
There’s a light in the stars, this time
of the year,
That deepens the night’s true blue.
And the moon’s soft rays make a
hymn of praise
In the heart of me and you.
There’s a lilt in the blood this time
of the year.
That sets all the world in tune,
And the marching rhyme of the au.
tumn time
Surpasses the song of June.—Ex.
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CONSIDER JESUS.
By Rev. A. D. Duncan, B- D.
“Wherefore holy brethren, partak.
ers of the heavenly calling, consider
the apostle and high priest of our
profession, Christ Jesus.” Heb. 3:1.
Nothing is more inspiring than to
consider Jesus.
You doubtless have considered Him
as the Saviour of mankind; as the
only Son of the Father; as the Lord
from heaven; as the blessed and only
Potentate; as the King of Kisngs and
Lord of Lords.
That is inspiring to contemplate,
encourage and meditate upon, but
have you eve^considered Him as a
man?
In this there is a tender sweet,
ness and a balm of encouragement
found lin no other consideration of
Jesus.
“For we have not an high priest
which cannot be touched with the
feeling of our infirmities; but was
in all points tempted like as we are,
yet without sin.” Heb. 4:15.
Touched with a feeling of our in_
firmities, tempted in add points like
as we are.
How encouraging to realize when
passing through the darkest trials,
and discouragements, that Jesus has
been tempted the same way.
And then to think that His great. ;
loving heart is touched with the feel
ing of ouf infirmities.
For verily He took not on the na_
ture of angels, but He took on Him
the seed of Abraham.
Wherefore in all things it behoov.
ed Him to be made like unto His
brethren, that He might be a mierci.
ful and faithful high priest in things
pertaining to God, to make reeom_
ciliatiom for the sins of the people.
“For In that He Himself hath suf.
fered, being tempted, He- is able to
succor them that are tempted. ” Heb.
2:18. ' '
Listen, O merciful and faithful
High Priest, how great is Thy love
for Thy children.
Note here these three points: first
Jesus is merciful. He is touched with
your suffering. Second. He is faith
ful: He will not forsake you. Third,
He is able to help you in that He
hath suffered, being tempted. He is
able to succour them that are tempt
ed. Heb. 2:18.
Let us now fully consider Jesus dn
His earthly walk. He might have
taken on Him the nature of angels,
but then man might have said, He,
being an angel, could overcome the
trials and temptations of this world.
But listen, friends, Jesus felt in
His natural body'the pangs of hun
ger, the same as yod do. And when
He had fasted forty days and forty
nights He afterward hungered. Mat
thew 4:2. •
Revelations. He also suffered from
thirstj for when He was on the
cross, be said: “I thirst.” John 19:
28.
Physical exertion and the toils
life" made Him weary the softie
they do you. JOhn 4:6.
m.'.1
ot
as
REVERENCE
Planted in Childhood
will *
Bear Fruit in Manhood
in
BETTER LIVES
HAPPIER HOMES
NOBLER CITIZENS
HOME EDUCATION.
Imagination and Untruth.
- A
By Mary E. Underwood.
One day last winter my six.year.
old boy ran to me and said, “Come
out and see a bird’s nest with four
blue eggs in it.”
In surprise I took his hand and
walked beside him through the gan
den to a leafless wintry rosebush to
which he pointed triumphantly. “But
where is the nest?” I asked.
“Right there,” he insisted indiicat.
ing a bleak .branch with not so much
as a straw on it.
“But there is no nest,” I insisted.
Then he withdrew his hand and
looked up into my face with utmost
scorn. “Can’t you make_believe any.
thing?” he said. !
What was my response ? What
should have been my response do
you think? Well I believe the words
that rushed to my lips were the right
and true words. I said, “Why? dar.
ling, I beg your pardon for being so
stupid! Of course I can make.be.
lieve and I’ll never be so dull again.”
The next week,however, there oc
curred in my household a very dif
ferent kind of falsehood. A little
girl of whom I had temporary charge !
had found a purse with a good deal
of money in it. We had talked about
this among our neighbors and in the
child’s presence until she felt very
proud of herself. One day she came
to me with a dollar bill in her hand.
“I certainly will make you rich
sometime ” she exclaimed quoting a
remark which we had frequently
made dmong ourselves. “Here is a
dollar I found under a rock.”
