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THE STRANGER.
“I was a stranger and ye took me
in.” Matt. 25 : 35.
It is one of the requirements of
God’s word that we care for the
stranger. Who is meant by the
stranger? It is one, not necessarily
from a far country, but one having
the feelings of a stranger. It may
be our next door neighbor—it may
be nearer still—one of our own
household. What are the feelings of
a stranger? Desolate, lonely, un
cared for, and yet not alone; away
from home and kindred ties it may
be, and yet among the relationship
of fellow beings—cut off and yet
near. It is not a feeling of indepen
dence but one of dependence; not a
feeling of companionship but rather
uncompanionable. Not from any
standpoint a feeling of pleasure. It
s for these characters that we are
exhorted, as Christians, to look after,
to care for, to take into our sympa
thy as fellow-beings.
This is one of the grand and beauti
ful lessons of Christianity. Christ
exemplified and taught it to his fol
lowers. The world teaches no such
lesson. The world is cold and un
friendly to the stranger.
Paul says: “Be not forgetful to
entertain strangers : for thereby some
have entertained angels unawares: ”
This is what Abraham did, uncon
sciously, when three strangers came
to his door; and as unconsciously
may the Lord’s spirit be entertained
by his followers.
The Lord gave to Moses for a law
to the people: “The stranger that
dwelleth with you shall be as one
born among you, and thou shalt love
him as thyself.” Lev. 19:34. “Love
ye therefore the stranger, for ye
were strangers in the land of Egypt.’
In the New Testament it is designa
ted as hospitality and is repeatedly
commended as a Christian grace.
As long as time lasts there will be
strangers to be cared for, as regards
both temporal and spiritual needs,
and until time shall end, the obliga
tion will still bo binding. The ap
plication of the text is broad in its
signification. The spirit of it is the
spirit of him who came “not to be
ministered unto, but to minister, and
to give his life a ransom for many.”
It is the unselfish, missionary spirit
of the gospel of Christ. “The ser.
mon on the mount” is full of this
spirit: “Blessed are the merciful for
they shall obtain mercy.” “If ye
love them which love you, what re
ward have you ? Do not even the
Publicans the same ? And if you sa
lute your brethren only, what do you
more than others? All things what
soever ye would that men should do
to you, do ye even so to them.”
Oh, the unselfishness of Christ!
When we were strangers and aliens
from him he took us into his favor;
desolate, lonely and uncared for, his
grace abounded for us. And now, if
wo have not the spirit of Christ we
are none of his.
It is the spirit of Christianity and
of true hospitality to seek out the
stranger and not that the stranger
be left to seek favor. It is the spirit of
Christianity to “go into all the world’’
and preach the gospel of salvation to
the aliens from God’s grace. It is
not, “stand still and let the strangers
come to us,” but “Go,” seek them
out, and tell them they are welcome,
welcome as individuals, welcome as
nations. Formality ■with its cere
mony and stiffness may be set aside
when we deal with strangers thrown
upon our generosity, even in a world
ly point of view, but when it is a
favor done for “Christ sake,” how
much more is involved and how
much less need wo care for any other
commission than that given by Christ
himself. “Inasmuch as ye have done
it unto one of the least of these my
brethren ye have done it unto me.’’
How closely identified is Christ and
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his people ! “If God so loved us, we
ought also to love one another.’
Hereby we perceive the love of God,
because he laid his life down for us;
and we ought to lay down our lives
for the brethren. 1 John, 3 :16.
Mrs. L. Richards.
Canton, Ga.
SOCIETIES.
During the last few years there
has sprung up a great craze for so
cieties of various kinds, until it has
come to pass that but little church
work can bo done except it is done
through the existing societies of the
church. These things have been
multiplied to a great degree, and yet
it seems that the end is not yet.
Ono of the latest of these recent in
ventions is known as the Boy’s Brig'
ade. In this, the boys are to be
gathered in a sort of military fashion
and trained to do work for the Lord.
