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NSTR
UCTOR
H. A. ROBERTS
It Takes a Genuine Christian to Practice This Highest Precept of Christ
-The
Second Ate
By DAVID LIN
I. F. NEWS : Come muse with
us Thursday, August 21, at
7:45 P. M., at Sara Holmes',
304 Carroll Avenue, Takoma Park,
Maryland. Kroner Eney will be chief
muser, and his topic is 'A Midsummer
Muse.' Come and be a-mused !"
"What's a 'Midsummer Muse' ?" I
wondered, as I read this announcement of the Takoma Interdenominational Fellowship.
Few, indeed, of the twenty-odd
young people who assembled in Sara's
cheery parlor knew what Kroner had
to present. When the meeting finally
got under way, after Scripture reading and prayer, Kroner whipped out
his note pad and launched into the
headlines—the war.
"Which of you men are of draft age
and have received your questionnaires ?"
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Several hands went up.
Tom, Guy, and Bill were then
asked, "When you received your questionnaires, what were your reactions ?"
Tom, a thoughtful bespectacled student Boston bound for a theological
training, was a pacifist. To him, war
was crime. His reaction : highly negative.
Guy's response was different. He
believed in military training. He had
received some, and would like to have
more. A willing warrior was he.
Bill, a calm blond, tall of stature,
just did not quite react. He was made
of inert stuff. If he had to join the
Army, all right. It would be good experience.
Kroner was delighted with the
variety of responses. And after
analyzing these attitudes, he pro-
ceeded to give his own.
His delivery was
pleasing. He slumped
occasionally in his chair
he entered the
oughtful phases of
s subject, pulling up
nto position as he
came to a new turn
of thought. We followed him closely ; he
had something to say.
The boys in camp, the
morale on the battle
front, the duty of the
folk at home; the experiences of the last
war, the dark side of
Army life, the sunny
side, the many opportunities open to the
clever lad—these Kroner explored with unusual thoughtfulness.
His was a crisp and
natural flow of good
English,
unavoidably
padded with American
colloquialisms. He was
a poet, and made use of
snatches of rhyme to
give color to his thenie.
Being a young lawyer,
moreover, he had good arguments to
bolster his ideas.
As he drew his remarks to a close,
a lively discussion ensued. Bob, a
lad who is looking forward to the
medical profession, moved up from
the far end of the room and took his
place by the door. He had something
to say, and said it. He had his opinions about war. He was against
American participation in a European
conflict; he—
"Do you mean," Kroner blurted impatiently, "that there's nothing worth
fighting for ?"
Bob fumbled; and before he could
muster an answer, Tom, the ministerto-be, stepped into the breach.
"I'm afraid," he began, "that Kroner
is fundamentally mistaken on this
point, upon which Bob and I are
agreed."
Kroner cocked his ears.
"Whatever is worth while," Torn
continued, "cannot be defended with
force."
"Tom !" George, who had so far
sat in silence at the window, had the
floor. "If someone came to take away
your necktie, would you let him have
it ?"
OCTOBER 14, 1941
LET'S TALK IT OVER
AND sakes !" exclaimed Aunt
A--1 Sally, deftly catching a snowy
napkin which the vagrant October
breeze had snatched from off a plate
of spicy cookies that she carried.
The drifting leaves fallen from a
giant maple that dominated her neighbor's yard made a crisp brown carpet
underfoot as she hurried up the driveway. The sociable back door that
usually stood open was closed.
"Don't look like Marybelle's at
home," mused the visitor as she
knocked. But in a moment Marybelle
appeared in answer to the summons.
"Oh, Aunt Sally !" she exclaimed.
"However did you guess the kind of
cookies we like best of all? Do come
in and sit down and talk to me while
I finish the ironing."
But in a very few minutes the visitor discovered that Marybelle was
not her usual sunny self.
"You don't want to tell me what's
wrong?" she questioned.
"Oh, I can't !" choked Marybelle.
"It's really nothing—only—"
"Somebody's hurt your heart," declared Aunt Sally shrewdly.
