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iWIMFIOM I? "It; ZSTif. A -By E. O. SELLERS, Director of Evening .Depart.Tient, The Moody Bible Institute, Chicago.) ' , . BY urn k.'i LESSON FOR SEPTEMBER 21 c lA:lM Sri: Art ' ( :l iT.'yrtij s f SYNOPSIS. I'lan arrives at Hamilton (iri'jrory's homo im LmU-luiix. but lnuls 111 iti absent i-onuui-uiiyr the choir at a camp nu-eur.g. .She repairs thither In search of him. JatiRhs during the service ami is asked to leave. Abbott Ashton, superintendent of schools, eseorts Fran from the tent. He lolls her Gregory is a wealthy man, deeply interested in charity work, and u pillar of the church. Ashton iieeomes greatly interested in Fran and while tak ing leave of her, holds her hand and is Beei by Sapphlra Clinton, sister of Kb ert Clinton, chairman of the school board. Fran tells Urtgory she wants a homo with him. Grace Noir. Gregory's private secretary, takes a violent dislike to Fran and advises her to jfo away at once, i-'ian hints at a twenty-year-old secret, and Gregory in agitation asks Grace to leave the room. Fran relates the story pf how Gregory married a yoimtr s:rl at Ppririfrfleld while attending eollcse and Mien deserted her. Fran is the. child of Ihat marriage. Grecory had married his 'resent wife three years before the death vf Fran's mother. Fran takes a likincr to Mrs. th'cijiirv. Gregory explains that I'ran is the daughter of a very dear friend who in dead. Fran a saves to the story. Mrs. Gereorv insists on her making her lionie with them and takes her to her arms. CHAPTER VII. Continued. In the meantime old Mrs. Jefferson dad been looking on with absorbed attention, desperately seeking to tri umph over Iter enemy, a deaf demon that for years had taken possession of her. Now, with' an impatient hand, she bent her wheel-chair to her daugh ter's side and proffered her ear trum pet. "Mother," Mr?. Gregory called through this ebony connector of s-otils. "This is Fran Derry, the daughter of Mr. Gregory's dear irier.d, one ho used to know in New Yot k, many yearn be fore he came to Litth'bnrg. Fv::u is an orphan, and needs a homo. We have asked her to live with us." Mrs. .Tt iu rpnii (ii nut always iieav Bright, but :-h always responded with bs much i-pirit as if In r hearing vc re never in doubt. "And what I'd I, ho to know," the cried, "is what you ate asking 1. lo give us." Grace Noir cume lorvard with nu;.-" resolution. "Let me speak to your mother." site said to Mrs. Gregory. Mrs. Gregory handed her-the tube, scmewhnt surprised, since Grace made it a j oin t. of conscienc;- seld rm to talk to the old htdy. When Grace Noir disapproved of any one, she did not think it right to conceal that fact. Since " Mrs. Jefferson absolutely re fused to attend religious services, al leging as excuse that she could net hear the sermon, r fusing to offer up the sacrifice of her fleshly presence as an example to others Grace disap proved most heartily. Mrs. Jefferson Ik Id her head to the trumpet shrinkingly, as if afraid of getting her ear tickled. Grace spoke quietly, but distinctly, as she indicated Fran "You know how hard it is to get a good servant in Littleburg." Then she returned the ear trumpet. That was all she had to say. Fran looked at Mr. Gregory. He bit. Lis lip, hoping it might go at that. ' The old lady was greatly at sea. Much as she disliked the secretary, her newa was grateful, "lie sure to stipulate," she said briskly, "about wheeling me around in the g;rden. The last one wasn't told in the begin or:-'. w , rm ml , v v-7 ' .1. I 1:1: i l l'! "Would You Like to Know More About Me?" ning, and had to be paid extra, every time i too.t the ai. There's nothing like an understanding at ill f bf gin ning. " Fran walked up to Grace Noir and yhook back 'jer hair in the way that Grace particularly disliked. F,he said: "Nothing like an understanding at the beginning; yes, the old lady's right. Good thing to know what the trouble Is, bo we'll know how it'll hit us. 1 guess I'm he trouble for this house, but I'm going to hit it as the daugh ter of an old friend, and not as a serv ant. I'm just about as independent as Patrick Henry, Miss Noir. I'm not re sponsible for being, born, but it's my outlook to hold on to my