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Simon and Andrew were not fishing with
pin hocks that day, when the Lord called
them, and the first draft in Peter’s gospel net
was 3,000 men. Hand-picked fruit, gathered
•ne by one. are not to be despised, but when
great shoals of men, a million a year, are wash
ed upon ithe shores of America, we want to
do a wholesale business as well.
How Moody’s Church Won the People.
Evangelist Torrey used to be pastor of the
Chicago Avenue church, and he tells how God
helped him to fill it to overflowing, and how
hundreds of men, women and children were
saved. “When I tock the pastorate it had
a seating capacity of 2,200. The first sermon
I preached was on prayer. I said, in closing,
how glad I would be if they sat up late Sat
urday night, or arose early Sunday morning
to pray for God’s blessing on the meetings of
the coming day. Many did so. I also spent
much time in secret prayer myself, often not
retiring until it was well on into Sunday morn
ing and never until I received from God as
surance that the power of the Holy Spirit
would be present in the day’s work. I had
also gathered a little group of people who
really knew God, who continued with me in
prayer. I announced my evening subjects and
put large bulletins in front of the church where
the crowds passed. We printed attractive cards
by the tens of thousands. Our young men
visited all the hotels and saloons in that re
gion every Sunday, inviting people tb the meet
ings, and bringing them in. The evening ser
vices were emphatically evangelistic, always
followed by an after-meeting.
I had preached but three or four Sundays
before the church was packed, and many turn
ed away for lack of room. We then held a
second meeting in the room below, holding
1,100, and another overflow meeting in the
Bible Institute. In the eight years of my ac
tive pastorate, there was not a Lord’s day
lical denomination would be gladly published
and heartily commended.
The editor of The Golden Age was in Okla
homa last year and knows something of the
strain on all church and benevolent activities
on account of three or four successive crop fail
ures. Under this strain the Oklahoma Baptist
University at Shawnee went down last year;
and now the State Baptist College is hanging
in the balance.
It is stated in the appeal that unless ten thou
sand dollars be raised by July 1, this institu
tion, the last and only hope of the Oklahoma
Baptists for years to come, will pass into Ro
man Catholic hands.
If Baptists are worth anything to the re
ligious life of Oklahoma, then an institution
for the Christian training of their leaders is
worth preserving.
We personally know President A. E. Baten
to be a gx’eat, princely soul. A contribution
sent to him at Blackwell, Okla., or Rev. B. A.
Loving at Woodward, Okla., will greatly cheer
these heroic workers and bear dividends for
vital Christianity for generations to come.
Let everybody who reads these lines and who
believes in Christian education for boys and
girls in that great, struggling, undeveloped
commonwealth, send something, large or small
—for, so far as the work of this splendid school
is concerned —
“The future, with all its fears —
With all its hopes of coming years,
Hangs breathless on its fate.”
The Golden Age for June 19, 1913
FISHERS OF MEN
By HENRY W. ADAMS.
without conversions. I doubt if there was any
day of the week without souls being saved.
The secret of all lay in three things: First,
utter dependence upon; God, manifesting it
selfi n constant, persistent believing prayer;
second, giving the people what this old world
needs most of all, the Gospel, pure and simple,
unadulterated and full; third, fcoul-winning
activity on the part of the membership of the
church and of the preacher.”
Hand-Picking Pays Also.
I once heard Dr. Love, of Dallas, superin
tendent of the Southern Baptist Home Mission
Work, tell how we can serve God also by
winning men one by one. While dipping into
his own experience, he was very modest in it,
and gave God all the praise. He said, “One
day in Atlanta I was walking with a friend,
and saw across the street a magnificent appear
ing man. I asked who he was and my friend
said, ‘Our member of congress. He is a man
of tremendous influence, but has no use for
religion.’ ‘lntroduce me, please,’ I said. This
was done. Then I said, ‘I understand from my
friend here, that you are a man greatly re
spected in this region, and with a wonderful
power over the people, but that you are not a
Christian. Did you ever think how much your
power for good would be increased if you
would fine up with Jesus Christs lie ans
wered. ‘Dr. Love, you are the first man in
twenty years who has talked with me person
ally about my soul. Yes, sir, I do realize that
I ought to be a Christian.’ I then suggested
that we go aside where we could have a little
further talk. After explaining more fully the
way of salvation, I suggested that we get on
our knees for prayer, and there and then that
man of great power for good or ill gave his
heart to Jesus Christ.” The average man would
say, “That was a very inopportune time and
place for a stranger to take a man of large
affairs and talk to him that way.” It seemed
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His Wife a Great Blessing.
