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r KEV. DR. TALMAGE. i THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUN DAY SERMON. Subject: "The Food in God’s Gospel.’ Text: "And the manna ceased on the morrow after they had eaten of the old com of the iand.”—Joshua v., 12. Onl$ those who haTe had something to do with the commissiariat of an army know what a Job it is to feed and clothe fire or six hundred thousand men. Well, there is such a host as that marching across the desert. They are cut off from all army supplies. There are no rail trains bringing down food or blankets Shall they perish? No. The Lord comes from heaven to tb« rescue, and He touches the shoes and the boats which in a year or two would have been worn to rags and tatters, and they bo- come stormproof and timeproof, so that after forty years of wearing the coats and the shoes are as good as new. Besides that every morning there is a shower of bread, not sour or soggy, for the rising of that bread is made in heaven, and celestial fin- S i have mixed it and rolled it into balls, t, flaky and sweet, as though they were crumbs thrown out from a heavenly banquet. Two botches of bread made ever; day in the upper mansion—one for those who sit at the table with the King, and the other for the marching Israelites in the wilder- I do not very much pity the Israelites for rery me the fact that they had* only manna to It was, I suppose, the best food ever pro vided. I know that the ravens brought food to hungry Elijah, but I should not so well have liked those black waiters. Rather would I have the fare that came down every j in buckets of dew—dean, sweet, God provided edibles. But now the Israel ites nave taken the last bit of it in their fingers, and put the last delicate morsel of it to their lips. They look out, and there is no thannw. Why this cessation of heavenly supply? It was because the Israelites had arrived in Canaan, and they smelled the breath of the harvest fields, and the crowded barns of the country were thrown open to them. All the inhabitants nad fled, and in the name of the Lord of Hosts, the Israelites took possession of everything. Well, the threshing floor it cleared, the corn is scattered over it, the oxen sure brought around in lazy and perpetual circuit until the corn is trampled loose; then it is winnowed with a fan, and it is ground and it is baked, and, lol there is enough bread for all the worn out host. “And the manna ceased on the morrow after they had -eaten of the old corn of the land.” From among the mummies of Egypt and Canaan have been brought grains of corn, exactly like our Indian corn, and recently planted, they have produced the same kind of corn with which we are familiar. So 1 sun not sure which kind of grain my text re fers to, but all the same is the meaning. The bisection of this subject leads me. first, to speak of especial relief for especial -emergency; and, secondly, of the old corn of the Gospel for ordinary circumstances. If these Israelites crossing the wilderness bad not received bread from the heavenly bakeries there would first have been a long line of dead children half buried in the saud. Then there would have been a long line of dead women waiting for the jackals. Then there would have been a long line of dead men unburied, because there would have been no one to bury them. It would have been told in the history of the world that a great company of good people started out from Egypt for Canaan and were never heard .of—as thoroughly loet in the wilderness oi ad ns the City of Boston and the President re lost in the wilderness of waters. Whal i was it to them that there was nlenty of V in Canaan or plenty of corn in Egypt! What they wanted was something to eat righttthere, where therejRaW'ot-sc mudf'ai ^blade—in other words an especial espoci^w^mergency. That u you^K. The ordinary com fort, the ordim^^ Cection, the ordinary counsel do nog" w a to meet your case. There are thjjse who feel that they must have an oufEipotent and immediate supply, and you shall have it Is it unin and physical distress through which iou must go? Does not Jesus know *11 a^pt pnio? Did He not suffer it in the ' sensitive part of head and hand and foot? He has a mixture of comfort,one drop of which shall cure the worst paroxysm. It is the same grace that soothed Robert Hall •when, after writhing on the carpet in phys ical tortures, he cried out, “O! I si' terribly, but J didn't cry out whi'j i was faring, did I? Did I cry out?” There is rsuch nurse as Jesus—His hand the gentlest, Is foot the lightest, His arm the strongest. 