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Oh, young men and women, make up your minds that, so far as you are concerned, the generation yet unborn shall not look back over such a history as that and name you as the guilty one! “Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. ’ ’ Sin and Its Scar. One more example: I know a bright, sweet, beau tiful, young woman who was very fond of going to the german. -She always went with some young man who did not care a cent for her health. Every night she had an opportunity she would go. She danced as long as anybody, and bragged about it. She would come out of a warm room into the open air with no sleeves, no neck to her dress, and no anything practically, except what was on the ground. With every nerve on fire with excitement, and every pore of her skin congested with blood, she would thus return home late at night and re tire. The next day she would sleep late, violating every law of nature. Think of a mother and father with sense enough to keep out of an asylum, al lowing their daughter to live such a life of dissipa tion ! What happened? After awhile she began to cough. The physician found she had a case of ca tarrhal consumption, of which she died. Before she died she gave herself to God and was saved, but her life was not spared. You may get forgiveness for your sin, but the scar will stay with you for all time. I ask you in all candor and solemnity before God, is it not time we were stopping our sowing of wild oats? The awful harvest is ahead of us. You talk about pleasure in your wild oat sowing; is it a pleasure to reap? Hugging Weasels. Dr. Wilberforce was walking on the Alps one day, and saw a mountain eagle light and take something in his talons and soar away to the skies. He watched the eagle to see if he could find out what it was he had, when suddenly he began to wabble, and then, as if shot with an arrow, tumbled to the ground. He went to the place where the eagle fell, and there in his grasp was an Alpine weasel which he had taken for his prey, but which had sucked the eagle’s blood until he was dead. God help us to rivet this thought! Here are men and women who are holding within the talons of their affecifions some weasel. It may be lust or bad habits or some other sin. Think of the awful con dition awaiting you when the weasel which you have to your breast shall turn upon you and take your physical, moral and spiritual life. God help us to examine our seed before we sow. Dr. Broughton at Westminster. The following is copied from the Christian World of London, England, and is one of the many com plimentary notices being given Dr. Broughton and his work abroad: Dr. Len. G. Broughton, of Atlanta City, Georgia, who is preaching at Westminster Chapel during September, is Dr. Campbell Morgan’s alter ego. Physically, there is a striking resemblance which on one occasion is said to have deceived Mrs. Camp bell Morgan herself. It is not as noticeable as it was w T hen Dr. Broughton was in England two years ago. The interval has left its mark on Dr. Morgan, but when Dr. Broughton came on the platform on Sunday evening he looked not a day older than when we met him in 1904 at the first passive resistance sale in Hampstead, at which he bought a barometer belonging to a lady resister, to take back home as a memento. The likeness, moreover, goes deeper than form and feature. There is a kinship of soul which doubt less drew the two men together when they first met at Northfield. This comes out markedly in their preaching. Both are Bible men. They know it as few people know it nowadays and they regard it as the preacher’s first duty to expound the Word. Dr. Broughton’s career has been a romantic one. Originally a physician, his conversion was the turn ing point in his life. Preach he must, and not knowing how else to begin, he preached in the streets. His friends were scandalized, and like The Golden Age for October 4, 1906. the friends of another and greater preacher, said he was beside himself. Afterwards he gave up his practice and entered the ministry. Today he is one of the great pulpit forces of the world. His church at Atlanta is one of the largest in the States, seat ing some 5,000 people, and is too small for the con gregation. In civic as well as religious life, he is a force to be reckoned with. He has taken a leading part in the crusade for purity in municipal affairs, and is, in consequence, the center of fierce hatred as well as of passionate admiration and affection. On Sunday evening his subject was “The Friend ship of Jesus,” and his text—the prettiest text in the Bible—John 15: 15. Dr. Broughton treats texts as he used to treat his patients. He diagnoses them. Hence his divisions are so simple as to seem al most commonplace, but when he is through with his text you feel that you know its contents. Westminster Chapel was a Bible school on Sun day evening. Almost every one of the rather nu merous divisions was another verse of Scripture held up as an electric light to flash its rays on some new facet of the central jewel text. Jesus was presented as the sinner’s only friend, because in him alone are to be found the wisdom to direct and the strength to support the soul that trusts in him. He only is able to save to the uttermost, to succor those that are tempted, to subdue both the temptation and the tempter, and to supply all needs according to his riches in glory. And when this friendship attains its perfect intimacy and com pleteness, it means a union of the believer with his Lord, in which even prayer becomes almost super fluous. Soul speaks to soul without the medium of speech. Companionship with Christ is prayer, and his presence is the only answer that we need. A large congregation at Westminster Chapel lis tened to Dr. Broughton’s sermon last Sunday night on “The Place of Amusements in the Christian Life and in the Christian Church.” Dr. Broughton is a firm believer