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tually helpful one to the other. If Miss Royal will
permit, the editor of The Golden Age will take pleas
ure in himself donating the Pledge Pin to the pupil
who wins it, and maybe, he can also arrange to
present it in person.
ANOTHER LITTLE SISTER.
Dear Editor: —I have been a silent reader of The
Golden Age for some time, but couldn’t get up cour
age enough to write until I saw “Daisy Dean’s” let
ter in print and thought you might allow “me” also
to call you “Brother Willie,” if it is not asking too
much of you. Yes, Daisy, I am sure every one that
read your letter enjoyed it, I know I did and we
would all like very much to hear more about San
Francisco and the Chinese, for there are lots of us
who have not had the pleasure of visiting San Fran
cisco. You must let us tv ar from you soon again. I
am going to sign the Pledge, but as Mr. Upshaw will
not want it printed I will put it on a separate piece
of paper. I am trying to get the pin and I think it
must be beautiful. I think it well that the editor
changed the title of “our page” to “Voices of Youth.”
Hoping Mr. Upshaw will not deny me the pleasure
of calling him “Brother Willie” I will close. Your
friend, Augusta Callaway.
Tunnel Hill, Ga.
Another name for our Roll of Honor and what a
good, cheerful letter! Os course the editor is
“Brother Willie” to you, Augusta, and he wants you
to begin calling him that name right at once! Surely
we are all “brothers and sisters” and in using that
term we are merely fulfilling a sacred Scriptural
suggestion.
FROM A “CHILD OF FIFTY-SEVEN.”
To The Golden Age: —I hope the editor and the
Voices of Youth will not object, and think it very
strange that a child of fifty-seven asks admittance
one time only, in your columns! I have been a sub
scribers also a constant reader of The Golden Age
ever since its first issue (though a Methodist), and
have gathered much inspiration from these youth
ful correspondents; also from the editor, whose
great work of proclaiming the news of salvation by
Christ unto all, in which I imagine he finds great
pleasure and enjoyment. Though he is a stranger to
Our London Letter.
The controversy over the “New Theology” is
not going to die down in a hurry. In the daily
newspapers and in the weekly religious press
the question is being discussed at great length, and
the various letters and opinions show how deeply
the country is stirred. Meanwhile the author of all
this discussion, Rev. R. J. Campbell of the
City Temple, has withdrawn from the scene for a
month, having gone off on his usual winter holiday.
Today’s week-day service at the City Temple was
taken by Dr. Clifford, one of the chief leaders of con
formity, and it was a crowded congregation to
which he addressed himself. There were loud
rounds of applause when he stood up for Mr. Camp
bell, and pleaded for liberty of thought and speech.
Then, proceeding, he preached a truly evangelical
sermon—the spirit of which was quite contrary
to his defence of the City Temple minister. The
contradiction was truly amazing and mystified oth
ers in the audience besides myself.
One result of the controversy will be a deepened
interest in the Word of God. On orthodox lines
there have been two remarkable meetings this week
—one at Westminster Chapel and the other at Ex
eter Hall. At the former place of worship Dr.
Campbell Morgan preached on “Christ and the
Bible.” Delays on the railway prevented my reach
ing the church until a few minutes after starting
time, and when I got there I found the building was
crowded to the door, and that there was not even
standing room to be had. I was, therefore, unable
to obtain admittance, but friends who were more
fortunate than I tell me that the gathering was a
most enthusiastic one, and that Dr. Morgan’s vigo
rous defence of the Bible was brilliant in every
respect. At the close of the address the audience
spontaneously burst into singing, “Stand up for
Jesus.” The meeting at Exeter Hall last night,
addressed by Dr. A. T. Pierson, of Brooklyn, was
also an enthusiastic one and the Doctor was heartily
applauded as he stood up for the old Book. Every
where there is undoubtedly a new interest in the
Bible, and thus the new movement is doing good,
The Golden Age for February 21, 1907.
me (never seeing him but once) and except by a
good name which is rather to be chosen than great
riches, and loving favor, rather than silver and gold.
I have read he went through seven years of great
suffering; the husbandman crushes the grape to
receive its best juice, and our heavenly Father
scoureth every child whcm he receives in order to
bring out their graces to make them of more value
to others; this much, I believe he did for “Earnest
Willie”; the name the editor went by when I first
heard of him. May he live long as an instrument in
God’s hands accomplishing much good in sowing seed
to grow up in usefulness in God’s vineyard through
corresponding with the boys and girls which are the
hope of our country. I will ask before closing did anv
of the readers, read the poem on January 24,
1907, on page ten? Answer please in youi’ letters to
the editor. God bless each one. Mrs. J. E. Harwell,
380 Pulliam St., Atlanta, Ga.
Most cordially do we greet you, dear friend, for
your lettei* makes us feel that you are one with us in
thought, feeling and aspirations. We thank you for
your kind words and hope you will write to us
again; also that our young people will answer as to
the poem, as you suggest.
FROM A BOY WHO THINKS.
Editor of The Golden Age. Dear Editor: —I want
to sign your pledge. I live in Newton county, and
go to country school, Flint Hill. We have made great
improvements on our school grounds, we won the
prize offered by the State School Commissioner for
the best improvements. We want to keep our school
grounds in good order. Our grounds were very rocky,
and trees and vines were tangled up together, but
by hard work we have them neat at last. We began
last year working on our grounds, we didn’t have any
tools to work with, except hoes, we did everything
with our hoes. We planted trees the first thing,
and afterward we had to build terraces to place the
stones on. We had a hard time, digging in the rocks,
but we received our reward. It was like digging
in solid rocks, but we never gave up. We just
had the will power. We felt we must dig if we
wanted an education. We must not stop and say,
“I can’t learn,” but just keep climbing, until in reach
of the top at last. There isn’t any excuse for anyone
though hardly in the way anticipated by its pro
moters.