'For especial pang especial help. Is it approaching sorrow? Is it long, •shadowing bereavement that you know is coming, because the breath is short, and the voice is faint and the cheek is pale? Have you been calculating your capacity or incapacity to endure widowhood or child- leescees or a disbanded home and cried: "1 cannot endure it?” Oh, worried soul, you will wake up amidst all your troubles and find around about you the sweet consolation of the Gospel at thickly strewed as was the marm* around about the Israelitish encamp ment I Especial solace for especial distress. Or is it a trouble past, yet present? A silent nursery ? A vacant chair opposite you at the table? A musing upon a broken fam ily circle never again to be united? A chok ing sense of loneliness? A blot of grief so large that it extinguishes the light of sun, ana pats out bloom of flower, and makes you reckless as to whether you live or die/ Es pecial comfort that especial trial. Your ap petite has failed for everything else. On, fry a little of this wilderness manna: M I will never leave thea, 1 will never forsake thee.” "Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear Him.” “Can a woman forget her seek ling child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not form thee.” Or is it the grief of a dissipated compan ion? There are those here who have it, so 1 am not speaking in the abstract, but to the point. You have not whispered it, perhaps, to your most intimate friend; but you see your home going away g^&tally from you, and unless things change soon it will be en tirely destroyed. Your grief was well de picted by a woman, presiding at a woman's meeting in Ohio, when her intoxicated hus band staggered up to the platform, to her overwhelming mortification and the disturb ance of the audience, and she pulled a pro- trading bottle from her husband’s pocket and held it up before the audience aua cried out: “There u the cause of my woe I There are the tears and the life blood of a drunk ard’s wife!” And then looking up to heaven she said: “How long, O Lord! how long?” and then looking down to the audience cried: “Do you wonder I feel strongly on this sub ject? Sisters, will you help me?” And huu- dreis of voices responds!: “Yes, yes, we will help you.” You stand, some of you, in such a tragedy to-day. You cannot even ask him to stop drinking. It makes him cross, and be tells you to mini your own business. Is there any relief in such a case? Not such as is found in the rigmarole of comfort ordinari ly given in such cases. But there is a relief •iat drops in manna from the throne of God. on, me up your lacerated soul in prayer, and you will get omnipotent com fort t I do not know in what words the soothing influence may come, but I know that for especial grief there is especial deliver ance. I give you two or three passages; try them on; take that which best fits your soul: “Whom the Lord loveth. He chasteneth;” “All things work together for good to those who love God.” “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometu in the morning. ■* I know there are those who. when they try to comfort people, always bring the same stale sentiment about the usefulness of trial. In stead of bringing up a now plaster for a new wound, and fresh manna for fresh hunger, they rummage their haversack to find some crumb of old consolation, when from horizon to horizon the ground is white Wilhjbe new fallen maaua of God’s help not ' five misuses oldl But after fourteen thousand six huu Ire 1 consecutive days of falling manna—Sundays excepted— the manna ceased. Some of them were glad of it You know they had com plained to their leader, and wondered that they had to eat manna instead of onions. Now the fare is changed. * Those people in that army under forty years of age ha d never seen a corn field, and now, when they hear the leaves rustling and see the tassels waving and the billows of green flowing over the plain as the wind touched them, it must have been a new and lively sensation. “Coral” cried the old man, as he opened an ear. ‘‘Corn!” cried the children, as they counted the shining grains. “Cora!” shouted tho -vanguard of the host as they burst open the -granaries of the affrighted population, the a grasa blade—ii supply for an es] what some of yo that we soon weary of the straps ai custards and the whipped foam of the fanci ful religionists, and we cry: “Give us plain bread made out of the old corn of the gospel Canaan.” This is the only fool that can quell the soul’s hunger. There are man here who hardly know what is the matter with them. They have tried to get together a fortune and larger account at the bank and to get investments yielding larger percentages. They are trying to sat isfy their soul with a diet of mortgages and stocks. There ars others here who nave been trying to get famous, and have succeeded to a greater or less extent; and they have been trying to satisfy their soul with the chopped feed of magazines and newspapers. All these men are no more happy now than before the; moHa the first thousand dollars; no mon happy now than when for the first time the; granaries that hal been left in the possasson >f the victorious Israelites. Thau the fire was kindled, and the ears of corn were thrust into it, and, fresh and crisp and tender, were levonrei of the hungry victors; aud bread was prepared, aud many things that can be made out had been . “And the ceased on the morrow after they had eaten of the old corn of the land.” ired. and many things that can be of flour regaled the appetites that