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VOL. XLIII.
RALEIGH, N. C,, THURSDAY, AUGUST 7, 1890.
NUMBER 19.
PUBLISHED IVRV THURSDAY BY
Rxv. J. PRESSLEY BARRET!
OUR PRINCIPLES:
. 1'be l„>rd Jesus Christ Is the only Heat!
of the Church.
I. The name Christian, to the exclusion
of all party or sectarian names.
8. The Holy Bible, or the Scriptures ot
the Old and New Testaments, a sufficient
ule of faith and practice.
4 Christian character, or vital piety, thb
only test of fellowship or membership.
5. '-'.u right of private Judgment and
the libf v.y of conscience, the privilege and
I duty ot all.
The Primitive Sabbath School Coin*
pared With the Present.
When Christ in the thioes of death
rent the air with lba< great shout of
triumph which rocked tbe earth in
rapid vibration and robbed the grave
of its dead, the plan of salvation wtiicb
was laid down at the full of man by
the wisdom of a benign and merciful
Creator was then compleied-tbe great
foundation upon winch the magnifi
cent structure of Christianity is plant
ed, and that, also, of its off spring, the
Sabbath School. Having this as its
foundation, firm and immovable as
tbe everlasting hills, let us sec how it
has flourished
Like every institution which has
grown to any considerable extent, the
Sunday School work had its otigm in a
very small and seemingly insignificant
beginning. As Christianity began to
take root upon the soil ot minds cor
rupted by idolatrous teachings, it be
camenecessaryjto over ihrowtbevaguo,
imperfect ideas held by the people
In regard to the nature of dne supieme
and all-wise God. Very early in the
Christian era, schools were establish
ed lor the sole purpose of giving in
struction to those who, though pro
fessedly receiving Christianity, had
not, as yet, a clear conception of what
it was to be a Christian, nor a full
apprehension of tbe glorious princi
ples contained therein. The object of
these schools therefore, in one respect
was the same as that of the modern
Sunday School,the advancement of tbe
kingdom of Gold upon earth.But while
they were laboring for the same com
monend,and one in reflecting upon tbe
condition of the world in that period
upon its politicial, social, and intellec
tual standing—can readily draw a
very definite conclusion concerning
tne dinerence in tue mooes 01 icucuiug
in that period and the present age.
The persons taught in t hese schools
were called catacumens, and were re
quired, as it appears, to take a regular
prescribed course before being consid
ered by any means proficient in the
knowledge of Christianity.
This was the beginning of the Sunday
School work.AsChristianity has spread
so this has developed. Many vicissi
tudes of fortune has the long period
of eighteen centuries strewn upon it.
Many a time has the iron hoof of op
pression crushed it almost into obliv
ion. Butithas risen like the kite
against the wind until, to-day, it
towers far above the reach of all its
enemies.
Christians, after embracing the
truths of christianitiy, have ever felt
the need of having their children in
—structed in its teachings. Time after
time between the first and the eigh
teenth centuries have schools been
organized at different places, for the
purpose of attending to the spiritual
welfare of children. In these schools,
other studies besides those of the Bi
blehave almost invariably been taught
To reading, writing, spelling, and
arithmetic as much attention was
paid as to the Bible. These studies
in those times were absolutely neces
sary since the education of the masses
was at a very low ebb and in a great
manv places entirely unknown. Such
a thing at the present day would be
regarded as intolerant, and that with
good reason, but taking into consider
ation the motive which prompted
these studies on the Sabbath, we can
readily see that no violation of the
divine law was intended since the
tendency was for the elevation of man
kind and the upbuilding of the king
dom of God.
Had these schools prospered, we
know not what might have been the
influe/ice exerted by them, but as they
were sparsely scattered over the con
tinent of Europe, their influence was
only of local importance, and not be
ing united by the ties of central or
ganization which is so essential to the
successful prosecution of any exten
sive work, they were only too often
fated to be hidden from the view of
the world by the thick mists of idulaf
trous ignorance. Probably, the hand
of destiny was against them, for it
must be rememoereu inai
in those times was by no means pure
and unadulterated, the Roman Cath
olic church was very corrupt, and as
a consequence the Sunday School
could not rise above the level of iis
mother since it had no outside in
fluences of a higher nature. Before
the Sunday School can . prosper a
revolution must take place in Chris
tianity. The gold must be separated
from the dross. Idle ceremony must
be changed tc pure devotion. Truth
must be disentangled from the coils ot
error and set up as the standard
around which the truly devotional
must rally. As the dawn of the six
teenth century lighted up the horizon
of the world's history, this standard
was suddenly seen to unturl itsell
tromlbe ramparts of the great reforma
tion. Thousands rallied around its
folds and formed an army wlich has
since increased with surprising rapid
ity, and which has done valiant ser
vice in promoting happiness among
men.