I can not tell just why I did not
believe hor^ but after accepting the
dollar cf which she made me a pres,
ent I went to my purse. It had been
taken out of that. I called her in
from her play and very quietly told
her I felt sure she had taken the
dollar from me and asked her why
she had done so.
She denied it—she even protested
piously that she could not be so base
as to steal from one to whom she
owed so much kindness. I did not
argue or raise my voice; I simply
kept saying; “Why did you take it?”
"I feel sure you took it.” “Tell rhe
why you took it?”
Suddenly she broke down and ad.
mitted her guilt. Of course her rea
son was clear: She wanted to be
talked about more, to hear people
say. “Mabel has found more mon
ey.” She had no desire for the mon
ey itself; she had given it back to
me.
The first of these cases ? that of
the bird’s nest story was an act of
harmless and beautiful imagination;
the second was a lie. The spirit of
the first should be encouraged, the
second required a punishment which
vould make clear to the child’s con.
science the baseness of her deed.
At is seldom hard to know the dif
'erence between flights of a child’s
magi nation and his untruths,
lympathize with the former, howev.
mt, we must pause for a few minutes
und try to really understand chil.
Iren’s natures.
It i very unjust to confuse this
seautiful gift of childhood with the
ipirit of cowardice and vanity which
s at the root of most lying.
>e good mothers we must
hat our little children up to ten
rears of age are like poets and ar
ista and musicians—to a great ex_
Bare trees and brown fields, a col® .
gray day,
Robins and bluebirds have all flown,
away,
North winds ablowing, the clouds are
hanging low,
Winter time is coming and we’ll soon.
' have snow. i
—Kindergarten and Primary Maga
zine .
EDUCATIONAL WEEK DEC. 3 TO
9, 1922. 1 ' | *
To the Editor:
The following six shrirt articles arer
for release during education week,.
Dec. 3 to 9, 1922.
Monday
The Hon. 1^. P. Olaxton, for many
years our Federal Commissioner off
Education, said, “The question is not
whether we can afford to have kin_.
dergartens, but whether we can af_.
ford nof to have them."
Is there a kindergarten in your
school? If not ask the National Kin_
dergarten Association, 8 West 40th
Street, New York City, how to ob_
tain one.
Tuesday
England has a law permitting th&
use of public funds for the educa_
tion of children as young as two
years old.. ",
Many of our state laws provide for
the establishment of kindergartens,
but the fact remains that most of
our children are not receiving this
educational advantage to which they'
are all entitled.
If there is no kindergarten for your
child, write to the National Kinder,
garten Association, 8 West 40th
Street, New York City, and ask how"
to work for one.
Wednesday s.
In 1910 more than half of the lit.
tie children of Belgium of kindergar.
ten age were in kindergarten. In our
country classes have been provided
for only one child in nine.
Work for more kindergartens in our
public schools. You may obtain ad.
vice arid information on this subject
from the National Kindergarten As.
sociation 8 West 40th Street, New
York City.
Thursday
President Harding has expressed
himself on the subject of early ed_
ucation as follows: “Because the
kindergarten seems to me an effective
means of providing early moral, so
cial and intellectual training, and
promoting patriotism, I am hopeful
that this educational advantage may
presently be provided for all the
children of the Nation.”
The National Kindergarten Asso.
ciation 8 West 40th Street, New
York City, will tell you how to work
to obtain a kindergarten for your
school.
Friday
The .American Federation of Labor
believes in kindergarten education.
Samuel Gompers, its President, has
said.’- “While kindergarten training is
of the greatest possible value for ev_
ery child, its importata.ce for the child
of the alien cannot be overestimated,
for it promotes efficiency and integ.
rity, patriotism and loyalty, and
makes for better citisanship."
Write to the National KIndfergar_
ten Association, 8 West 40th Street^
New York City, and ask how to ob_
tain a kindergarten in your public
school.
Saturday
“That the Nation may be strength,
ened as it can only be through the
right education of all its people."
Woodrow Wilson.
Write and ask the National Kin.
1 dergarten Association, 8 W. 40th
Street, N. Y., how to work for more
kindergartens in your community.
Vhen Tommy heard a turkey
Gobble, gobble, gobble,
Lfter he was safely tucked in bed,
ind saw a pie and pudding
Hobble, hobble, hobble
Tp and down the pillow by his head,
le didn’t once suspect—the silly lit
tle sinner.
t had anything to do with a big
Thanksgiving dintaer.
-Normal .Instructor and Primary