In studying the advantages which
may come to boys through an organ
ization like this, one may be led to
feel, that under existing circumstan
ces, it is best to have something of
this sort; because somo boys may bo
brought into tho house of the Lord,
who would not otherwise como at
all. But it is worth while for us to
think of what has brought about this
necessity. Perhaps tho real answer
will be found in tho fact that the
training of tho boys in their homes
by their fathers and mothers, is de
fective. Os one thing wo may be
sure, and that is that parents should
not allow their very tender regard
for their children to keep them from
enforcing the needed discipline to
make them obedient and reverent.
The treatment of tho child in the
home, will depend on tho nature of
its disposition. The same method
may not apply in any two easels; so
it is important that parents should
study human nature in the person of
their own children. In many in
stances it seems that this important
thing is groosly neglected and grave
objections are made when teachers
use any means to restrain the stub
born will of the pupil. The best
way in this world to ruin a boy is to
let him do as bo pleases in the homo>
and then take his part when, by his
meanness, ho forces his teacher to
flog him. Christian parents who
raise their children in this way, will
probably see the boy, as soon as ho
thinks ho is a man—and that will be
at an early age—stay away both from
Sunday-school and preaching. Just
here comes in tho necessity of tho
Boy’s Brigade, or something else to
take this spoiled boy, and if possible}
bring him to Christ.
Perhaps we ought to bo thankful
for all these societies, for they are
doing somo good ; but at tho same
time wo should lament the existence
of that state of affairs which makes
thorn needful.
The Lord has established two in
stitutions which must be used for the
betterment of humanity. The one
is the homo and the other is the
church. The home is the fountain
head of true manhood. The way to
fill our country with good men and
women, is to take them, while boys
and girls, and mould them into as
pure a moral character as it is possi
ble to give. Tho church, with all its
pious influences, is the very best as
sistance that parents can employ in
their work of home-training.
If these two divinely appointed
agencies are properly employed, we
will soon find out that we do not
need so many auxiliaries to carry on
the work of moral and spiritual de
velopment, but that the church of
Jesus Christ, without any of these
agencies, will prove to be a success.
The attractions in the services of
God’s house, when properly conduct
ed, ought to be sufficiently attractive
to draw and hold all our boys, and
make them true and good men.
G. 11. Carter.
Jackson, Ga.
Explain the missionary petition in tho
Lord's Prayer, and show them, how, by
their work, they are helping God,a
kingdom to come and his will to bo done
on earth as it is in heaven.
THE CHRISTIAN INDEX THURSDAY MARCH 2. 1893.
PERSONAL MISSION WORK-
It is never too early to begin to teach
children lessons of personal benevolence,
and the Mission Band, with its varying
topics of Home and Foreign missions,
gives large scope for this work.
Benevolence is tho very foundation of
all Mission work, but by personal be
nevolenee is meant something different.
It is much easier to give money to some
one else to do our work than to do it
ourselves. The tendency in all relig
ious work to-day is to minimize tho go,
magnify the send.
What is meant thou by personal be
nevolence is the gift of self. Let each
child become a child and missionary.
The subject for tho month, Missions in
the Southern States, presents a large
field for this work.
A part of this mission field, and a
most important part, lies within the
very names of all Southern children. I
allude to the colored servants and their
children who are the nurses and play
mates of tho white children. These
servants read painfully and laboriously,
if at all. Teach tho children of your
band to read the Bible to them, or if
this is too difficult for the child reader,
let them read their own simplified “Sto
ry of the Gospel.” What more touch
ing sight than the fair white child read
ing to the aged colored nurse of the
Christ child.
For the poor white people also, there
is much mission work for the children.
In small towns and country places
where all classes are known to each
other, at least by sight, there are many
poor ami ignorant ones whom the chil
dren may aid, bringing tho children to
the Sunday-school, the parents to church
and by their moral forces raising them
to a higher plane of life temporal and
spiritual.
These are bare suggestions. The
work once begun, a thousand outlets for
the heart love, the overflowing joy of
childhood, will be found, and giving
and going will go hand in baud.