The centuries almost pass away,and
prolestantism has obtained a Arm
foot-hold, when, lo, another great
change takes place. Who is that we
see on one beautiful sabbath afternoon
talking to a lot of little boys,probably
playing marbles on the streets of
Gloucester? Wbo is that we see
assembling those same little boys on
the following sabbath in a private
room to teach them about Christ and
his love ? As we perceive that little
group listening in rapt attention for
ibe first time to the wonderlul stories
of the great Robert Raikes,tbe minds
eye in pleasing, though probably
superstitious fancy, pierces the vail
which separates the natural from the
supernatural, and beholds thi angels
of heaven hovering around that little
room, hallowing and consecrating by
the laying on of hands the little effort
put forth by one weak human creature
whose influence was so soon destined
to spread throughout the earth.
Yes, the spring time for Christiani
ty had indeed arrived. Warmed and
nourished by the first rays of the
rising sun of religious freedom, it
gradually put forth its buds and
blossoms which to day are bearing
most abundant fruit.
It is needless for me to trace the
growth of the Sunday School work
from the time it was started by Raikes
to the present day, as doubtless you
are all well acquainted with its histo
ry. The magnificieut proportions to
which it has attained bear sufficient
testimony to its rapid developement
and success. Could the mighty host
of Sunday School workers which, to
day, occupy the arena of life pass be
fore us in one grand panorama, the
marvellous array would hardly appear
credible to our own eyes. Its grand
mission is such that no earthly obsta
cle can cause it to fail of success. Its
improved methods of instruction only
serve to make it more attractive. By
the use of the International Lessons,
and in a large measure, the same
hymn books, the; Sunday Schools
throughout Christendom are bound
together once every wees iu uariuuui
ous union by tbe ties ol the same
gospel thought and of the same sweet
song3 of Zion.
What a contrast between the Sun
day School of the first and second
centuries and that of the nineteenth
century 7 Who cau realize the differ
ences between the primitive and the
modern Sunday School ? The one
surrounded by the darkness of idola
try, the other environed by the light
ot spiritual day; the one a star shining
alone in the reign ot intellectual mid
night, the other a still bright star
shedding forth its light as a brilliant
adjunct to the mild rays of religious
enlightenment; the one with no aid to
guide it in its work but the undevelop
ed ideas of the early Christians, the
other with a world of thought and ex
perience to help it -along; the one
oppressed by the enemies of Chris
tianity, the other encouraged in every
possible manner. Such are some of
the differences which exist, though we
can form no just conception ot their
greatness.
But while to-day, the Sunday
School is so far ahead of its ancestor
in every particular,it has not'yet reach
ed the top round of the ladder of devel
oprnent. There aye, still, communi
ties in our own land where the Sun
day School is unknown, and there
are also communities in which its
work is carried on in a very imperfect
manner. It is tor devising, and con
sidering the best plans in pushing
forwaid this work, tor receiving new
inspiration, and for acquiring a know
ledge of our progress that we have
assembled here in convention. While
other organizations of similar charac
ter are marching forward imbuing
heart and soul with the responsibility
of this cause, we must not be idle
Our hopes of future denominational
progress, our success iu wining souls
to God, our influence in suppressing
the mighty strong-holds of vice and
superstition,everything tha pertainsto
our future welfare as an organization,
depends mainly upon our activity in
this grand cause.
- It is the-young JJimsuan wno is
capable ot doing the greatest amount
of good m life. It is the one who in
couth receives the water of hie from
the fountain of divine knowledge who
makes the valiant soldier in the army
of God. Our earliest impressions are
those which shape our destiny. Where
are they whose character have beep
molded aud whose objects in life have
been stamped upon them by the les
sons learned and the truths inculcated
while attending the Sunday School ?