equality." "Fran!" exclaimed Mrs. Gregory, in mild reproof. (Irace looked at. Mrs. Gregory and r . u t,i b - J l II i it l m . w ill n $ -'nX. atCS" it hi. ?;. ; m raw nothing could have exceeded the saint liness of her expression Insulted, she was enjoying to the full her pious sat isfaction of martyrdom. "Dear 'Mrs. Gregory," said Fran kindly, "I'm sorry to have to do this, but it isn't as if you were adopting 3. penniless orphan. I'm adopting a heme. I want to belong to somebody, mid I want people to feel that they nave something when they have me." ' I reckon they'll know they've got something," remarked Simon Jeffcr I son, shooting a dissatisfied glance at I Fran from under bushy, brows. to like yon, all right," she declared. "You are so human." It is exceedingly difficult to main tain satisfaction in silent martyrdom.4 Grace was obliged to speak, lest any one think that she acquiesced in evil "Is it customary for little girls to roam the streets at night, wandering about the world alone, adopting homes ac cording to their whims?" "I really don't think it is custom ary," Fraa replied politely, "but I'm not a customary girl." At. that mo ment she caught the old lady's eye. It was sparkling with , eloquent satisfac tion : .Mrs. Jefferson supposed terms of service were under discussion Fran laughed, .crab bed the ear-trumpet and "ailed, "iieilo. How tire you?" When an unknown voice entered the iarge- ' :,d of the tube, half its mcan ;.g was usually strained away before rest reached rhe yearning ear y.rn. Jefferson responded eagerly. And will you wheel me arounJ the garden at least twice a day?" Fran putteJ ike thin old arm ei;j '. T ''.::: young ha: .1, as she shou'u d, ".'.'II v. k you lAvemy tin es a day. if you o!" '3iut I do net Fee-saw," retorted the old 1i:dy wi:h spirit. Gregory, finding Grace's eyes fixed o:i him st arehir.giy, felt himself pushed to the wall. "Of course, he said coldly, -"it is understood that the daughter o; er my friend, comes here as a as an equal." As he found himtelf forced into definite op position to his secretary, his manner grew more assured. Suddenly it oc curred to him that he was, in a way, atoning for the past. "As an equal, yes!" exclaimed his wife,' again embracing Fran. "How else could it be?" "This is going ,to be a gcod thing for you, if you only knew it," Fran said, looking into her fact; with loving eyes. Hamilton Gregory was almost able to persuade himself that he had re ceived the orphan of his own free choice, thus to make reparation. "It is my duty," he said; "and I always try to do my duty, as I see it." "Would you like to know more about hie?" Fran asked confidentially of Mrs. Gregory. Gregory turned pale. "I don't tltcrjk it is neces; " "Do tell me!" exclaimed his wife. "Father and mother married seci-et-ly," Fran said, solely addressing Mrs. Gregory, but occasionally sending a" furtive glance at her husband. "He was a college-student, boarding with his cousin, who was one of the profes sors. Mother was an orphan and lived with her half-uncle a mighty crusty old man, Uncle Ephraim was, who didn't have one bit of use for ptople's getting married in secret. Father and mother agreed not to mention I heir marriage till after his graduation; i then he'd go to his father and make everything easy, and come for mother So lie went and told him father's fa ther was a millionaire on Wall street. Mother's uncle was pretty well fixed, too, but lie didn't enjoy anything ex cept religion. When he wasn't at church he went 'most all thetime he was reading about it. Mother said was most religious in Hebrew, but he enjoyed bis Greek verbs awfully." Grace. Noir asked remotely, "Did you say that your parents eloped?" "They didn't run far," Fran ex plained; "they f re married in the county, not ffer from Springfield" "I thought you said," Grace inter rupted, "that they were in New York." "Did you?" said Fran politely. "So father graduated, and went away to tell his father "all about being mar ried to Josephine Derry. I don't know what iiapnt n-l then, as he didn't come back to tell. My mother waited and waited ind I was born and then Uncle Cphraim drove mother out of his house with her tiny baby- that's me and I grew to be as old as you see me now. We