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THE ATLANTA ST’.TITT-'WEEKLY JOTONAL, ATLANTA, GA., FRIDAY, OCTOBER 24, 1913. Contxjcm.0 * MISS LIZZIE O. THOMAS* Just a week after yt>u get this paper you will be called upon to celebrate Hallowe’en, and I wonder whether you will be a guest or have guests in your own* home? Every year just about the same things are done, but each set of hostesses put their wits to work and make some difference. One I know is going to make this year more of a pumpkin party—not the real ones, fore she lives in a city, but she will buy the toys and use that color in her decolla tions. One girl begged her not to use too much of it.^or she would be ghost ly, and immediately the young lady was delegated to play the ghost. She will take a sheet and a pillowcase, cut the holes in the pillowcase and be as near the real thing as a living girl can. The lanterns and even the receptacles for nuts and fruits will ‘be pumpkin shapes. The frost and snow that has come so early may make the leaves pretty brittle, but the trees were beau tiful last week, and this girl had count ed on golden-rod and autumn leaves for her decoration. Be sure and have a fortune teller’s tent. Get the wittiest one you can for that, and let them tell as ridiculous futures as possible. I know a very dignified professor who went in to one of that sort and she told him she could see him driving a goat and distributing popcorn ajid chewing gum to the children he met. As he had a very fine horse and prided himself on its speed and was simply rabid on the subject of chewing gum and popcorn, having to fight (?) it in the schoolroom, you. see how the joke fitted. There musi never be a joke that cuts or rankles *in the memory. Never at any time, but Hallowe’en, you know, is t the evening before* All Saints’ day, and it ill behooves one to mar the oc casion. wfe I saw some invitations made by a clever girl. She cut a witch’s cap and on it put a tiny black kitten. The cap is easy to ‘fofd and inside it is written the invitation. Hunt among your ideas and see what you can get up for this affair. For re freshments, the homelier the better— cider,, if you can get the fresh, or fail ing that grape juice is fine for drink, pumpkin pies, potato custards, ginger- brad and nuts form characteristic re freshments. I hope that some of you vfrill write to us about the one you have'"or the one th%t you attend. Some one writes every year for suggestions for these affairs. I’d like to send them the private letters they ask for, but its impossible to answer all personal let ters. Often a letter comes that I can turn over to a specialist. For instance, all the letters that asked the price of “Theitf Yesterdays” I turned over to a friend in a book store. I hope some of you got the book. It is certainly worth while. As a rule I am not much for Myrtle Reed’s books. Some are beautiful but it seemed hard for her to keep up to her own standard. But the collection of «hort articles published in various papers and magazines, and collected this year is one that all of us might well have. Reading these beautiful thoughts makes me want to indorse the tribute Addison Blakely paid her: “And she wore in her woof the great wealth of her heart. For the chord of her life gave the life ( to each part; And the beauty she wrought, which gave life to the whole, Was the spirit made real—she gave of ^her soul.” That’s what all of us would like to have said of Us at any time, but when we sleep in our. last sleep, and have our hands clasped by death we cannot wake and even make an effort to undo any thing we may have done to cause another to stumble. If our words or in fluence died with us there might be some little excuse for recklessness, but as long as the world lasts there will be the refrain, the consequences of our living. Have a good time, enjoy your Hal loween or other parties, but let yoirr enjoyment be clean, let your memories be sweet, and don’t let ,any one date his or her downfall, gradual though it may be, from the time your influence was cast over them. A really good time means a time that affords pleasure to more than you alone. Mrs. Lang is right in saying that when we take comfort, good cheer, or pleasure to others we derive the greater good from it. “Chas ing vanities” never gives us any mem ory that counts for much. One may seek happiness all one’s life and only find dead sea fruit. It’s the happiness we help another find that brings it to us. Faithfully yours, LIZZIE O. THOMAS. IN A FRIENDLP WAY. When"* man ain’t got a cent, and he’s feeling kind o’ blue • And the cvlouds hang dark and heavy and won’t • let the sunlight through, It’s a great thing, oh, my brethren, for a fel low just to lay His hand upon your shoulder in a friendly kind of way. It makes a man feel curious and it makes tne teardrops start, And he feels a kind o’ fluttering ’round the region of his heart, Hecan’t look up into your eyes, he don’t know what to say, With your hand upon