,Ve find them all around us. In every
department of life they are toiling for
ilie completion of some grand and
noble'fend. Inspired by the truths of
the Bible they cause.,.the spirit of
iliritt and energy to be felt wherever
they go. Electrified by the fact of
having somethings for which to live
they kindle the flame of action within
the'breasts of all with whomsoever
they come in contact. As the live
coal kindles aflame, so the youthful
member of the Sunday School aflame
with the fire of sacred love breathes
religious interest within the nostrils
of hts associates.
A nobler cause or one of more im
portance in forming the character ot
i he coming generations is not to be
found. Hailing its progress as a
happy omen to the universal spread
ing of the gospel truth, and houor
jng with gratitude its strong advocates
of the past, with bright hopes we turn
and look through the telescope of
divine revelation into the ftiluie, and
behold the Sunday School, marvelous
in strength, lofty in perfection, and its
mission subline, welcomed by all tbe
nations of the earth.
Heebebt 8choltz.
My Visit to Pleasant Grove, Ya.
Youngbvill, N. C., July 24.—
D^b Beo. Babbett:—It was my
privilege to visit Pleasant Grove, Va.t
the ,$pturday and Sunday. Un
Saturday aftw preaching, the Ladies
Missionary Society was called to order
and the services were of much interest.
The members of this Society are good,
earnest, Christian workers. They
sent up to our last Annual Conference
$17,75. Prom the church we went
out to Bro. E. T. Pierce’s and dined.
Bro. P. has moved into his new man
sion. It is pleasant to visi so interes
ting a iamily and such a hospitable
home. The night was spent with J.
J. Russell and his pleasant family.
Bro. Russell is one of the best Chris
tian men 1 know, a dear lover of the
Christian church and has a generous
heart This was the first time he ever
saw our little boy, that he named after
himself, (Jones Russell Klapp) and
Dr. C. J. Jones, Rev. D. F. Jones,
Revs. Sam P. Jones and all the bal
ance of the good Jones.’ Sunday
morning we drove out to the church
(though very feeble) and met a very
large congregation, after bringing Jn
some chairs in the aisles, the most’of
the congregation were seated. The
writer, ex-pastor, preached the funeral
sermon in memory of Mrs. Jennie
Guill, a member of this church. She
was said to have been a good Chris
tian lady and died a very happy
death.
The afternoon was spent with Bro.
Joseph Carlton and his kind family.
This is a pleasant home and the pas
tor always feels at home while there.
We then drove down to Bro. T. A. S.
Boyd’s where we spent the night
enjoying the hospitalities of this
home, filled with generous hearts.
Bro. Boyd is one of the most liberal
hearted men I ever saw. 11 he had
the means at his command the Chris
tian church would never want. Fri
day night was spent at the comforta
ble home of Bro. O. Farmer, who is
collector and Treasurer of this church.
Bro. F is very quiet, but a great lover
of the Christian church. We were
very glad to meet the many friends
around Pleasant Grove again. Mrs.
Klapp and Russell were with me. I
served this church as pastor for four
years; received-members into the
church during that lime. Made more
ttian a thousand pastoral visits.
Enlarged the audience room, put in
two (2) devotional rooms, in which to
spend a few minutes in private prayer
for the success of the pastor,,, in the
hours’s service. One is to be used
for a Sunday School library room and
the other for the pastor's study. A hall
in the rear, and doubtless the finest
recess m the Conference. The work
was very gratifying. Rev. P. T.
Klapp is their present pastor and if
he should remain as long, no doubt a
great work will be done there. The
good Lord bless the work there and
elsewhere.
S. B. Klapp.
The Elder Brother.
1 want the people who weep over
works of fiction to read this story. 1
know it will interest them. A great
king Svbo lived in a golden palace
had two sons. The younger one
wandered away m early boyhood.
When far from home he was kidnapp
ed by an enemy of the king and tak
en to the frontier of the kingdom.
Then his captor brought him up in
wretchedness and rags, jet made him
believe he was happy. He told him
that the king, his father, was a ty
rant; that if he went back this cruel
and unnatural parent would beat him
with remorseless severity. The
king's enemy so wrought upon the
fears of the king’s son that, when
messenger's came asking him to re
turn, and promising him a cordial
welcome, he would not believe them.
He called them liars and cheats and
drove them away.
Of course there were times when
the boy felt lonely and sad. The fil
ial instinct was in his heart, and
would wake up now and then. He
longed for a better home than that in
which his captor kept him, but he
knew not where to seek it, for he had
no faith in the father from whom he
had wandered. He believed what he
was told—that the royal palaca was
a drearv dungeon.