“I always taught my Sunbeams” said
a bright little leader, “that not only
were Sunbeams bright and warm but
silent also. When they did a good thing
they did not make a great noise over
it and call all the world to sec, but just
kept quietly shining until all the world
was bright and beautiful.”
gesr.TMaaari-aasgr— t„i, ii.ii u„as
FILL ME WITH THY LIFE,
Unto thy feet, Oh Savior divine!
I come with my troubled life;
I am so weak, so weary with all
The constant tumult and strife
Teach me to smile when the way is
rough,
And sing when the day grows sad;
Into my heart thy sunshine put
And make thy tried one glad.
Fill me so full of thy own pure life,
That each day may be lived for thee;
Then neither the strife nor the woes of
life
Can darken the days for me.
—Garet Smith.
the painlessness of death.
Many people have an idea that
death is necessarily painful, even
agonizing; but there is no reason
whatever to suppose that death is
more painful than birth. It is be
cause in a certain proportion of cases
dissolution is accompaniedbyavisible
spasm, and distortion of the counte
nance that the idea exists; but it is
nearly as certain as anything can bo
that these distortions of the facial
muscles are not only painless, but
take place unconsciously. In many
instances, too, a comatose or semi
comatose state supervenes, and it is
altogether probable that more or less
complete unconsciousness then pre
vails. We have, too, abundant evi
dence of people who have been near*
ly drowned and resuscitated, and
they all agree in the statement that
after a few moments of painful strug
ling, fear and anxiety pass away, and
a state of tranquility succeeds. They
see visions of green fields, and in
some cases hear pleasant music, and,
so far from being miserable, their
sensations are delightful. But where
attempts at resuscitation are success
ful the resuscitated persons almost
invariably protest against being
brought back to life, and declare
that resuscitation is accompanied by
physical pain and acute mental mise
ry. Death is a fact that every man
must personally experience, and con
sequently is of universal interest;
and, as facts are facts, the wisest
course is to look them squarely in
the face, for necessity is coal-black,
and death keeps no calender.—Med
ical Herald.
USEFUL RECEIPTS.
To make pie crust flaky spread the
crust when rolled out for tho top of
the pie with a thin layer of butter.
Dredge with flour and cover your
pie with the crust as usual. When
ready for the oven, tip the pie slant
ing, holding it in the left hand, and
pour over tho pie a glass of cold
water to rinse off tho flour. Enough
of tho latter will stick to the butter
to fry into tho crust while baking to
make it flaky.
French Salad Dressing.—Take ono
toacupful of vinegar, one teaspoonful
of salid oil or tho same quantity of
fresh butter, a pinch of mustard, ono
of salt, and a tablespoonful of sugar.
Lot those simmer over the tiro while
you boat two eggs thoroughly. Then
stir the eggs into the other ingredi
ents, taking care that they do not
boil. It should present a smooth,
velvety appearance.
Never be alarmed if a living in
sect enters the ear. Pouring warm
water into the canal will drown it,
when it will generally come to tho
surface, and can be easily removed
by the fingers. A few puffs of smoko
blown into the ear will stupify the
insect.
To mend a very large bole in socks
o r woven underwear, tack a piece of
strong net over tho aperture, and
darn over it. Thus mended, the gar
ment will be stronger than when
new, and look far neater than if
darned m tho ordinary way. *
To free black silk from dust, noth
ing is better than rubbing with a
black woolen glove. To freshen it,
sponge with water in which you have
put a few drops of ammonia until
slightly damp and press with a warm,
not hot, iron.
Hold the raisins under water while
stpning; this prevents stickiness to
tho hands and cleanses tho raisins.
Washing in cold water when over
heated is a frequent cause of disfigur
ng pimples.
A wart can ba- removed by touch
ing it several times a day with castor
oil.
Never butter your pie plates, but
dredge them lightly with flour.
LOWLY FIDELITY.