his shoulder in a friendly kind of way. O, the world’s a curious compound with its honey and its gall, With Its cares and little- crosses, but a good world after all, And a good God must have made it, ’east ways that is wha$ I say. When your hand is on my shoulder in a friendly sort of way. —ANONYMOUS. STIRRING WORDS FOR ALL. Dear Sisters of our dear Household. Once again 'I will try to make you a visit. I have been away from my home all the past summer, for the good of my health and the strength ening of soul. I have been wonderfully blessed of the Lord and can eaf like David of old, and from my heart adopt every word In the two short Psalms, 100 and 101. I feel like the Lord was with me and prospered me every way, for I only realized that good came to me when I tried to help others. The best recipe for the blues or despondency is to see sick people, and especially those in need and do all you can to relieve them in body and mind. Car ry them food and clothes and wash their faces and comb their hair and wash their feet, if needs be, make for them poultices and, oh, well, since 1 cannot enumerate here the thou sand and one things that poor sick people need, use common sense and whatsoever your hands find to do, do it with thy mind and thy might for yours, 1-27 says pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father Is this, to visit • the ; fatherless and .the widows , in theto THE EVENING STORY (Copyright, 1913, by W. Werner.) Roomers “When do you think you could pay me?” Mrs. Hanson asked dubiously. TWenty years of running a rooming house that had sunk from second class to fourth had made her cautious. “Oh, in a week or .” Then sudden ly the girl—she was little more, de spite the seven-year-old boy at her side, who calle'd her mother, threw off pre tense. “Oh, I don’t know. The agency said todAy that they might place me next week or the week after. Bpt it’s the off season for the legitimate, and I didn’t make much of a hit in vaude ville,” with a grim little laugh. “If it wasn’t for Petey here—” she broke off drearily. “It’s begging, I guess, to ask you to keep me. Goodness only knows when I can pay ydu.” Mrs. Hanson pushed back a wisp of gray hair that hung over the side of her face and pondered. Estelle Nayle wait ed. She was a pretty girl, with a deli cate face arid big dark blue eyes. She already owed Mrs. Hanson for two weeks, and Mrs Hanson herself was be hind on her own refit And, besides, rent, gas, grocery, and meat bills press ed heavily' upon the old, tired woman, who had neither relatives nor friends. She sighed. If the room would stand empty, the/ charity—for practically it was that—would have been easier. But Jerry Crane, an old lodger, had sent a card tc say that he would be in the city for two weeks and Mrs. Hanson would please save him a room. Jerry was good pay. He came in about three times a yfcar and paid in advance, usually more than she asked. But this girl wanted so to stay. Mrs. Hanson tried her best to be hard-hearted and gave in. Jerry would have to find another place She couldn r turn these two out and still sleep comfortably “Oh, but you are-good,” cried Estelle, dabbing a lace frill of her tawdry ki mono at her wet eyes “We won’t for get, will me, Petey? And when our ship comes in we’ll make Mrs. Hanson captain.’ Then she skipped back to her room t«> “fix up" for her daily trip to the theatrical agencies that “might have something for her.” Mrs. Hanson looked after her slim, lithe form, then walked. stiffly be cause of rheumatism—down the narrow and gloomy stairway that led to the basement regions. And there, in the privacy of an untidied and ugly kitch en, she looked at the future. She was old and very tired—tired of work, of roomers, of life. Husband and only child, a boy, had been dead many years. The rooming house that had given her a comfortable living for a long time was playing out. TJie furni ture was old and she had no money for new. At sixty-five scrubbing, cleaning and sweeping are not so easy as they used to be. And the rheuma tism that had been merely a dull ache was now a sharp pain. Also, instead of coming occasionally, it was with her all the time. She roused presently. The bell of the third floor was ringing. 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Ladies, write us at once for the Cream and premium catalogue. We trust you. Address, BIG MAIL ORDER HOUSE, £-y~.'