i sharpened by the long march. Blessed be God, we stand in just such a field to-day, the luxuriant grain coming above the girdle, the air full of the odors of the ripe old corn of the goepel Canaan. “Oh!”you say, ‘thefare is too plain.” Then I remember yon will soon get tired of a fan ciful diet. While I was in Paris I liked for a while the rare and exquisite cookery, but I soon wished I was home again, and had the plain food of my native land. So it is a fact saw their names favoraby mentioned. The; cannot analyse or define their feelings; but! will tell them what is the matter—they are with an eternity of famine. The infidel scientists of this day are offer ing us a different kind of soul food; but they are, of all men, the most miserable. I have known many of them; but I never knew one of them who came within a thousand miles of being happy. The great John Stewart Mill provided for himself a new kind of por ridge: but yet, when he com* knowledges that his him any comfort in da- in a roundabout way he admits that his life was a failure. So it is with all infidel scien tists. They are trying to live on telescopes and crucibles and protoplasms, and they charge us with cant, not realizing that there is no such intolerable cant in all the world as this perpetual talk we are hearing about “positive philosophy,” anl “ths absiluti,” and “the great to bs,” aai “ths everlasting no,” and “th3 higher unity,” aai “ths latent potentialities,” anl “ths cathelral of ths immensities.” I have bean translatia r what these men have been writing, anl I have been translating what they have been doing, and I will toll yon what it all means— it means that they want to kill Gelt Anl my only woaier is that Gol has net kUleJ them. I have in other days tasted of their cou- fections, anl I come back anl tell you to-day that there is no nutriment or life or health in anything bat the bread male out of the old corn of the Gospel. What do I mean by that? I mean that Christ is the breal of life, and taking Him, yon live and live for ever. mg on deck every pars ot toe vessel trembled with the beating of the surf on ene side. Since then I heard that that ves sel, which was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, was sold for $3500, and knocked so pieces. They had given up the idea of getting her to sell again. How suggestive \U that is to me! There are those here who are aground in religious things. Once you started for heaven, but you are now aground. Several times it was thought you had started again heavenward, but you soon got back to the old place, and there is not much prospect you will ever reach the harbor of the blessed. God’s wreckers, I fear, will pronounce you a hopeless case. Beached for eternity! And th«n it will be written in heaven concerning some one of your size, and complexion, and age, and name, that he was invited to be saved, bat refused the offer, and starved to death within sight of the fields and granaries fall of the old corn of Canaan. TEMPERANCE. WHAT HAVE TOT; DOHX TO-DAY? I saw a farmer when the day was done; The setting sun had sought its crimson bed, And the mild stars came forward one by one; Ykaw the sturdy farmer, and I said: “What have you done to-day? O, farmer, say?” “O, I’ve sown the wheat in yonder field, And pruned my orchard to increase the yield, And turned the furrow for a patch of corn— This have I done since morn.” But, you say, corn is of but little practical use unless it is threshel anl ground anJ baked. I answer: This Gospel corn has gone through that process. When oa Calvary all the hoofs ot human scorn came down on the heart of Christ, and all the flails of Satanic fury beat Him long and fast, was not the corn threshed? When the mills of God’s in dignation against sin caught Christ between the upper and nether rollers was not th« corn ground? When Jesus descended into hell, aud the flames of the lost world wrappe j Him all about, was not the corn baked? Oh. yes! Christ is ready; HU pardon all realy; His peace_jUl rea ly; everything ready in Christ. Are you ready for Him? You say: “That is such a simple Gospel.” I know it is. You say you thought religion was a strange mixture of elaborate com pounds. No; it is so plaiu that any apoco- oariau may understand it. In its simplicity is its power. If you could this morning re alize that Christ died to save from sia and death and hell not only your minuter, aud your neighbor, and your father, au 1 your child, but you, it would make this hour like the judgment day for agitations, and, no longer able to keep your seat, you would leap up crying: “For me! for me!” Gol grant that yon, my brother, may see this Gospel with your own eye van J to?sK*-f£-4yith your own ear* '":1 ieel with your own heart that you are a lost soul, but that Christ comes for your extrication. Can you not take that truth and digest it, aud make it a part of your immortal ufe? It is only bread. You'have noticed that invalids cannot take all kinds of food. The fool that will do for one will not do for another. Thera are kinds of food which will pro luce, in cases