A tender and beautiful story of
lowly faithfulness is told by a late
writer. It was on one of the Ork
ney Islands where a great rock—
Lonely Rock—-dangerous to vessels,
juts out into the sea. In a fisher
man’s hut on this Island coast, one
nightlong ago, sat a young girl, busy
at her spinning wheel,looking out up
tho dark and driving clouds. All
night she toiled and watched, and
when morning came one fishing boat,
her father’s, was missing. Half a mile
from the cottage her father’s body
was found washdd upon the shore;
his boat had been /recked on Lonely
Kock.
The girl watched her father’s body
after the manner of her people, till
it was laid in the grave. Then when
night came she arose and set tho
candle in her casement, that the fish
ermen out on the waves might see.
All night long she sat iu the little
room spinning, triming the candiem
when its light grew dim. After that
in the wild storms of winter, in the
quiet calm of summer, through driv
ing mists, illusive moonlight, and
solemn darkness, that coast was
never one night without the light of
that one little candle. As many
hanks of yarn as she had spun before
for her daily bread she spun still,
and one more to pay for her nightly
candle.
The men on the sea,' however far
out they had gone, were sure always
of seeing that quiet light shining to
give them guidance. Who can tell
how many hearts were cheered, and
lives saved from peril and death, by
that tiny flame which love, and de
votion, and self sacrifice kept there
through the long years?
This is but a leaf out of the story
of millions of faithful lives that yet
go unpraised among men. Tho
things they do arc not the same in
all, but the spirit is tho same* These
humble ones keep tho light of love
burning where it guides, and cheers,
and blesses others. By the simple
beauty of their own lives, by their
quiet deeds of self-sacrifice, by the
songs of their cheerful faith, and by
the ministries of their helpful hands,
they make ono little spot of this sad
earth brighter and happier.—J. R.
Miller.
La grippe has made such toriblo
ravages among us that tho smile that
once arose when reference was
made to it has now changed into a
grave and very serious expression.
The family drug store should be kept
well stocked, for it may contain
something which shall prove to bo
invaluable in relieving tho sufferer
before tho doctor could bo summon
ed. Four grains of quinine taken
every throe hours until tho tempera
ture is normal, should speedily allay
the fever. A mustard plaster or lin
seed poultice will bo found to bo
very soothing when there is much
pain, while a hot-water bottle will
soon send the blood flowing properly
through the body. The trouble with
many people is that they nover think
of taking care of themselves unti
tho malady is an established fact—
Ex*
(Earner
JESUS HELPED.
I have news to tell you mother.
For I am head at school:
I have not missed a single word
Or broke a single rule.
now let me whisper, mother—
For I think I ought to tell —
'Twas .Jesus helped me study .
And keep the rules so well,
I asked him how to do it,
And you see he taught mo how;
And I shall ask him always
To help me just as now.
~ NOTEWENAN ~
A very pathetic incident is told by
Rev. Egerton R. Young, who has la
labored as a missionary for over
twenty years among the Cree and
Saltoaux Indians of Northren Cana’
da. In his book,entitled.“By Canoe
and Dog Train Among the Cree
and Salteaux Indians,” he narrates
how, at the close of a sermon to a
congregation of Indians who had
never before heard of the Mighty to
Save,” and aged Indian came for
ward and said:
“You said just now ‘Notewenan
—Our father.”
“Yes,’’said I, “I did say ‘Our
Father.”
“That is very new and sweet to
us‘” he said; “we never thought of
the Great Spirit as Father; we heard
him in the thunder, and saw him in
the lightning and tempest and bliz
zard and we were afraid’ so when
you tell us of the Great Spirit as
father, that is beautiful to us.”
Hesitating' a moment, he stood
there a wild, picturesque Indian, yet
my heart had strangely gone out in
lovingsympathy and interest to him.
Lifting up his eyes to mine, again
he said!
“May I say more?”
“Yes.” I answered, “say on.”
“You say‘Notewenan’ (Our Fath
er). He is your Father?’
“Y r es, he is my Father.
Then ho said, while his eyes and
voice yearned for the answer:
“Does it mean he is my Father.—
poor Indian,s Father?”