were always hunt ing father. We went all over the United States, first ancnast--it looked like the son of a millionaire ought to be easy to find. But he kept himself close, and there was never a clew. Then mother died. Sometimes (febe used to tell rue that she believed nim dead, that if he'd been alive he'd have come for tier, because she loved him i ' ILLUSTRATIONS BV" d ... U 1MW1N MYEBS SAJ V Mi JtVA Jh. with all her soul, and wrecked her whole life because of him. She was happiest when she thought "he was dead, so I wouldn't say anything, but I was sure he was alive, all right, as big and strong as you' please. Oh, I know his kind. I've had lots of expe rience." "So I'd suppose," said Grace Noir quietly. "May I ask if you don't mind if this traveling about the Unit ed States cidn't take a great deal of money?" "Oh, we had all the money we want ed." Fran returned easily. "Indeed? And did you become rec onciled to your mother's uncle?" "Yes after he was dead. Ele didn't leave a will, and there wasn't anybody else, and as mother had just been taken from me, the money just natu rally cania-in my hands. But I didn't need it. particularly." "Hut before that," Grace persisted; "before, when your mother was first disinherited, how could the make her living?" " i "Mother was like me. She difln't stand around folding her hands and crossing her foot she used 'em. Uiess you, I could get along wherever you'd drop me. Success isn't in the world. !t Pleases Others, and Hurt Me." It . Doesn't it's in me, and that's a good thing to know it saves hunting." "Do you consider yourself a 'suc cess'?" inquired the secretary with a chilly smile. "I had everything I wanted except a home," Fran responded with charm ing good-humor, "and now I've got that. In a New York paper, I found a picture of Hamilton Gregory, and it told about all his charities. It said he had millions, and was giving away everything. I said to mysi I'', 'I'll go there and have him give me a he. me you see, I'd often heard mother speak of him and I said other things to myself and then, as I generally dc what I tfcil myself to do it keeps up confidence in the general manager I came." "Dear child,"' said .Mrs. Gregory, stroking her hair, "your .mother dead, your father that kind of a man- you shall indqed had a home with us, for life. And so your father- was ' Mr. Gregory's Iriend. It seeras strangs." "My father," said Fran, looking at Mr. Gregory inscrutably, "wes tho best friend you ever had, wasn't he? You loved him better than anybody else in i lie world, didn't you?" "I I yes," the other stammered, looking at her wildly, and passu. g his agitated hand across his eyes, as if to shut out some terrible vision, "yc-s, I I was er fond of him." "I guess you were," Fran cried em phatically "You'd have done any thing for hi in." "I have this to say," remarked Si mon Jefferson, "that I may rot come up to the mark in all particulars, and I reckon I have my weakness, s; but I wouldn't own a friend that proved himself the miserable scoundrel, the. weak cur, that this child's father proved himself!" "And I agree with you," declared Grace, who seldom agreed with him in anything. Hew Mr. Gregory, the best man she had ever known, eould be fond of Fran's father, was incom prehensible. Kver since Fraujiad come knocking at the doer, Grace's exalted faith in Mr. Gregory had been per plexed by the foreboding that he was not altogeher what she had imagined. Hamilton Gregory felt the change in her attitude. "That friend," he said quickly, "was not altogether to be cen sured. At least, ho meant to do right. He wanted to do right. With all the strength of his nature, In? strove to do right." "Then why didn't he do rignt?" snapped Simon Jefferson, "Why didn't he go back after that young woman, and take care of her? Huh? What vas holding him?" v--ns V:.Xy (COPVGIGHT 1912 BOBBS-MEPeiLLCO.)' . "He did go back," exclaimed Greg cry. "Well not at first, but after v.ard. He went to tell his father, and his father showed him that it would never do, that tho girl his wife wasn't of their sphere,, their, life, that he couldn't have made her happy that it wouldn't that it just wouldn't do. For three years he stayed in the mountains of Germany, the most