-n*,5. BRIDGEWATER, CONN. BIG OFFERS affliction and to keep unspotted from the world. Carry flowers if you have them, and you have diet and strength you can soon have them if you try and want them. Even renters can plant seeds of annuals and hav emany different kinds If they move each year. Then read some out of God’s Holy Book, always try to read some part that will apply to each individual case. If the persou is already a Christian select some of the, precious promises C aD<1 from 7 to 10th versesf™“t It * f,f lnn ® r reaJ some such as follows, “Come “'‘‘l’ ye cnds of the earth and be sated, take my yoke upon you and learn of He' ,“i re (k ,ha ' 1 fi , rtd fsstto your “ul” “foi H<j loved the world that He gave His oulv begotten son that whosoever bclieveth might not perish, but have everlasting life ” Then sing some sacred songs, kneel down by their beds and pray with and for them. " " I ' lve J! or son >ethlng, be not idle, time Is passing swiftly away, Have a Purpose true and noble, live it In thv walk each day. “Live fur something, be not idle, Help the needy in thy land, God will note each act and pay thee Doubly pay thee from His hand.” ev ®rybody believed the above verses and h 1 J. Ve i Up JlV 4 t ?f re wo,,Id be a great change . this old worlU where our Messed u>rd said, the poor ye hqve always with you.” ° f * thG r ^ ders <* this paper makes £ " 1 ?? to so , 0 , ften to vis,t the Paupers in then counties and how many church members know or care how much, or rather how few, of the comforts of this life, they have? Well t ^ ®Y are ftke the last one I saw, I feel i had rather be chloroformed and shot than ever be an inmate of such a place. Awake thou that sleepeth and arise from the dead, and Christ shall give thee light. Now I know this -S plain talk, but if any one that reads this doubts what I say about it I can show the proofs, if they want me to. Please any of you that never have seen how your paupers fare in God’s Holy name, I beg you to go to see them. You that have fine horses and buggies and automobiles and ride just for the sake of your own selfish selves, the next lime you pass stop and go in for one minute, at the least, and see how they do. If you cannot do more you can speak a kind word tb them and see If you don’t get more good from it. than you would chasing vanities. Par don me for telling you of a trip I made last Sunday to see a friend that lived six miles from me. Soon after dinner there came two good women by in a buggy and called for my hostess to go with them to visit a dear good old lady that was not able and, could not go to church. They had written to the good old sis ter that they would come and hold a prayer service at her house but for some reason not known the dear old sister did not get the let ter. Mean time, there was a goodly number gathered at her house when she was not ex pecting them. The weather was fine so we all sat on her veranda, and held an informal serv ice, and It did her so much good. It seemed that all were free to testify and help slug and pray and it was a glorious meeting. And we said it was good to be there, $nd I am confi dent that the recording angel took notice of that llttl meeting in that out of the way place. “Soldiers of Christ arise and gird your armor on Strong in the strength which God supplies through His eternal Son.” This is the call of one of His children. MRS. B. F. LONG. seem that Miss Colt used a terrible lot of towels. And laundry charges were so high. Old Mrs. Hansion sighed as she limped up. But Miss Colt didn’t want clean towels. She was a thin, acidulated woman who did fancy em broidery for a livelihood, and had “nerves.” She wanted to know irately if children were allowed to prance up and down the halls, making such a racket that it deafened roomers. In a corner of the hall Petey was standing. His small face reddened guiltily. A piece of string, a broom between the small legs and a stick in one hand be trayed a horseback jaunt. Mrs. Hanson sighed again. For some reason, perhaps because of her own At sight of Jerry she flung up her face proudly. * T I'M ^IPmARUN V® 513.75 “'fflSSLES®** IVER-JOHN'SOU'S fn -ye ll. 8. R KVOLTIR >Z./0 ' a™ H. & R. DOUBLE ACTION REVOLVER, $1.9* gOt}RNE&POND> 313 mkt.st. LOUISVILLE# KY» If a pilgrim has been shadowed By a tree that I have nursed; If a cup of clear, cold water I have raised to lips athirst; If I’ve planted one sweet flower By an else too barren way; If I’ve whispered in the midnight One sweet word of day; If in one poor bleeding bosom I a woe swept chord have stilled: Tf a dark and restless spirit I with hope of heaven have stilled; If I’ve made of life’s hard battle One faint heart grow warm and strong; Then my God! I thank Thee—bless Thee For the precious gift of song. ANONYMOUS. GERMAN EMPEROR MOURNS AIRSHIP _WRECK VICTIMS ^(By Associated Press.) BERLIN, Oct. 23.