of invalidism, vary speedy death. But you have noticed that all persons, how ever weak they may be, can take bread. Oh, sonl sick with sin, invalid in your transgressions, I think this Gospel will agree with yon! I think if you cannot take anything else you can take this. Lost— found! Sunken — raised? Condemned — pardoned! Cast out—invited in! That is the old corn of the Gospel. You have often seen a wheel with spokes of different colors, and when the wheel was rapidly turned all the colors blended into a rainbow of exquisite beauty. I wish I could to-day, take the peace, anl the life, and the joy and glory of Christ, and turn them before your soul with such speed aud such strength that you would be enchanted with the revolving splendors of that name which is above every name—the name writ ten once with tears of exile and in blood of martyrdom, but written now in burnished crown, and lifted sceptre, and transangelic throne. There is another characteristic about bread, and that is, you never get tired of it. There are people here seventy years of age who find it just as appropriate for their ap petite as they did when, in boyhood, their mother cut a slice of it clear around the loaf. You have not got tired of bread, and that is a characteristic of the Gospel. Old Christian man, are yon tired of Jesus? If so, let ns take His name out of our Bible, and let us with pen and ink erase that name wherever we see it. Lpt us cast it out of our hymno- logy, aud let “There is a Fountain” and “Rock of Ages” go into forgetfulness. Let us tear down the communion table where we celebrate His love. Let us dash down tB8 baptismal bov/1 where we were consecrated to Him. Let us hurl Jesus from our heart, and ask some other hero to come in. Let us say, “Go a way, Jesus I wont another companion, another friend, than Thou art.” Could you do it? The years of your past life, aged mau, would utter a protest against it, and the graves of your Christian dead would charge you with being an ingrate, and your litfle grandchildren would say: “Grandfather, don’t do that. Jesus is the one to whom we say our prayers at night, and who is to open heaven when we die. Grandfather, don’t do that.” Tired of Jesus! The Burguudy rose you pluck from the garden is not so fresh and fair and beautiful Tired of Jesus? As well get weary of the spring morning and the voices of the mountain runnel, and the quiet of your own home, and the gladness of your own children.- Jesus is bread, and the ap petite for that is never obliterated. Do not talk to me about a man being loubtf ul about the doctrines of grace. He is aotdoubtful to mo at all. Bread is bread, and I know it the moment I see it. I bad a cornfield which I cultured with my own hand. I did not ask once in all the summer: “Is this corn?'’ I did not hunt up tho Agri culturist to get a picture of corn. I was bora n sight of a cornfield aud I know all about ik When these Israelites came to Canaan and looked off upon the fields the cry was: “Cora! corn!” And if a man has once tasted of this heavenly bread he knows it right iway. He can tell this corn of the gospel Canaan from “the chaff which the wmd iriveth away.” I bless (Sod so many have found this Gospel corn. It is the bread of which, if a man eat, he shall never hunger oells, for Christ and your ind there is no power on earth or in hell to fet out letters of divorcement. But ftlaa for the famine struck! Enough ;orn, yet it teems you have no sickle to cut .ii, uo mm uo gnnu it, no ore to oase it, no ippetite to eat it Starving to death when the plain is golden with a magnificent har vest! I rode some thirteen miles to see the Alex- inder, a large steamship that was beached near Southampton, L. I. It was a splendid vessel. I walked up and down the decks ind in the cabins I said: ‘‘What a pity that this vessel should go to pieces, or be lying aere idle.'’ The coast wreckers had spent 130,030"trying to get her off, and they suc ceeded once; but she came back again o the old place. While I was walk- I saw a blacksmith in his smithy door. When the day had vanished and the west grew red. And all the weary noise and strife were o’er; I saw the kind!; blacksmith, and I said: “What have you done to-day? O, blacksmith, say?” “O, I have made two plow shares all com plete, And nailed the shoes on many a horse’s feet, And, O, my friend, I cannot tell you half!” The man of muscle answered with a laugh. I saw a miller when the day had gone. And all the sunshine from the hills had fled. And tender shadows crept across tho lawn; I saw a dusty miller, and I said: “What have you done to-day? O, miller grey?” “O, I have watched my mill from morn till night, Did ever you see flour so snowy white? And many are the mouths to-day I’ve feed." The merry miller laughed os this he said. I saw another when the night drew nigh And turned each daily toiler from his task, When gold and crimson cloudlets decked the sky. “What have you done to-day? Drink-seller, say?” But the drink seller turned with drooping bead. And not a single word in answer said. What had he done? His work, he knew full well, Was plunging souls in deepest hell! “Alas, drink-seller, on that awful day When death shall call you, aud your race is run. How can you answer? What can you say? When God shall question you, ‘Wuat have you done? How can you meet the eye Of the Most High? When night approaches and the day grows late, Think you to find your way to Heaven’s gate? Think you to dwell with the souls of right eous men? Think you to enter in? If not, what then?” —Ella Wheeler Wilcox. SABBATU INTERNATIONAL AUGUST | Lesson Text: “Ente dom,” Lake xviii., Text: Lake x Comment! 