Two American evangelists, Dr. J. Q. A. Henry
and Mr. J. Raymond Hemminger, who are at present
missioning in this country, have just concluded a
remarkable series of meetings in the Irish town of
Lisburn, near Belfast. The town was stirred in a
truly wonderful way, the very best people, as well
as the worst, were reached, and the old people de
clare that not since the revival of ’59 has there
been such an awakening. No fewer than SO per
sons confessed Christ at the closing service, and it
is believed that the town and neighborhood will
feel the effect of the mission for many a day to
come. Dr. Henry and his colleague leave for Amer
ica about the end of March.
J. Kennedy Maclean.
10 Paternoster Row, Jan. 31, 1907.
A Home For Drunkard’s Wives.
The statement comes from Des. Moines, lowa,
that within the next few months there will be es
tablished by the lowa Humane Society a home for
drunkards’ wives. There is no similar institution
in all the range of the broad charities of the world
and the success of the practical application of this
kindly impulse is problematical. It is feared that
but few women will consent to desert their drunk
ard husbands. The endowment of the insti
tution is to consist of a fund of $50,000, left to it
by the late millionaire philanthropist James Calla
han. This sum carries with it the provision that not
a single cent of it should be diverted, no matter
how indirectly, toward the maintenance of the hus
bands of the inmates.
Mrs. Elizabeth Jones Baird is secretary of the
Humane Society referred to, and it is largely
through her influence that Mr. Callahan made his
donation. Contributions for the institution are be
ing received at the present time and the amount
seems likely to reach the desired $1,009,000 within
a short time. The establishment and development
of this plan will be watched with interest.
not to become educated. Some boys and girls do
not like to go to school. They will get up some morn
ing and not want to go to school just because they
have a hard lesson to get. Some will say, “I have a
headache,” even if they haven’t got a headache any
more than a man that didn’t have a head! I want
to go to school every day that I can. Boys should
think of theii’ parents and of how hard they are striv
ing for them. We shall not have our mothers and
fathers always, to give us advice. They can see the
benefits of an education. We must strive, boys! if we
want to reach the top. How can we ever become
educated if we do not try? If we only try, we will
surely win. We must build our foundation while we
are young. If we fail to build it while we are young
then, when we become men, we will fail also. Boys,
we must start right, if we want to end right. I have
a few don’ts which I wrote during last week in
school. Boys, don’t quarrel and fight, just because
you can’t have your own way every thime. Don’t
stay at home just because you have a hard lesson,
if you do you have simply lost time that you never
will get back. Don’t stay at home just because of a
little snow or rain, if you do you have lost what some
one else has gained. Don’t get mad and fuss with
your brothers, and sisters, because it will lead to
hatred. Don’t sit down and say that you can’t get
an education, for you can if you will try. Don’t waste
your precious moments, while you are young. Don’t
make a poor excuse waiting, weak, unsteady; all
obedience worth the time must be prompt and ready.
Some boys think when they can have a cigarette
stuck in the corner of their mouths, and their pockets
full of tobacco or a pistol in one pocket and a deck
of cards in another that they are as large as anyone
in the country, but they are the sorriest persons any
where. Our country wants boys that can be trusted.
People all like boys who are kind; and boys should
be kind to old people, as well as to everybody. I
will close with best wishes to this paper. I remain
yours truly, Tilden Ellington.
Oxford, Ga.
Now this letter shows that Tilden thinks for him
self about a good many things and if he follows
himself the rules he lays down for others it is certain
he will make a mighty good man! We wish him
all success and now our readers will be helped by his
good advice.
New Liquor Law For Maine.
It is claimed that if the voters of the State of
Maine could directly influence legislative action in
that state, the Prohibit ion laws now in effect
would be repealed and “Local Option” would take
their place. As a mailer of fact, the enforcement
of the Prohibition Law has become almost a. farce
and the illicit sale of liquor has been carried on
largely throughout the state. Only spasmodically
is the law enforced and although for twenty years
Maine has been endeavoring to legislate liquor out
of the state its sale still goes on in back rooms and
“kitchen saloons.” All classes of people are dis
cussing the question and it is very probable that
some stringent action will be taken in the near
future, either looking toward the enforcement of
the present law or toward the making of laws to
restrict the sale of liquor.
A Wireless Telegraph.
The wireless telegraph called prayer
Needs neither ether, space, nor air
O’er which to speed fear’s quivering waxes
From us who need, to Him who saves;
Through vacuums of forgetfulness
Race forth the flashing messages:
No medium is too dense or hard;
Flesh, distance, time, in vain retard;
Prayer needs two instruments alone—
God’s heart, and, tuned therewith, thine own;
These signal stations in accord.
Thou shalt hold converse with thy Lord
Through hills, o’er plains, beneath the sea
Eor love’s the electricity!
Who loveth, though the meanest clod,
Gan telegraph each day to God!
—Frederic Lawrence Knowles.
Informal.
“Oh, mother, do I have to take a bath? Mrs.
Morris told me especially the party was very in
formal.’ ’
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