“Yes, O, yes?” I exclaimed. “Ho is
your Father, too?’ ’
He Your Father Missionary’s
Father, and Indian’sFatlier, too?”
he repeated.
“Yes, that is true,” I answered.
“Then we brothers?” he all most
shouted out.
“Yes, we are brothers,” I replied.
The excitement in the audience
had become some thing wonderful.
The old man, however, had not yet
finished, and so, quietly restraining
the most demonstrative ones, he
again turned to me and said:
“May I say more?”
“Yes, say on; say all that is in
your heart.”
Never can I forget his answer.
“Well, I don’t want to be rude,
but it does seem to me that you, my
white brother, have been ajlong time
in coming with that great Book and
its wonderful story to tell it to your
red brothers in the woods.” Indian
Missionary Herald.
PRAYING CHILDREN-
I remember a man who enlisted
in our war, and left a wife and two
children, and the wife was not in
good health. Ono cold day in Nov
ember. in the first year of the war
the news came that he was shot in
battle, and the mother was in great
sorrow. Soon after tho landlord
came round for his rout, and she
told him her trouble, and said sho
would not bo able to pay tho rent so
regularly as before, as sho had only
her needle by which sho could obtain
alivlihood,sowing machines wore just
comiug in then, but as sho could not
buy ono,sho had a very poor chance
The man was a heartless wretch,and
bo said that if sho did not pay the
rent regularly ho would turn her out
After bo went away tho mother ho
gan towoep. Iler little child, not quite
five, camo up to her and said:—
“Mamma is not God very rich?”
“Yes my child.”
“Can’t God take caro of us?”
“Yes.”
“Thon what makes you cry?Maynt
I go and ask him!”
The mother said she might, if sho
liked. Tho littlo child knelt at her
cradlo bod, where tho mother taught
her to pray ami tho mother told
tho child never looked so sweot.
Sho stood weeping over her misfort
unes, and the littlo child knelt down
and said, “O Lord, you have given
and have taken away my dear father
and the landlord says he will turn
us out of doors, and my mamma has,
no money* won’t, you lend us a little
house to live in?”
And then she came out to her
mother, and said, “Mamma, don’t
weep. Jesus will take care of us
I know he will, for I have asked
him.”
It is upwards of twenty years,
and that mother has never paid any
rent from that day to this. A beau
tiful cottage was provided for her
and her two children, and she has
lived there without paying any
rent. When the fire swept over Chi
cago and burnt up her house, a sec
ond little home was put up for her,
and there she is.
Another ideident connected with
the same family, They hoard I was
going to tho army a few weeks after
they were provided for, and the
mother came to me with her two lit
tle children and they brongbt down
all the money they hadjsome pennies
which they had been putting away
in little bank, or at least the elder
one, and it was like the widow’s mite
I thought at first I could not take
the money; but then I thought it is
God who has prompted them to give
it. They wanted me to take it down,
into the army and buy a Bible, and
give it to a soldier; and tell the sol
dier who got itjthat the children who
give it were going topray for him,
as they used to pray for their father.
They wanted some soldier to pray
for—God bless such ’children! I
bought two.Bibles, and one night
I was preaching and had a lot of
men hearing me, and I told them
this story, and holding one of the
Bibles, I said, “If there is a man
here who has the courage, the mor
al courage, who is not a Christi an,to
rise and take this Bible and have tho
prayers of these two fatherless chil
dren to follow him through the war,
let him step frward.”
To my* surprise sixteen men sprang
to their feet, moved forward, and
kuelt around me, and it seemed as
if heaven and earth came together.
The prayers of those little children
had followed the Bibles. I am so
thankful that we have a God who
hears andanswers prayer.—D. L.
Moody.
THE MORNING GLORY-
A box of seeds was put away in a
dark closet. They were flower seeds.
One bright day in January there
were voices heard in the closet.
“I don’t see why we must live in
this dark place,” said a marigold
seed.
“Never mind,” said the moraine*
gtory.
“By and by we shall bloom in the
King’s gardens?”