But one day a stranger visited this
wanderer. He-was travel-soiled; he
was weary. He had evidently tome
a long journey. He took the hero of
our story aside, and said to him, ‘1
am your elder brother. Our father
is so anxious for your return that he
has sent me to seek and to bring you.
He lores you; I love you. His home
is not a dungeon, but a house with
many mansions, and in it is a place
fitted up expressly for you.'
The stranger was so frank and so
kiud that he made a deep impression
on the youug man. But what would
his master say? He had sold him
selt to his father’s enemy. He was
closely watched and could not hope
to escape. Possibly, however, the
master could be induced lo let him
go. The elder brother agreed to try.
He went to the master and said, ‘1
would like to buy your slave. What
is the price?" The master suspected
that be was the king's sou, and was
determined to ontwit. him if he could.
80 he replied, ‘l will sell the young
man on only one condition, and
that is that you pay for him ten
ounces of blood from your heart*' He
meant, of course, to try to kill the
elder brother and still keep his slave.
But the elder brother consented to tbs
terms. He bared his body and told
them to take his blood. The master
was glad enough to do it. The
younger brother looked on while the
elder groaned under the weapons of
his tormentors, then grew faint, and
finally ceased to breathe, tie was now
convinced that bis brother did really
love him, and he cried, ‘9, that be
were alive again, tor then I would go
with him.’ While he was speaking
the elder brother opened his eyes.
He had brought with him from bis
father’s house the elixir of life. He
had taken it just before they began
to drain the blood from his heart.
That elixir was powerful enough to
restore him fully, to fill his veins with
new blood and set bis heart beating.
So he rose up as from the dead. And
then the wanderer said, ‘I know now
that this cruel master has deceived
me. I have faith in my brother, who
has come to die for me. 1 have faith
in my father, who sent him to die. 1
will go back with him. I will be a
loyal and obedient son.’ And then
appeared a great army that bad es
corted the elder brother, and had
waited in ambush the result of his
mission! Against this army the mas
ter was powerless, and with shouts
of triumph the soldiers accompanied
the brothers to their father’s house.
They found the lather waiting to
welcome them. He had a feast pre
pared at which his wandering, way
ward son was the honored guest.
He clothed him in royal robes. He
placed a crown of gold upon his bead.
He built for him a city whose founda
tions were precious stones, whose
gates were pearls, and whose streets
were transparent gold. In this city
were trees bearing all kinds of lus
cious fruits, and a fresh crop every
month, and their leaves healed all
kinds of sickness. So that there was
in the golden home no pain, or sorrow,
or crying, or death. O, how glad that
his elder brother came and redeemed
him. O, how grateful be was to him
and his father tor all they bad done
for him. O, how happy he was in
that beautiful home!
JNow, is tbere any story m uie most
glowing fiction oi the day more torch
ing and more wonderful than this? it
exceeds the tales ol fairyland and the
Arabian Nights. And yet all our
readers know it is true. It is but a
meagre epitome of the story of the
cross. It is only a faint and feeble
presentation of the love of Christ for
sinners, and of the love of God in
Christ for those who despise and re
ject him.
And the moral is evident. Head
ers of romance, there is no book so
full of what you admire and love as
the Bible. And while other wonder
books are false, it is not only true,
but true for you. It comes with a
personal appeal. It tells not only of
a father; but of your Father; of your
Elder Brother, and of the home that
may be yours if you will only believe
in the love of him who died to redeem
you.— Obadiah Olclschool, in The In
terior
They Know Each Other in Heaven.
There is a mother before the throne
of God. You say her joy is full, la
it ? You say there can be no augmen
tation of it. Cannot there be ? Her
son was a wanderer and a vagabond
on the earth when that good mother
died. He broke her did heart. She
died leaving him in the wilderness of
sin. She is before“ the throne of God
now. Years pass and that son re
pents Of his crimes and gives his
heait to God, and becomes a useful
Christian, and dies and enters the
gates of heaven. You tell me that
that mdthers’s joy cannot lie augment
ed. Let ►them confront each other.
The son and the mother. ‘Oh,' she
says to the angels of God, ‘rejoice
with me. The dead is alive again and
the lost is found. Hallelujah. I never
expected to see this lost one come
back.’ The Bible Buys nations are to
be born in a day. When China comes
to God will it not know Dr. Abeel ?
When India comes wilKit not know
ur. joun ocuucier t »v uen uie In
dians come to God will they not know
David Braioard ?
