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THE EVENING'S END.
How sweetly it comes back, how tenderly,
That evenng's end; no little thing forgot;
The fire made safe; set back the steaming pot;
Windows and doors shut tightly as could be;
The tall clock wound; the bouse all still; and then?
The dear old man his candle takes and goes
To seek his own well-earned, prayer-blessed repose,
His heart at peace with all the sons of men.
And, when we to the end of toil have won,
And it is time for us to go to bed,
May we as gently move unto our rest,
I weaving no simplest needful thing undone,
No word of haling gentleness unsaid,
Some lamp of God close to our bosoms pressed.
?John White Chadwlck, in Christian Register.
ALL FOR CHRIST.
Two Services in New York.
by mrs. susan leland baker.
"The old First church never closes its doors;
open every day for meditation and prayer."
1 read the above on a tablet posted prominently
on the front of the beautiful Old First church,
Fifth Avenue, New York, and feeling the need
of rest from the "madding crowd" on the thoroughfares,
I entered the churchly edifice and
sought quiet in its dim religious light. The
sexton recognizing a stranger invited me to make
myseit at Home, pointed out some line memorial
windows and asked me to return the next day
for "worship." The minister, the Rev. Howard
Duflield, was away for his health, but his assistants
would conduct the services.
Sunday morning I was at the portal soon
after Sunday school had been dismissed and an
usher promptly conducted me to a seat. The
solemnity of the place induced the thought,
surely I am in God's house, and involuntarily
the head was bowed in silent prayer. During
the organ prelude and before the praise notes
of the doxology two ministers robed in black
Geneva gowns walked up the pulpit stairs. The
sermon was preached by the Rev. James McCagne,
and ta slight though attractive Scotch
accent betrayed his nationality. His text wak
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the exaltation of the Saviour was his thrilling
theme. "Christ the center and the desire of
all men to get back to him in the times that
are at hand."
I was glad the Presbyterian Church is not
bounded by State lines, for there was the same
simplicity of worship, the reverence for the Sabbath
as preached from that pulpit, and the grand
forward movement and care for men's souls.
The offertory service was conducted by the assistant.
The charities of the church are many,
and the giving was sublime when the call came,
'' worship god with your substance.'' That night
in a visit to the missions I was to realize the
need of those funds which were so generously
poured out. The ministers both stood near the
vestibule at the close to shake hands with the
retiring congregation. As I said a few words
of thanks, the minister knew I was from the
South; and "If I might have your name," he
said, "one of the elders comes from Georgia,
and will be glad to hear the Southern accent."
So that is how I met. Col Olmstearl of Pati
erate fame in New York city. How his kindly
face beamed! Of course he knew Charleston.
Had "carried a message from Battery "Wagner
to Fort Sumter before the Confederates opened
fire on the fort.
' * I did my best to keep the Northerners out of
the old city," he said, with a shy look at his
young pastor.
T told him I felt as much at home in his church
as I did in the old Scotch church Charleston; and
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1 am sure that lie, the old Christian soldier felt
that He, the Christ of the sermon, had broken
down the middle wall of the partition, 'and we
were all one in Him.
The other side of New York's religious life
was seen at night in the McAuley Mission, and
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of officials and people to give direction and guidance
to the stranger in the streets. Finally guided
by the dashing lights of the Mission, we entered
quietly, and joined in the singing of the Gospel
hymn. The quiet serious faces of the leader
and his wife were impressive. Scattered about
the room were broken down specimens of humanity
striving with the help of the Mission to
overcome the vampires of drink and wretchedness.
One poor outcast feebly rose and thanked
God "for twenty-three hours freedom from the
power of drink," that was all.
A young Italian, very attractive in manner
and neatly dressed, told in a quiet earnest manner,
how he had been feeding "on the husks."
Hungry, almost naked, sleeping in the gutters
covered with a paper. The Mission people found
him, took him by the hand, fed and clothed him,
and bade him hope; then led him to the Great
Helper who took away his sins. For six months
he had been a working, self-respecting Christian.
The wretchedness and misery of it all was overpowering,
and tears streamed over my face over
many of the recitals.
We left the Mission with newly made friends
who would see us on our "right car." Soon af
ter leaving the building a dark mass lying on a
ledge was pointed out: '' There is one of them,''
was said. "Hundreds of them have no better
sleeping place." And so we reached our hotel
wondering over the problems of the extent of
human misery, but rejoicing that there is a power
in the Christian religion to "alleviate, and uplift
fallen humanit3*.