15. “And they brought fonts, that He would ton His disciples saw it. the The two incidents of thi children and the rich yoi corded also in Matt, x According to Mark a quest was that He die but according to Matthe { rat His hands on them aw esson we saw that the te*< dren of the Kingdom, ai* deep sense of their sin here we shall see that tb ^ nothing but emptiness a dependence. How onto Lord were even the d hated Him, and so dij gious Pharisees, but wc disciples to know His m -34 and John xiv., 9, an better with me? Am I and understanding whi Lord is? 16. “But Jesus called said: Suffer little child and forbid them not; 1 dom of God." See how dependent an infant is; everything; and when v condition before God. a lessness to Him. we shal and become children of the safety of little inf they come to the know! see Dent, i., 39, and knows how to make tl Christ avail for them. I shall be full of them (2k 17. “Verily I say o shall not receive the child, shall in no wise ei then, shall become of st MARRIAGE WITH DRUNKARDS. The efforts to raise the poor and degener ate inebriate and his family arc practically of no value os long as marriage with in ebriates is permitted. Recently tho Legisla ture of the State of Victoria, Australia, has passed a law which gives a wife the right of divorce if tho husband is found to be an habitual druni ard. If after marriage sh« discovers that he is an inebriate, she can also get a divorce. The husband can do the same with a wife if she is, proved to bo aa*.in ebriate. This is a clear anticipation of ;the higher sentiment whiefi demands relief fVDf&'t the barbarous law which would hold ifaar- riage with an inebriate as fixed and per- manent.—JonxKai Inebriety TWO OPINIONS OF WHISKY. Here and there, writes a Narraganset Pier (R. L) correspondent, you find a touch of the old sentiment against the drinking habit. It finds expression in verses and prohibitory sentiments scratched on the walls ot board ing houses and written even on the rocks. On one of the smooth bathing house surfaces which offer such a temptation to the scrib blers, some thirsty soul longing for a drink after his bath and finding none at hand had recalled Mr. Robert G. Ingersolls eulogy of good whisky. So he wrote it down. Later on another man used the bath-house, for in an entirely different handwriting, and of more recent date, apparently, was the oppo site view. I copied them both and here they are. Take your choice: Two opinions of whisky. Bob Ingersoll’s opinion: “I send you some of tho most wonderful whisky that ever drove the skeleton from a feast or painted landscapes in the brain of man. It is tho mingled souls of wheat and corn. In it you will find the sunshine and shadow that chased each other over the billowy fields, the breath of June, the carol of the lark, the dews of night, the wealth of summer and autumn’s rich content—all golden with imprisoned light. Drink it and you will heai- the voice of man and maiden singing the “Harvest Home,” mingled with the laughter of children. Drink it and you will feel within your blood the star -led dawns, the dreamy tawny dusks of many perfect days. For iorty years this liquid joy has been within the happy staves of oak, longing to touch tho lips of man.” A Prohibitionist’s opinion: “I send you some of the most wonderful whisky that ever filled with snakes the boots of man or painted towns in cardinal red. It is the mingled souls of corn and strych nin s. In it you will find the moonshine that made the Mar shal chase the shad ows over Western hills, the breath of flame, the whistle of police, the hoodlum wagon and thirty days in prison for thinking you could fight. Drink it and ycu will hear the voices of comrades singing “When John ny Comes Marching Home," mingled with the laughter of the boys. Driuk it and you will feel within your head a sense of swelling—the boozv bliss of many high old sprees. For sixty days this liquid fire has been within the meek and mild-eyed demijohn longing to scorch the throat of man.” TEMPERANCE NEWS AND NOTES. Russia is despotic, but sensible in some things. Her saloon keepers are no longer allowed to sell liquor to working men on credit. A Birmingham man, while under the in fluence of drink, knocked off his great toe with a hammer, imagining that he was cut ting his throat with a carving knife. The official census at the Madison County (N. Y.) roorhouse shows that eighty per cent, of the inmates were obliged to seek for admittance there because of intemperance. Rev. O. C. Brown says: “I can tell you how to stop pauperism in this country in four words, ‘Stop the drink traffic.’ Liquor is responsible for eight-ninths of the pauper ism of America.” One hundred and fifty times as much as is annually paid to theclergymon of the United States, and one hundred and eighty times as much as is paid every year by the whole world for the cause of missions, is annually expended to support tho liquor traffic. Tho Ohio State Grange says: “Ten dollars paid for drinks creates a market for corn to tho value of a fraction over eleven cents. Fen dollars expended for pork, even with ;he present exorbitant profits of butchers, creates a market for corn to the value of $3.75. Every bushel of corn used by the iistiUery therefore cuts off the market for jver thirty bushels of corn made into pork.” A large truck drove up to the salesrooms of a wholesale wine merchant in Beaver street, New York, the other day and un- oaded a couple of cords of brand-new wine The cases were empty and, although made here, they bore the name and stamp of i French wine manufacturer. Passers-by who stumbled over the empty cases won- iered what kind of wins the Beaver street iealer intended to pat in them. _ (our be justified in His si 20), who persist in tl as near right as they a them out? There is on such, and that is to be Kingdom, for “except shall exceed the righteo and Pharisees ye shall the Kingdom of Heavei 18. “And a certain n ing Good Master, what eternal life?” Mark sa] □ing and kneeled to Hi: nestness, and in an al Here is humility also, proud, self righteous sp our last lesson; but we has neither the deep coi publican, nor the em little child. And one way is the idea of doing eternal life.- He does n life is the gift of God (I a similar question to th John vi., 28, 29; to i “This is the work of Gc Him whom He hath ser 19. “And Jesus said u est thou Me good? Noi that is God.” Jesus kn meant by “good,” arid 1 think. His question nur ing. Do you believe tl therefore do you thus a 20. “Thou knowest I When the lawyer who by Him referred back t a summary of the whol said: “This do and thoc refers this ruler to fl« which refer to our du thereby, as in the case c vince of sin, for t>y the of sin, and cursed is ev ueth not in all things wi the law to do them,.'! 10). _ . 21. “And he said, a:*-'these have I kept from my youth up.” He, no doibt, thought he bad. H^was righteous in flP own eyes. eternal life, and his questionJWa® what else is there for me to ao? Redeems to be in dead earnest to obtain what he sought, but being ignorant of God’s righteousness he was going about to establish his own righteous ness. 22. -‘Now when Jesus heard these things He said unto him. Yet lackest thou one thing.” Mark says that beholding him He loved him. There must have been some thing specially sincere about him that com mended him to Jesus, who read his heart. “Soli all that thou hast and distribute unto the poor, and thou shalt have treasure in heaven; and come, follow Me.” Mark odds, “Take up the cross.” Jesus loved him well enough to be frank with him, even though He should lose him as a follower. zo. -And when he heard this he was ve: sorrowful, for he was very rich.” says that he went away grieved. He would not follow Jesus at such a price. The cross was too heavy. His own wealth was more real to him than treasures in heaven. It seems strange to the natural man and un reasonable, but it is the law of the Master for His followers, that to give away is to keep forever, and to keep for one’s self is to lose forever. 24. “And when Jesus saw that he was very sorrowful, He said. How hardly shall they that have riches enter into the King dom of God.” This young ruler made his choice, and preferred his wealth to eternal life and treasure in heaven. What a con trast do we see in Moses, who esteemed the reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures of Egypt, for he had respect unto the recompense of the reward (Heb. xt., 26). 25. “For it is easier for a camel to go through a needle’s eye than for a rich man to enter into the Kingdom of God.” It is said that the small gate for the foot passen gers might possibly be entered by a camel, if unloaded, but for a loaded camel to pass through it would be an utter impossibility. If this small gate within the larger one was called the needle’s eye, then the illustration is clear. If this rich young ruler had been willing to unload himself of his riches as the Saviour advised him to do, he might have entered the Kingdom; but his burden, which he preferred, kept him out. 26. “And they that heard it said: Who then can be saved?” Perhaps they did not notice that Jesus spoke only of such as, like this man, clung to their riches. When we look about us and see the race for wealth, may we not well ask: “Who can be saved?” But it is better to look withiu, or rather ask the Lord to look within us, for His eyes arc sharper than ours, and see if there is any idol in our heart that is keeping ns from being saved or, if saved, that is keeping us from being wholly His for His service. 