I see a soul entering heaven at last,
with covered iace at the idea that it
has done so little for Christ, and feel
ing borne down with unwortbiness,
and it says to itself, ‘I have no right
to he here.’ A voice from a throne
says, ‘Oh, you forget that Sunday
School class you invited to Christ. I
was one of them.' And another voice
says, ‘You forget that poor man to
whom you gave a loaf of bread and
told of the heavenly bread. I was
that man.’ And another one says,
‘J£ou forget that sick one to whom
you gave medicine tor the body and
the soul. I wa9 that one.’—Selected.
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Renew your subscription.
A Ureat Home Circle.
The Bible describes Heaven as a great
home .circle Well, now, that would
be a very queer home circle where the
members did not know eacb other.
The Bible describes death«as a sleep.
It we know eacb other before we go
to sleep shall we not know eacb other
alter we wake up? Oh, yes. We will
know each other a great deal better
then than now, ‘tor now,’ says the
apostle, ‘we see through a glass dark
ly, but then face to face.' It will be
my purified, enthroned and glorified
body gazing on your purified, enthron
ed anjJ glorified body.
Now 1 demand, if you believe the
Bible, that you take this theory ol
future recognition out of the realm
of speculation and surmise into the
region ot positive certainty, and no
more keep saying,‘I hope it is so; 1
have an idea it is so; I guess it is
so/ Be able' to say, with all the con
centrated energy of body, mind and
soul, ‘I know it is so.’
There are in addition to these Bible
arguments other reasons why I accept
this theory, in the first place be
cause the rejection of it implies the
entire obliteration of ourt memory.
Can it be possible that we shall for
get forever those with whose walk,
look, manner we have been so long
familiar? W ill death come, and with
a sharp, keen blade hew away this
faculty of memory? Abraham said
to Dives, ‘Son, remember/ If the
exiled and the lost remember, will
not the enthroned remember?
You know very well that our joy in
any circumstance is augmented by the
companionship of our friends. We
cannot see a picture with less than
four eyes, or hear a song with less
than four ears. We want some one
beside us with whom to exchange
glances and sympathies; and I sup
pose the joy ol Heaven is to be aug
mented by the fact that we are to
have our friends with as when there
rise before us the thrones of the
blessed, and when there surges up in
our ears the Jubilate of the saved.
Heaven is not a contraction, it is an
expansion. If 1 know you here I will
know you better there. Here I see
you with only two eyes, but there the
soul shall have a million eyes. It
will be immortality gazing on
immortality—ransomed spirit in!
colloquy with ransomed spirit—
Victor beside victor. When John
Evans, the Scotch minister, was
seated in his study bis wife came in
and said to him, ‘My dear, do you
think we will know each other in
Heaven?’ He turned to her and said,
‘My dear, do you think we will be
bigger tools in Heaven than we are
here V— Talmage.
“The Bright Side.”
‘My work is done/ said the Count
ess of Huntingdon, when eighty four
years old. ‘I have nothing to do but
to go to my Father.
When an aged Christian can echo
these words there is no fear ot
death, only joyful anticipation. The
re ward is assured if the work has been
done. After the cross borne patient
ly comes the crown to be worn victo
riously.
‘I am on the bright side of seven
tv,’ said an aged man of God; ‘the
bright side because nearer to ever
lasting glory.’ J. Pulsford writes, ‘As
ripe fruit is sweeter than green fruit
so is age sweeter than youth, provid
ed the youth were grafted into Chiist.
As harvest time is a brighter
time than seed time, that is, if
youth were a seed time, for good
as the completion of a work
is more glorious than the begin
ning, so is age more glorious than
youth, that is, if the foun
toundation of the work of God was
laid in youth. As sailing into port
is a happier thing than the voyage, so
is age happier than youth, that is
when the voyage from youth is made,
wttb-ChriaLafcHifikelm.’
One of the most delightful and
comforting thoughts to the aged Is
that of the ‘waiting friends on the other
shore-’ Soon after his daughter died
an aged,o faithful Christian said:—
“Sailors on a voyage will drink
‘Friends astern!’ till they are half way
over; then, Friends ahead! With
me it has been ‘Friends ahead!’ this
long time.’