—Impressive funeral services took place today over the bodies of twenty-three of the twenty-eight vic tims of Friday’s disaster to the Zeppe lin airship III. The emperor and his sons were present, accompanied by the empress and the crown prince, while Count Zeppelin and about a thousand officers of the army and navy attended. The coffins were covered with masses of floral tributes. After the service in the old garrison clyirch, near the imperial palace, seven- of the bodtes were taken to an adjoin ing temetery for burial, the six sons of the emperor heading the procession of mourners. The other bodies were taken to the homes of the dead in various parts of the country. Prince Eitel Fritz, while coming from Potsdam in his automobile to attend the funeral ceremony, struck a five- year-old boy while the child was cross ing the street. The boy was seriously injured. little boy dead so long, she secretly leaned to Petey’s side. But she repri manded him and gently told him that he mustn’t play in the hall. Miss Colt was one of those who would leave on the slightest excuse. A week went by. Estelle found no engagement. Mediocre actresses were not in great demand. “Why don’t you get something else?” Mrs. Hanson asked one morning. Estelle shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know how to do anything else—except clerk in a de partment store. And I couldn't make enough to keep Petey by that. Any way, I’ve got the acting fever. I can’t get rid of it. And I’ve tried.” She paused abruptly, ahd her pretty lips set hard together. She seemed to be thinking of something unpleasant. Jerry Crane came in one afternoon and was put out when he found no room. He had roomed with her long before and had been a jack of all trades and his room rent uncertain. Now he was prosperous. A producer, he said. Mrs. Hanson had no idea v/hat that meant, but she wished re gretfully that she had a place for him. Spe almost ( fished that she had turned Estelle and Petey out. Before her on the' old-fashioned marble top of the hall table a gas bill stared im pudently. Beside it lay a telephone bill. Yesterday the landlord had sent a curt note that he was tired of get ting his rent in dribbles. “Please ar range to have it all the first of the month,” he said. A Jerry chatted a,"“¥ew minutes, then • sauntered out. Heowas a big good- i looking man, with rather tired black ! eyes. It really made no great differ- | ence to him that she had no room for i him. He had come there merely be cause he used to come, j Almost immediately Miss Colt came down and gave notice that she was ; leaving at the end of the week. She didn’t care to stay at a place that kept actresses. A woman liad to take care of her ow n reputation, because no one else would. Mrs. Hanson looked at her testily. If she had only spoken ten minutes sooner Jerry could have had it. “1 guess,” snapped Mrs. Hanson out of a heart surcharged with worry and vexa tion, “that you needn’t never feel anx ious about losing your reputation. The shape of your nose and the yellow wrinkles around your eyes is plenty pro tection.” Miss Colt retired in speechless wrath. Mrs. Hanson hurried to the window. Maybe Jerry wasn’t out of sight. But ! he was. She came back sorrowfully. Her rheumatism was worse , that day. Petey crept down the stairway and looked at her pathetically, even queerly. He seem ed unusually white. “What did you have for lunch?” she asked him. “Oh, I don’t just remember,” he said. “Bread—I guess it was bread.” “Petey,” said Mrs. Hanson sternly, “you tell me this minute what you had for lunch, and what You and your 1 mother had for breakfast.” “Nothing,” gulped Petey, “but she said maybe she could find an actress that she u^ed to know and borrow a dollar. Maybe in a day or two, you know,” with a babyish touch of his mother’s hopeful words, “she will get an engagement.” “Come downstairs,” said old Mrs. Hanson, briefly, and limped ahead to the kitchen. “I wish we weren’t poor,” said Petey over the cookies and milk that she set out. “I wonder if it’ll be always.” “So do I, Petey,” sighed old Mrs. Hanson. “I’m afraid,” abstractedly, “that it’ll be always with me.” Petey regarded her gravely. “Are you poor?” he demanded. “I didn’t know that—” “Say, Mrs. Hanson.” asked Jerry Crane from the door of the dark pas sage, “did I leave my cane here? It’s not in my possession,” laughing, “and I sort of hate to lose that cane. Why —why—” He came swiftly into the room. “Why. hello, papa!” said Petey. “Are you still mad at my mamma?” Mrs. Hanson forgot her rheumatism She dropped ■ the bottle of milk from which she was about to replenish Petey’s glass. “You don’t mean to say,” excitedly she began. Jerry gathered Peter into his arms. “This is a part of my life you never heard about,” he confessed. “Is Es telle in the house?” She came in an hour later, tired, blue, her small mouth drooping. She had not found the actress friend. At sight of Jerry she flung up her tired white face proudly and then laid it down on the shoulder that Jerry pulled her to ward. “My gracious!” said Mrs. Hanson, after she had heard a story of a quar rel, begun with nothing and fanned by jealousy and temper, a parting and years of separation. “To think how near you came to not seeing each other. I almost—’’ She paused aghast. “But you didn’t,” laughed Estelle. “You kept me. Jerry,” decisively. “I couldn’t give up acting—” “You needn’t,” he said. “I’ll give you a job in my company. Petey can stay,” he turned to the tired old wom an, pleadingly, “with you, can’t he? Wouldn’t you rather stay in a little flat and just take care of him than run this big, shabby joint?” Mrs. Hanson drew a long,' happy sigh. “Wouldn’t that be nice!” she