He was a winsome brown-eyed boy, then of
seventeen, scarcely knowing a letter in the book,
but he learned rapidly and Gen. Booth gave him
study work with the Salvation Army at differ
ent stations. At nineteen he was married to
Miss Pennock, of Whiteby, and he tells us that
only eternity can reveal how much of his suc
cess is due to his wife’s help and encourage
ment through all these years.
In 1882 Gypsy Smith severed his connection
with the Salvation Army and began an inde
pendent work. Everywhere crowds attended
his meetings, and everywhere souls were born
into the kingdom.
In 1886 he visited America for the first time
and held a wonderful meeting for Dr. Prince
of Brooklyn, pastor of Nostrand Avenue Meth
odist church. By his wonderful personnality,
his rare methods and his intense earnestness he
drew great prowds and much lasting good was
done.
His second visit to America was begun in the
summer of 1891. While here at that time he
held great meetings in New York. Brooklyn,
Ocean Grove ai?d other northern cities.
In 1896 he came again to the North, and in
1907 he was the principal speaker at Dr. Bia.ugh-
Gypsy Smith and Bob Jones at Cartersville
so; but you will notice it won out. I want to
tell you something, Mr. Average Man; you
couldn’t do that; I couldn’t; unless we were
mightily indued with the Holy Ghost; and God
the Father will thus induce us if we cry might
ily to him. And there is another thing, Mr.
A. C. M., we might just as well quit “fishing
for men” unless we get power and wisdom
from on high.
How Love Won the Desperado.
Yes, it was human love, and love divine and
Dr. Love, thus prompted, that did it. Here is
another story he told us that day:
“I was traveling at night in the South, and
the train did not have a sleeper until 1 o’clock,
so I concluded not to take it. After riding
awhile I felt impressed to go into a second class
car, to see who was there. I found the sheriff
taking a hard-looking prisoner to the peniten
tiary. I asked him if he objected to my speak
ing to the man. He laughed and said: ‘That
man is about the toughest in all this region.
He has just committed an awful murder.’ The
man was hand-cuffed, and then chained to the
seat, and had a hard sullen face. I told him
‘I understand you have committed murder, and
no doubt have been a great sinner, but I want
to tell you, after all God loves you.’ He turn
ed upon me a face full of incredulity and
scorn. I then repeated to him those great
words, from John 3:16, which has melted so
many a poor sinner’s heart, ‘For God so loved
the world, that he gave his only begotten Son,
that whosoever believeth in him should not
perish, but have everlasting life.’ I said, ‘These
are not my words, God says this in the Bible.’
‘Let me see it,’ he said, and I held it up so
that with his own eyes he could read these
wonderful words, ‘Well,’ he said, ‘if God can
love such a wretch as I am, I will love him,
and stand by him as long as I live.’ ” My re
membrance is that the poor fellow made good.
St. Joseph, Mo.
ton’s Bible Conference in Atlanta, where he up
lifted thousands with his wonderful messages.
In the meantime, he has traveled over the
world and held great meetings in Australia,
South Africa and other countries.
Gypsy Smith and Bob Jones.
On Sunday, August 3, Bob Jones, the great
Alabama evangelist, whose wonderful success in
the work is known all over our land, will begin
a religious campaign in Cartersville at the Sam
Jones Tabernacle. Mr. Jones has secured Gypsy
Smith to assist him in this meeting, and the
praying hearts of Cartersville are asking God
that this may prove the greatest meeting ever
held in this famous old Tabernacle.
This is a marvelous opportunity and Carters
ville will throw wide open her doors and invite
the world to come and share with us this
“feast of fat things.”
Now, may the God of strength and peace and
love, guide to us across the waters this great
servant of his, and may he come with a double
portion of his Spirit, a great measure of his
strength and endued with wisdom for winning
men and women to our Christ.
Cartersville sends out this earnest call for
your prayers now, and your presence when our
August feast begins.
MRS LEM GILREATH.
Cartersville. Ga., June 16, 1913.
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