What a precious theught: “Friends
ahead!’ The dead beloved ones which
we have ‘lost awhile.’ But old age is
not always a time of mere ‘waiting’
with folded hands for the call to come
up higher. There are old people
whose mental and physical strength
keeps them working even unto the
very borders ot their graves. Socrates
at an extreme old age learned to play
on musical instruments; Petrarch
between seventy and eighty began
the study of Latin; Cato at eighty
began Greek, and Ludovico at one
hundred and fifteen wrote the memoirs
of his own time.—Chrutianht Work.
All (iod's people are praying peo.
pie. You may as soon And a living
man without breath, as a living Chris
tian without prayer.
What we win oy prayer, we must
wear with praise.
Wiving and Taking Offence.
Everybody admits tbe sinfulness
of giving offence, because he can do
that while thinking ot his neighbor;
but comparatively few reflect npon the
impropriety of taring offence, because
to do that would involve self-condem
nation. Yet they are kindred faults,
and commonly also neighbors. He
who is slow to put a wrong construe
tion on the words or actions of another,
will generally be tender in bis deal
ings with his fellowmen. But tbe
man who rides rough-shod over the
feelings of others will be the first to
make an outcry if one wounds bis
sensibilities. The root of both evils
is self-conceit. In giving offence the
man is enamored in his own way, and
so determined to have it that he is
unconsciously, it may be, yet obliv
ious of the rights of others to have
opinions of their own, and to set them
forth with much earnestness as they
can command. It may be true that
bis way is the best way; but if they
are members of the association
equally with him, they have a right to
be consulted, and they need to be
persuaded. Now, dogmatism is not
persuasion,and dictation is not one of
the most approved methods of con
viaeing; and so when a man expects
that the mere putting through ot his
scheme is all that is to be cared for,
he cannot fail 10 give offence all
around. He has forgotten what was
due to others in the exagerated es
timate which he has formed of the
value of hisown protests—C’h Mum at
Work. n
If any ot my hearers are still in the
sinners’ ranks let them not fear that
they are now called to labor.—Lo,
God’s table is set. He invites you to
eat. It is a grand symposium worthy
of the great King who gives it, ‘a
feast of fat things, a feast of wines on
the lees.’ There is bread of heaven,
angels' food, and water of life that
you may drink and never thirst again.
There are wine and milk to give you
strength and to make you merry
always.
The table is large enough to seat
all who come. Invitations are out to
all people in the wide world. This is
not yet the great wedding feast which
God will make for his Son, but it ib
nevertheless a grand and sumptuous
banquet. Then crowds innumerable
shall set around the Father's board in
heaven, but even now millions may
take their place at bis table on earth.
Tens ot millions are now eating with
joy fill minds before the Lord. Will
not you join the throng ? Yes, come,
eat and drink, that you too may have
ioy.
Long ago the first invitations were
sent oat. God called Abraham to a
land flowing with milk and honey. He
summoned Israel out of Egypt and
gave them manna. Isaiah cried, ‘Ho,
every one that thirsteth, come ye to
the waters;and he that hath no money,
eome ye, buy and eat; yea, come buy
wine and milk, without money and
without priced So also the later proph
ets. Then came John the Baptist
announcing that the day was near.
All Israel was bidden, and many were
the hints thrown out that the Gentiles
also should be welcomed to the feast.
Finally Jesus came, God’s Son, the
Lamb appointed lor our Passover.
He sent torth his apostles to bid all
nations come. They lifted up their
voice and cried, ‘Come, for all things
are now ready/ The work of tedemp
tion was complete. Atonement has
been made for sin. The vilest sinners
could now wash v in the Fountain and
be clean. He could don the robe of
righteousness bought with the Sav
iour's blood. None need fear that
he was not fit to appear before the
presence of the Almighty.
Israel was called; then the Samar
itan, and last the Gentile, The apos
tle published the invitations, and their
successors. The call has been repeat
ed day t>y day for near two thousand
years. It is heard now from thou
sands of mouths, at church, at school
and in the, home. You hear it, at this
hour, as it tell irom the Saviour’s own
lips. I repeat the self same call,
‘Come, for all things aie now ready/
Will you ? Behold, all is noto ready.
—From the barrel oj a Lutheran Cler
gyman.
We too often proceed in the wrong
way with our children. We preach
and scold and punish to make them,
good, but do very little which truly
makes them happy. Children are so
easily pleased, but we too often make
the mistake of giving that which is to
them so little pleasure. More of
mother's love,time, and attention,and
fewer tucks on the tiny garment
would make many a child happier.