said. KIKilQ'N For October 36. Numbers 20-1-13. Golden Text: Let the words of my m°uth and tbe meditation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight, O Jehovah, my rock and my redeemer. CHILDREN HATE OIL, CALOMEL AND PILLS Thirty-eight years have elapsed since the events recorded in our last lesson. The tabernacle probably had remained at Kadesh Barnea, while the various tribes has lived as the Bedouins live to day, the nomadic life of shepherds, mov ing about from place to place, in order to give their cattle and sheep pasture and water. No doubt at frequent inter vals they came back to the place of the Tabernacle, and at no time were they, probably, any great distance from it. Many events occurred during these thirty-eight years, but meager records have been left of their happenings. One important one was the rebellion of Ko- rah. As in the case of the rebellion of Miriam and A^ron against Moses,, so this one was a rebellion against the authori ty of Moses, ahd the office of Aaron. In the beginning of the fortieth year after they left Egypt, an event occurred, which had a most marked ‘effect on the great leader. His sister, Miriam, who was at ■ this time, 132 years old, died at Kadish. She had been from his earliest infancy a source of inspiration and help to him, with the exception of the time, some thirty-eight years, when she had rebelled against him. Her death de- hls attention the fact that he, himself, was growing very old, and his task of leading the children of Israel into the Promised land, had not yet been fulfill ed. It made him the more earnest, there fore, to complete his task, and he began to make preparations toward this end. The shepherds had been called in, so that now, all about the Oasis of Kadish, the flocks and herds, and the tents of the people were gathered. It. was rath er a different assembly from the one which was gathered here thirty-eight years before, when the Spies brought back their report. They had grown in numbers, somewhat, but the most dis tinctive thing about the congregation now was the fact that there were but four men over sixty years of age. They were Moses and Aaron, Caleb and Joshua. All the others had died ,as God said they would, so that there was not a man in the company who had left Egypt, save those four. Most of them were rnen under forty, a vigorous lot of young men, who would make line fight ing material for the conquest of Canaan. A NEW COMPANY AND AN OLD COMPLAINT. The large increase in the numbers of the people, however, produced a serious situation. The springs at Kadesh were not able to supply so large a company, including the flocks and herds, with wa ter, and the supply gave out. Men do not differ much from one generation to an other in our essential characteristics. We are just what our fathers were, and our grandfathers, and their grandfath ers. While the company was different, their complaint was the same. Nearly forty years before, the generation be fore this had complained in the same way, at this very place, and strange enough, they used almost the same words in making their complaint. They this way, that instead of scolding them He gives to Moses and Aaron, directions as to what they should do. He would show to this generation some other por tion of His power of His willingness to help them. He wanted to give them an assurance that He would supply all their needs, so that they would have no ex cuse for not obeying Him, and trusting Him when they came to the conquest of Canaan. His plan was to remove from their minds any shadow of doubt as to His willingness and ability to provide for them and protect them. So He told Moses to take the rod (probably the same one which he had used in Egypt and at the Red sea) and which had been kept. in the ark of the covenant until now. He told him to take this rod and speak to the rock, which was before him, and He would make water come out of it in sufficient quantity for the people. A PATIENT MAN—AN IMPATIENT WORD. Moses assembled the congregation be fore the rock, but he did not do ex actly what God had told him. He tried to improve on God’s plan. He tried thoroughly out of patience with the people. Now his physical condition, his age, the death of his sister, and the realization that his task was unfinished may have had something to do with his yielding to temptation as he did. Moses’ besetting sin was his quick temper. During all these years, he had kept it in check; but now in an un guarded moment, under the stress of un usual circumstances,he failed to watch, and sinned. Here is what * he said, “Hear, now, you Tebels, shall we bring water out of this rock for you?” And so saying, he took the rod and struck the rock, not once, but twice, showing his impatience and his anger. Water came out in sufficient abund ance so that every man, woman and child, and everf 1 ' animal had a plenty, but God spoke to Moses, rebuking him for his disobedience, and telling him that because he had failed to obey, because