AIM HIGH.
D. L. Moody, speaking on one occasion of the
kind of men that are most needed in the world
today, said: '' Some men are afraid of being too
religious. What we need today is men who believe
deep down in their souls what they profess.
The world is tired and sick of sham. Let
your whole heart be given up to God's service.
Aim high. God wants us all to be His ambassadors.
It is a position higher than that of anv
monarch on earth to be a herald of the cross, but
you must be filled with the Holy Spirit. A great
many people (are afraid to be filled with the
Spirit of God?afraid of being called fanatics.
You are not good for anything until the world
considers you a fanatic. Fox said that every
Quaker ought to shake the country ten miles
around. What does the Scripture say? One
shall chase a thousand, and two shall put ten
thousand to flight.' It takes about a thousand
to chase one now. Why? Because they are
afraid of being too religious. What does this
world want today? Men?men that are out
and out for God and not half hearted in their
allegiance and service.
The rule of the world is to "Look out for
number one." Nothing could be more antagonistic
than this to the teachings of Christ.
His greatest doctrine, the underlying principle
of all his works and deeds, was that of selfsacrifice,
looking out for number two. Therefore
he has given the plain message that to save
our lives we must sacrifice them.
) D T H [ September 20, 1911
THE SKEPTICAL SHOEMAKER.
"1 have read," said the shoemaker, "a good
deal about the heathen gods, und 1 believe the
account oi' Christ is taken from some of the
heathen writings.''
' \? i11 you aomc uy your own decision of the
questions 1 will put to you?" said the Bible
leader. "It so, 1 will Ireely do the same. 1 will
abide by your own answers; by doing so we shall
save much time, and arrive more quickly at the
truth."
*' Well,'' said he, '' out with it, and let us see
if 1 can answer; there tare few things but that
1 can say something about."
' Weil, my friend," replied the reader, "iny
first question is suppose all men were Christians,
according to the account given to us in the
gospels concerning Christ, what would be the
state of society?"
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ne remaineu sneni ior some time in deep
thought, and then was constrained to say,
" Well, if all men were really Christians in practice
as well as in theory, of course we should be
<a happy brotherhood, indeed."
"1 promised you," said the reader, ''that 1
would abide by your answer; will you do the
same?"
"Oh yes," he readily replied; "no man can
deny the goodness of the sytsem in practice, but
now for the other question; perhaps I shall get
on better with that. You have a chalk this time
against me."
"Well, my next question is this: Suppose all
men were infidels?what then would be the state
of London and of the world?"
lie seemed still more perplexed, and remained
a long time silent, the reader doing the same. At
length he said, "You have certainly beaten me.
for I never before saw the two effects upon
societv. 1 HOW ?aa that, wharf tha flhriatiaii
builds up, the inlidel is pulling down. I thank
you; I shall think of what has passed this
afternoon."
The sequel was that he was fully persuaded in
his own mind to give up all his infidel companions
and follow the Lord Jesus Christ. But
the change did not stop here. When first the
reader called he had to sit on an old dirty chair,
with a number of half-starved children sitting
in their rags on the floor around him, neglected
and uncared for; now they have removed
to a better home in a cleaner street. "Within,
all is cheerful and happy. The father, no
longer faithless, delights in the company of his
wife and children, all of whom are neatly dressed
; land his chief happiness is to read and speak
to them of the things which belong to their
everlasting peace.?Exchange.
A BEAUTIFUL INCIDENT.
"Jesus answered and said unto her, if thou
knowest the gift of God and who it is that saith
to thee, Give me to drink, thou wouldst have
tasked of Him, and he would have given thee
living water." Ex-Senator Blackburn, of
Kentucky is quoted asi rebating this incident
when he was in Congress:?"Four days before
I went to the front with my regiment, we had
a little baby girl. She is now grown, and you
always see her with me at any social gathering.
Well, in our army the furloughs came
very rarely. "When we got into line there was
no great chance for a main to get home. It was
about three years afterwards that a few of us
were going down the Mississippi on a river
steamer. I had been sick, and was returning to
my command, but very well broken up then.
As for money, we did not have any; and the
night was hot; as I lay down on the deck, my
soul almost parched with thirst. Pretty soon a
little girl came along with a big glass of lemI