mis erable man in the world. But his conscience wouldn't let him rest. It told him he should acknowledge his wife. So he went back but she'd dis appearedhe couldn't find her and he'd never heard he'd never dreamed of the birth of n of the of this girl. He never knew that he had a daugh ter. Never!" "Well," said Simon Jefferson, "he's dead now, and that's one comfort. Good thing he's not alive; I'd always be afraid I might come up with him and then, afterward, that 1 might not get my sentence commuted to lire-imprisonment." "Who is exciting my son?" demand ed the old lady from her wheel-chair. Simon Jefferson's red face and staring eyes told plainly that his spirit w as up. "After ail,", said Fran cheerfully, "we are here, and needn't bother about what's past. My mother watm't given her chance, but she's dead now, blessed soul and my father had his chanc but it wasn't in him to t,e a man. Let's l'orget him as much as we e'au, and let's have nothing but sweet and peaceful thoughts about mother. That's r.ll over, and Fur here to take my chance with the rest of you. We're the. world, while our day iasis." "What a remnrkable child!" mur mured Grace Noir, as they prepared to ' purnte. "Quite a philosopher in !;)! t dresses." "They used to call me a prodigy," murmured Frr-n, as she obeyed Mrs Gregory's gesture inviting her to fol low up-stairs. "Now it's stopped raining," Simon .Tefit rson complained, as ' h wheeled his mother toward tho back hail "That's a good omen," said Fran, pressing Mrs. Gregory's hand. "The moonlight was beautiful when I was on the bridge when I first came here." ' "But we need rain," said Grace Noir reprovingly. Ker voice was that of one familiar with the designs of Prov idence. As usual, she and Hamilton Gregory were about to be left alone. "Who needs it?" called the un abashed Fran, looking over the banis ters. "The frogs?" "Life," responded the secretary som berly. CHAPTER VIII. War Declared. The April morning was ' brimming with golden sunshine when Fran looked from the window ot her second story room. Uager for the first morn ing's view of her new home, she stared at the half-dozen cottages across the street, standing back in picket-fenced yards with screens of trees before their window-eyes. They showed only as bits of weather-boarding, or gleam ing fragments of glass, peeping through the boughs. She thought ev erything homelike, neighborly. These houses seemed to her closer to the QUE IDEA OF PHILANTHROPY Carmen Sylva Says If She HAd a Million She Would Build Vast Cathedral. What curious idea3 - some people have on the subject of philanthropy. Carmen Sjlva, queen of Roumania, is the latest to answer that ancient quest inn, "What would you do if ycu were a millionaire?" She would build a vast cathedral with chapels in H for every religion, and she would also build an art school. As it is only a very small minority of people who ever go to church or chapel, and those that do go are usually ofthe more comfortable classes, it is to be feared that Carmen Sylva's million would not go very far to lessen human misery. Most people have asked themselves what they would do if they were mil lionaires, but the wiser among them have contented themselves with say ing what they would not do. A reso lution to give nothing to any religious or charitable organizations, with a very few exceptions, is a fairly safe one, since both religion and charity are incompatible with organization. The greatest delight of wealth is In f mm i 3 11, earth than.-those of New York, or, at any rate, closer in the sense of broth erhood. She drew a deep breath ot pungent April essence and murmqred: "What a world to live in!" Fran had spoken in all sincerity in declaring that she wanted nothing but a home; and when she went down to breakfast it was with the expeeta-; tioh that every member of the family , would pursue his accustomed routine, 1 undefiected by her presence. She was witling that they should remain what . they were, just as she expected to continue without1 change; however, j not many days passed before she found i nerseif seeking to moony her sur roundings. If a strange mouse be im- prisoned m a cage of' mice, those il - ready inured to captivity will seek" to destroy the