in pleasure—of the right sort. His creed is that it is absolutely essential to the life of old and young. His story of the child who was converted at a meeting, and who went to tell her stern grandfather, who had long been praying for the little girl’s conversion, and how in exuber ance of spirits she had a romp with the cat, only to be severely reprimanded by the austere old man, who thought religion was to be disassociated from joy, provoked smiles that almost verged into tears at the conclusion of the story. Dr. Broughton will speak next Sunday more particularly to young men; his subject will be, “The Ideal Young Man,” and on the following Sunday he will speak on “The Ideal Young Woman.” (From the Christian Commonweath, London, Eng land.) Presentation of Keys at Ponce de Leon Avenue Baptist Church. By GEO. M. BROWN. Dr. Millard, and Brothers and Sisters of The Ponce de Leon Avenue Baptist Church: As chairman of youi’ Building Committee, it is my privilege to hold in my hand today the keys to the fifth Meeting House which is also the first home of this Church. The first place where the meetings of the Church were held, was at the residence of one of its mem bers where the Ponce de Leon Avenue Baptist Church was organized Thursday, October 6, 1904, after several preliminary meetings had been held; the next place was in the building of the First Bap tist Church where, on Sunday, October 9, 1904, our Church was formally recognized by a council con sisting of messengers from the First, Second and Jackson Hill Baptist Churches of Atlanta. Begin ning with Oct. 16, 1904, and continuing until April 1905, our congregation met regularly each Sunday afternoon and Thursday night in the North Avenue Presbyterian Church building through the courtesy of our brethren of that Church. While worshipping there during the month of October, 1904, our Church by a unanimous vote se- lected Mr. Haralson Bleckley as architect, and in structed Brother Wm. J. Northen, the chairman of the Church, to appoint a Building Committee to con' fer with Mr. Bleckley and select plans for a perma nent meeting house to be erected on our lot situated at the corner of Ponce de Leon and Piedmont Ave nues. After the Church had secured Dr. Millard as pastor and while plans for this building were being drawn, the Church decided to erect a temporary tabernacle and use same until its permanent home was built. Mr. Edward C. Peters a member of the All Saints’ Episcopal Church, tendered us the free use for that purpose of a lot on Piedmont Avenue, just across the street from our own lot. This offer was accepted and the Tabernacle erected thereon, and our meetings were held in it from April, 1905, until May, 1906, at which time we moved into the Sunday school room of our own church building. The plans for this temporary tabernacle, a pic ture of which appears on the back page of our pro gramme of today, required more than ordinary skill and judgment, but we found among our membership brothers E. M. Durant, Fred B. Law and P. D. Baker, and to these three men the drawing of the plans and the erection of the building was confided. They were confronted with the problem of erecting a house small enough to come within the appropria tion set aside for the purpose and at the same time large enough to accommodate the congregation and also to plan so that the acoustics would be good. They made a wonderful success of the enterprise. The acoustics were perfect, and through hearing Dr. Millard deliver God’s message to His children in this world, many souls accepted Christ as their Saviour at this little meeting house, and the Church prospered and grew in membership; but when we had worshipped here for one summer we had no fear that the building would ever fail in furnish ing seating capacity for our membership, and it was so hot that each Sunday we were reminded of the terrible punishment in store in the future for the unconverted. However, in the winter time it was so cold that we had to crowd together around the stoves in order to keep warm, and in this way we seemed to become welded together as one big family circle. We got to know each other better, and the stranger who came to worship with us was treated as one of the family and made to feel at home. We became thoroughly united and harmonious and were very happy together and we felt sure that God was with us at our meetings. Our motto became, “Love one another.” As a consequence of this condition our decisions on any question brought before 'us were generally unanimous. When your building committee held its first meet ing, it was determined that no decision should be made unless three-fourths of the entire mem bership voted in the affirmative, and I do not remember that we ever reached a final decision on any question that came before us until the vote of all present was unanimous. We have had many meetings of the committee and in May, 1905, we placed before the Church the plan suggested by Mr. Bleckley and agreed upon by the committee, for the beautiful new building equipped with all the modern conveniences in which we are gathered today. In June, 1905, the plans were adopted by a unan imous vote of the Church and the committee was instructed to sign a contract with Mr. George A. Clayton for the erection of the building. We feel that the entire membership of the church is respon sible for this new church building, and that your building committee was merely the agency through which your decision was executed and the house erected in accordance with the plans selected. Our work is finished and as chairman of tiie Building Committee it gives me great pleasure in behalf of the committee to deliver to you, Brother Millard, the keys to this building. (Mr. Geo. M. Brown’s address, in delivering the keys of the church.) About 35,000 tons of paper are annually turned out at Skien, Norway. The laborers, 1,000 in num ber, receive only 40 cents to sl.lO per day. 5