27. “And He said. The things which are impossible with men are possible with God.” Or, according to Mark, “With God all things are possible,” and “all things are pos sible to him that believeth” (Mark x., 27; ix., 23). 28. “Then Peter said, Lo we have left all and followed Thee.” According to Matt, xix., 27, he asks, “What shall we have there fore?” It seemed to Peter that he and the other disciples bad done, in their measure, what Jesus had asked the rich ruler to do. But they were not rich; they had only for saken boats, and nets, aud occupation, and home, and friends; yet it was their all. Will they, too, have treasure in heaven? 29. 30. “Manifold more in this present time, and in the world to come Life Ever lasting.” Mark says, “An hundred fold now is this time,” but adds, “with persecutions.” Matthew adds that in the regeneration, when the Son of Man shall sit in tho throne of His glory, they also shall sit on twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel. —Lesson Hel~>er. DRINKING AMONG ENGLISH WOMEN. An American writer in Harper's Maga zine gives a sad account of what he alleges he saw in England of drinking by women. The bar-rooms, he says, are often as well itronized by women as by men. In tho te houses into which he was invited ..e also found the Women drinking. At one country house, when the ladies returned from a dance, only one declined to take something, and that lady afterward called to her father to bring up-stairs a “glass of toddy.” Ho has been unfortunate in his experiences of better-class houses, in which certainly one is often struck with the number of ladies who drink water only. But that there is a great amount of drinking among English women cannot be denied. Grocers’ lictnses are large ly responsible for this, bat not entirelv, as women of the poorer and lower middle class go into public houses with little appearance of shame. Old men aver that this is a thing which they never saw in their youth.— Lancet. instead of the Impossible and self-sacrificing heroes of their dreams, they awaken to find themselves married only to men, with the Imperfections common to humanity. They perceive'that the perfection.tbey are In search of is to be found in other women’s husbands, not in their own; on which point they wou’d be speedily undeceived if they could exchange situations with their ap- f iarcntly more fortunate sisters. It is not ong before both parties to a union that has proved a disappointment are ready to es cape from it; or. if not. one or the other is determined to break awav. It is probable that all other causes put together are not so pro lific of divorce among the class in \thich it commonly takes place, as the fact that its women are brought up on novels of a low grade as their habitual and almost only reading.—-[Edward J. Phelps in December Scribner. “chip tub knot,’* • Such was the advice of Elder Swan to the writer years ago. Father Swan, at the time was serving as one of the missionaries of the Connecticut Baptist Convention, I had in vited him and his co-laborer. Elder Shailer, to spend a few days with the church of which I was pastor in revival meetings. But the church were not accustomed to hold such meetings, especially at the meeting house and the people did not very largely attend. After a few days these two effi cient and beloved missionaries passed on to other churches; but as they were about leaving Father Swan said that in splitting wood; when he had a specially bard knotty stick to split, if he was not able at once to cleave it through the middle, he would “chip” off or “slab” off the sides and then he could generally suc ceed in splitting it through the center. “Now,” be said, “I would suggest that you E ursue a similar course with'your people by olding special revival services in the differ ent districts and neighborhoods of your par ish, and in time you may be successful in getting them to come to special meetings at the meeting house.’’ I followed his advice and found that those who would not travel two to four miles to attend special meetings at the center would gladly attend their own little neighborhood meetings. The results were better than I expected, and when unconverted people would come to these district meetings, and find Christ, they would without urging at tend the Sabba’h services. It is said that in one of our New England states, where statistics have been taken, less than one-half the population attend any re ligious services except funerals! Doubtless this is approximately true of a large portion of New England, certainly as regards any regular attendance at church. How are these domestic heathen to he reached unless we goto them? If they lived in India, China or Africa, there would be reason to hope th-,t missionaries would be sent to them. But no raissionarh s will be sent to our home heathen, or non-believers, and unless our churches aud pastors care for them they will perish in their sins. The pastor of a popular church told the writer that he should not go into such out- district work. 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