he had not believed in Him and sanctified him in the eyes of these people, he, himself, should not lead the people of Israel into the Promised Land, but should give place to another, to whom this honor should come. Moses prayed that he might be forgiven for this, and begged permission to realize the aim and desire of his lifetime, but God did not allow it. It seems a severe punishment for so small a sin—so small a sin, did I sayV No sin is small in God’s sight. He is just and holy, and he requires of us nothing less than that. We may be able to appreciate, how ever, something of the heinousness of this sin, if we connect two words. Ye and we. When the water gave out, the people said to Moses, “Why did ye bring us out into this wilderness to I die?” When Moses stands before the asembled congregation, and says, “Shall “California Syrup of Figs’* best for tender stomach, liver, bowels. Look back at your childhood days. Remember the “dose” mother insisted on—castor oil, calomel, cathartics. How Vou hated them, how you fought against taking them. With our children it’s different. Moth ers who cling to the old form of physic simply don’t realize what they do. The children’s revolt is well-founded. Their tender little “insides” ar e injured by them. If your child’s stomach, liver and bowels need cleansing, give only deli cious “California Syrup of Figs.” Its action is positive, but gentle. Millions of mothers keep this harmless “fruit laxative” handy; they know children love to take it; that it never fails to clean the liver and bowels and sweeten the stomach, and that a teaspoonful given today saves a sick child tomor row. Ask your druggist for a 50-cent bot tle of “California Syrup of FJgs,” which has full directions for babies, children of all ages and for grown-ups plainly on each bottle. Beware of counterfeits sold here. See that it is made by “Cal ifornia Fig Syrup Company.” Refuse any other kind with contempt.—(Advt.) accused Moses of having brought them we bring water out of this rock?” they out of Egypt into the wilderness to j look upon him as the one who had led kill them. They complained of notj furnishing the figs and pomegranates,, and the vines, which they had looked I forward to having. They charged all i of their discomforts against Moses him- j self; and instead of looking forward’ and trusting God, the£ forgot God, and longed for the slavery of Egypt again with its abundance of food and water. This was a new company, but an old complaint. It is a rather remarkable fact for the men, to have made this complaint, for they had no personal knowledge of Egypt. The large majority of them had been born in the wilderness. Their fathers had handed down to them by tradition all that they knew. In a way they were echoing what their fathers had said, even though for saying it their fathers’ bones were now bleaching under the scorching Syrian sun. Moses and Aaron did the right thing; they r had recourse to prayer. Going to the door of the tent of meeting they fell down on their faces before God, and poured out their souls to Him in their distress. How gracious God was tn them! How patient and tender! It would have seemed that they might have stopped their complaining before this, after all His dealings with them. They knew how He had shown His mar velous power in behalf of their fathers, and they during their lives been the recipients of His goodness; for He had daily fed them with manna, giving them sufficient on the sixth day to last through the seventh as well, but He shows the marvel of His tenderness in them out. J3e, by this act, took the credit to himself for having led them out, and was going to take the credit for leading them in, not giving God his just due, his rightful place. This is not a small sin, and yet, it is one of which any man who has made a suc cess is very apt to be guilty". We can not improve upon God’s plan. When He says, “Speak,” we have no business striking; and whatever we <k>, must be done in such a way as to give him the full credit. » THE CLEFT ROCK. But there is a far more important lesson for us to learn froiji this inci dent of God’s people in the wilderness than even the one we have just men tioned, and this lesson is given us by no less a man than that great Jew, tho greatest of the followers of JesuS Christ, Paul, the apostle. In writing to the Corinthians, he mentions this in cident in the life of his people, and says that the rock was the Messiah, the Christ. It was only when the rook was cleft that the water gushed out in abundance to supply the life-giving ele ment to thirsty people and cattle. It was a gift of God, and there was abundance so that not one lacked one drop of all that they needed. Just so it is with the Messiah. Hiv was the gift of God, and when he was cleft, from him flowed the* life-giving stream, which satisfies every man, wo man and child everywhere, who will par take of it. ' Rock of ages, cleft for me. 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