new-comer. Fran, sudden ly thrust into the bosom of a family already fixed in their modes of thought and action, found adjustment exceed ingly difficult. ' , She did not care to mingle with the people of the village which was for tunate, since her laughing in th-.? tent had scandalized the neighborhood; she Avould have been content never to cross the boundaries of the homestead, had it not been for Abbott Ashton. It was because of him that she acqui esced in the general plan to send her to school. It was on the iifth day of her stay, folio wing. her startling admis sion that she had never been to school a day in her life, that unanimous c pirn ion was fused into expressed com mand You must go to school!" Fran thotightof the youug-tmperitv tehdeiit, and said she. was willing. When Mr. Gregory and the secretary had retired to the library for the dayV work. Mrs' Gregory told Fran, "1 real lv t!.5.,V lint vnnv rfrowaj much too short. You are small, but your face and manners and even your !.' voice, sometimes, seem old quite old." Fran showed the gentle lady a soft docility. "AV'ell," she said, "my legs are there, all the time, you know, and I'll show just as much of them, or just as little, as you please." ' Simon Jefferson spoke up "I ik; to see children wear short dresses " and he looked at this particular chile with approval. That day, she "was really pretty. The triangle had been-; broadened to an oval brow, the chin was held slightly lowered', and there was something in her general aspect possibly due to the arrangement cl folds or colors heaven knows what, for Simon Jefferson was but a poor male observer that made a merit ol her very thinness. The weak hearjt the burly bachelor tingled with pleas ure in nice proportions, while his mini attained the esthetic outlook of a c!a3 sic age. To be sure, the skirts did show a good deal of Fran; very gcod they could not show too much. "I like," Simon persisted, "to see young girls of fourteen or fifteen, dressed, so to say, in low necks -and high stockings in er in the airy way such as they are by nature . . .' It was hard to express. "Yes," Fran said impartially, "'.t pleases others, and it doesn't hurt me." "Fran!" Mrs. Gregory exclaimed, gazing helplessly at the girl with something of a child's awe inspired by venerable years. It was a pathetic ap peal to a spirit altogether beyond her comprehension. (TO BE CONTINUED.) its opportunities for individual anc beneficent contact with one's fellow men, for there can be little true, char ity without individual contact between giver and receiver. Among th-. schemes for spending a million wo should be disposed to place that ol Carmen Sylva at the bottom cf tire list and then some. .Language Intricacies. Richard Grant White in his "Wcrdf and Their Uses." says. '"Transpire means to breathe through, and so ic pass off insensibly. The identic;.! word exists in French, in which lan guage it is equivalent of our perspire which also means to breathe through, and so to pas3 off insensibly. The Frenchman says J'ai bean.coup trail epire (I have much perspired) in fact, transpire and perspire ars etymoiogieally as near perfect syn onyms as the nature of language per mits; the latter, however, l.?.s by com mon consent been set apart in English to express the passage of a watery secretion through the skin, while the former is properly used only in a fig urative sense to express the passage o knowledge from y. limitec sir "In u publicity." THE GOLDEN CALF. LESSON TEXT Ex. 32:15-20, 20-3H. GOLDEN TEXT "My little children., guard yourself from idols." I John 5:21. It is incredible that these Israelites should turn aside after gods mado with man's hands in the very midst of such a demonstration of the holi ness, majesty and glory of Jehovah. Yet in life it is always but a step from glory to degradation, and one of the ; easiest moments in which to trip up j the saint is at 'the time of hgreat j est ecstacies. The human heart is absolutely unreliable, unstable, nay, it is wicked and is desperately de ceitful, Jer. 17:9. Following the giv ' ing of the decalogue God gave Moses I a series of laws and ordinances which are an application of that fundamental ; law and which form "the book cf : the covenant." Then the