“Well, he won’t notice you any
way,” the marigold replied, “when
he sees my* brilliant golden blossoms
“Ah, well, we shall see, ’’said tho
morning glory. “There is a deal of
pleasure in blossoming,even if one
isn’t praised for it*’,
So the seeds lay side by side till
the robins came back to their old
haunts. Then the gardener took the
box down from its high shelf, and
put the seeds in the warm, moist
earth- It was not long till tiny leaves
appeared. Soon the gardener plac
ed a trellis at the window where the
vine was growing.
Foj the morning glory was to
bloom at the window of the King’s
room. “Kight where he can see your
purple bells tho first thing in the
morning.” said the gardener. When
the little vine, with its brothers and
sisters,began to climb the trellis, the
marigold said:
“Why! I didn’t know that you
could climb so high,’! and tho mari
gold looked quite humbled.
Ono sweet June morning, when
tho King arose, there were red and
purple bells on tho vino outside tho
window. After exclaiming at their
beauty, he gathered a handful of the
blossoms and placed them in a love
ly vase* And the morning glory mur
mured as tho soft wind rustled its
leaves;
“Miss Marigold said that he would
not notice me. How strange it all
THE BIBLE ONTHE PHYSICIAN.
In it wo arc told that ho should be
honored above all. Dr. R. M. Burger
of Ivor, Va, writes that in all
his observation ho has found noth
ng so simple and effective as Taylors
Cherokee Remedy of Sweet Gum
and Mullein for coughs, colds and
consumption.
“Atmospheric Oxygen by Absorption,"
' IF I WERE A GIRL.
I would take care of my health by
living out-doors as much as possible,
and taking long walks in the sun
shine. English girls understand how
necessary this is for good complex
ions and cheerful spirits. Wear sim
ple clothing, that you may climb
mountains and breathe freely.
I would secure the best education.
Go to college, by all means, if it is
possible. Read good books, anc 1
thereby become intelligent.
I would cultivate cheerfulness.
Discontent soon shows itself in the
face. If you have some disappoint
ments, so do others. If you are
cramped for money bo thankful that
your lot is no worse than it is. Learr
to make the best of things. An un
happy woman is a perpetual cloud
in a home. A fretful girl has few
friends, and the number lessens year
by year.
I would say kind things of others,
especially of the girls. A girl who
makes unkind remarks about other
girls would better be avoided by
young men. She will not make an
agreable companion for life.
I would learn how to be self-sup
porting. Especially in this country
where fortunes change, it is wise for
a woman to be able to care for her
self. Helpless women are not a
comfort to others and usually are
not to themselves.
I would learn self-control. Tc
know when to speak and when to be
silent, to have hateful things said
about you and be able to answe
pleasantly, to have people confide in
you and be wise enough to keep in
locked in your heart, to be in pover
ty and not be soured by it, to meet
temptation and be strong before it
to be strong enough to perform any
labor or duty which needs to be
done—all this shows a noble mastery
over self.
I would be punctual. Being late
at meals, late at Church or late iu
meeting engagements makes unnec
essary friction in families. If we are
willing to lose valuable time, we
have no right to make others lose it.
The Golden Rule, of doing unto
others as we would that they should
do unto us, is especially applicable
here.—Mrs. Jenness Miller, in Ex
change.
THE MASCULINE MEMORY
Binks—That’s wrong?
Jinks—My wife gave me a letter
to mail this morning-
“And you forgot it, eh? Well it
isn’t too late.”
“No, but I mailed it I kept it in
my hand and fixed my mind right
on it until I got to a box and then
dropped it in. I was bound she
shouldn’t have anything to complain
of this time.”
•‘Then what’s the matter?”
“It has just occured to me that I
forgot to put a stamp on it.”—New
York Weekly.
Mr. J C. Jones, of
MMlblbw viliML F '‘ ltnn ’ Arkansa3 .
“About, ten years ago I con
tractod a severe case of blood poi
son. Leading physicians prescribed medicine
after medicine, which I took without any relief.
I also tried mercurial and potash remedies,
with unsuccessful results, but which brought
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