God may acept our prayers, and yet
not grant us the very thing we pray
for. -1
We have not what we ask, when we
aak, we know not what.
Where we have a tent Goii must
have an altar.
Only be steadfast, never wavrr, Nor
seek earth's tavor, But rest:
Why shoulit'st thou fill to day with
1 sorrow About to morrow; Iviy heart?
A Changed Hymn.
“He hath pia new song into my
mouth.”—Psalm xi, 3.
‘The beloved of the Lord shall dwell
in safety by him, and the Lord shall
cover him all the day long, and he shall
dwell between his shoulders.”—Deut
xxxii, 12.
“Jesus, lover of my soul,”
Bids me in his bosom stay,
And though billows round me roll,
I am safely hid away;
For he holds me in his arms,
Suite beyond the tempest’s reach,
he whispers to my heart
Words unknown to human speech
“Other refuge have I none,”
He my habitation is:
Here no evil can befall,
I am kept in perfect peace.
I am covered all day long
With the shadow of his wing ;
Dwell in safety through the night,
Walking, this is what I sing:
“Thou, O Christ, art alii want,”
Bests my helpless soul on thee;
Thou wilt never leave alone,
Nor forget to comfort me.
Thou hast saved my soul from death,
Thou hast scattered doubts and fears,
And the sunshine of thy face
Sweetly Jrieth all my tears. —
“Thou of life the fountain art,”
Thou dost wash me white as snow;
I’m content to dwell apart
From all else, thy love to know.
Blessed Sun of Righteousness,
I so love to look on thee,
That my eyes are growing blind
To the things once dear to me.
NUGGETS OF GOLD.
It matters not how long we live but
how,—Baily's Festus.
Wisdom is oftimes nearer when we
stoop than when we soar.— Words
worth. ’
How immense appear to us the sins
we have not committed.—Mme. Neckar.
He approaches nearest to the gods
who knows how to be silent, even
though he is in the right.— Cato.
Let us humbly accept from God
even our owu nature, and treat it
charitably, firmly, intelligently.—
Amiel.
Be brief; for it is with words as
with sunbeams—the more they are
condensed the deeper they burn.—Dr.
Southey.
If thou art wise, thou knowest
thine own ignorance, and thou art
ignorant if thou knowest not thyself.
—Luther.
The pleasantest things in the world
are pleasant thoughts, and the great
art in life is lo have as many of them
as possible.
True piety and morality are in- •
separable. Piety is love with its face
toward God; and morality is lpve with
its face toward man.
_ When thou art obliged to speak, be '
sure to speak the truth; tor equivoca
tion is half way to lying, and lying is
the whole way to hell.
•''Sin is never at a stop; if we do not
retreat from it, we shall advance in it,
and the further on we go the more we
have to come back.—Barrow.
One thought sublimely sweet,
Where'er my wanderings be,
One star to guide my feet;
The Lord hath heed of me.
—Josephine Wolcott.
Let it never be forgotten that there
is but ‘one Lord Jesus Christ,’ and
that human' salvation is by him, and
him only. If we fail ot his salvation,
we tail altogether.
” If there is such a thing as its being_
forever too_late to mend under the
organic and physical natural law,
probably, and more than probably,
there is such a thing under the moral
natural law.—Joseph-Cook.
Ah. well ! for usddf some sweet hope rr
lies
Deeply burred from human eyes;
And, in the hereatter, angels may
Roll the stone from its grave away !
? j . —J. G. Whittier.
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We must either conquer sin or tie
conquered ond destroyed by it. It is
‘war to the death.' ‘Use sin,’ said
Richard Baxter, as it will use you—
spare it not, for it will not spare you;
it is your murderer, and the murderer
of the world; kill it, or it will kill
you.’’ ~ 7“
Faith will frequently find force,
numbers, discipline, knowledge, and
strategic skill against it. Yet, being
nothing less than a direct dependence
on the Almighty, it will be stronger
than any or all of its antagonists.
‘And this is the victory that over
cometh the world, even our faith.’—
//. Clay Irumbull. ] ■
The Sunday School is, in effect, au
every-day school, and the Sunday
School teacher is an all-the-week in
fluence. There is no such thing as a
true and efficient. Sunday School
•teacher, who has not a week-day in
terest in his scholars as well as a
Sunday interest. Character shaping
and Christian, file-building are not a
thing of one day in seven.—//. Clay
Trumbull.
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