elders of Israel are called up into the mountain, given a vision of God, and given to eat and drink in his presence, symbol- ;V" llJA' uu 1 loses anfthr18 frvant Joshua .leave r , " ttUU "Ui . CIU"se Vl lue I,ec" pie and go up again into the mountain. On the seventh day Moses entered the cloud and remained for a period of 4:) days during, which time he received the pattern of the tabernacle and the order of worship. It was during this period of time that the people sinned. The first part of. this -chapter tells us the fact of the casting of the calf, vv. 1-6. God's righteous anger and Moses' prayer of intercession, vv. 7:14. Israel's boast, 19 :S, 21:3 7, is now re vealed as being but utter weakness and illustrates the worthlessness and unreliability of human nature. The drunkard's promised sobriety, the un clean man's promised purity, alike melt in the fierce heat of temptation. Their sin was a direct, positive vio lation cf the Crst commandment, ai;u in it they also broke tho second. They did not want to substitute but- rather sought a similitude of God. Aaron here appears in a poor light; he did net like their proposition (vv. t, S). ::t did not have strength of character , J ;..;u;ui. W &UU1U ag:i;Ji.-.t It. UirO? is IfSe 'those in the church and out of it who prefer to control a movement, which -is bad rather than, to combat the movement in its entirety. Human Fickienscs. j Notice Aaron's attempt to link old : ideas with this new-fangled religion, i H'is "modern expression," "tomorrow, is the feast of Jehovah," v. 5. Men and women aro today attempting to gless evil teaching and open sin by ' associating with it. the name of Christ, i To call such an association scientific is a travesty. The fact, however, that ! Aaron gave the Israelites what they asked for, shows that he had 'some. idea at least of God's attitude towards his people. We have here presented also the fickleness of human gratitude. Moses is with God on" their behalf t.Heb. 7:25), yet they forget him and Gcd who had performed such mighty signs on their behalf, and demand new new leadership (v. 1 and Fs. 10;1:21). Art has a place in religious life, but a spiritual worship alone is acceptable to God, John 4:24. It was a sacrifice (vv. 2, G) cf gold to make possible this calf which was doubtless'" a representation of tho' Egyptian god Apis and may or may not have been life-size, and may havo been solid or only veneer, but neith er such earnestness nor sacrifice taved them. God's Word Immutable. Moses' prayer of intercession, vv. 31-14, is wonderful. It centers about the idea that Israel is "Thy pecple" v. 11), and that God's word is kn mutatle, "Remember," etc. (v. 13). Moses was moved with pity and Lad a, passion for the honor of God's name. As Moses and Joshua approached tho camp they heard music, v. 17. What a commentary upon tho debasing use cf one cf God's noblest gifts to man, the gift of music. Reaching the camp, they beheld the fullness of iniquity and depravity which was the develop ment of this disobedience, v. 25. See aiso Rom. 1:21-23, Rom. 6:23,Jas. 1:15. Moses' passion also manifested itself, against their sin by breaking the ta- " bles, grinding the calf to powder and compelled them to drink the water into which it was flung. la order to complete this story wo should call attention (vv. 30-35) how, Moses returned into God's presence; made a confession for the people, truly taking the place of intercession when' be desired to be blotted out rather than have their sin go unfcrgivenrlbf on into the next chapter, . vv." 13, 14. and read his great heart cry and God's answer -"of grace. The Teaching. We have here a story cf the frailty of human nature and the feebleness of human resolutions. We see in Aaron the weaknes of a religious leader who attempts to com promise or to yield to the clamor of a mistaken people. There is also pres ent in this lesson the possibility of prostituting right things. The Israel ites made a proper request in their de sire to go forward. They lacked pa tience, and made the mistake of de siring something that appealed to their senses. We thus see the disas ter of disobedience, even though tho end desired be a good one.
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