Then the tears came in a flood.
"I don't think I've ever been so hurt
in all my life," sobbed Marybelle.
"I've always known that Irene Burke
had a loose tongue. We grew up in
the same community, and when we
married and settled down in our own
homes, they were in the same neighboa-hood of another and far-distant
city. Many's the time I've heard her
blast this one and that one into a million pieces, and I've known that I
have been her victim more than once.
But she has so many good points that
I've tried to overlook this fault, and
I've always defended her and insisted
that her bark is far worse than her
bite. But, now, I don't know whether
it is or not ! Oh, I can't repeat the unkind things she is saying—it wouldn't
do any good. But it seems as though
she has stabbed a sharp knife into my
heart, and is slowly turning it round
. and round !"
"The tongue can no man tame,'
quoted Aunt Sally; 'it is an unruly
evil, full of deadly poison.' "
"Yes," sighed Marybelle, "that is
more than true. Last week's Sabbath
school lesson was good for me. At
first I was inclined to apply every text
to Irene, but finally I took myself
firmly in hand, and determined to see
that every word that I speak and every
meditation of my heart shall be acceptable in God's sight, no matter
what others do or say. The thought
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that no 'man' can tame the tongue
came home to me with special force,
too. Only God is strong enough to
control this so-small member of our
bodies. I mean to give mine entirely
over to His keeping."
"That's the only safe thing to do,"
mused Aunt Sally. "If we could remember to put the things we want to
say through the three sieves before we
say 'em, how much better 'twould be."
"What 'three sieves'?" queried
Marybelle.
"I was at Mrs. Haskin's the other
day, an' Louise came flyin' in from
school. 'Oh, mother, mother, you
should hear what they're sayin' about
Betty Lane ! Why she's—'
" 'Just a minute, daughter,' she said.
`Let's put this through the three sieves.
Is what "they say" truer
" 'Well, I don't know,' confessed
Louise, 'but, oh, it's terribly interestin'.'
" 'Is it kind?' persisted her mother.
" 'N-o-o,' she confessed. 'It isn't
really kind, but you never heard
such a—'
" 'Is if necessary to repeat this story
about Betty? Will it help her or anyone else ?'
" `No, of course it isn't necessary,'
acknowledged Louise slowly, 'only I
thought—'
" 'Daughter,' said Mrs. Haskin,
`whenever some story comes to you
about another person, remember to put
it through these three sieves, an' you'll
save yourself an' others much grief.
Be sure the story is true, that it is
kind, that it is necessary that it be
told, before you allow yourself to
repeat it.' "
"But suppose, Aunt Sally, that years
ago a person did something in a moment of youthful rashness and inexperience that really was wrong, and
that brought his good name and his
good reputation into question. And
suppose he has repented of what he
did, left no stone unturned to make
everything right, and now, by the
grace of God, is striving to live a
consistent Christian life. Can't the
past ever be forgotten? Must it be
held against him no matter where he
goes? And must gossip hang it like
a millstone about his neck to hinder
him in whatever he undertakes to
do?" Marybelle spoke out of the fullness of her heart.
"Yes, to your first question," Aunt
Sally assured her ; "no, to both the
others. But there are some people
who seem to dote on keepin' a collection of skeletons of unsavory experi-
ences in the closets of their minds, an'
in bringin"em out to scare or discourage those who were their unfortunate victims; an' if that don't work,
then they rattle the dry bones in an
effort to arouse prejudice against 'em.
I don't allow they do this purposely-not exactly, at least—but they so love
a bit of juicy gossip that they can't
resist passin' it on, an' that's the way
it usually works out. As the minister
at my church said not long ago:
`There's twice as many itchin' ears
as there are gossipy tongues, an' they
would be cured quickly if there were
no gossipy tongues.' "
"I suppose this is just one of those
things that we must tolerate so long
as we live here on this sin-cursed
earth," sighed Marybelle.
"Yes," smiled Aunt Sally, "that's
about the way it is, an' we must do our
best, with God's help, to go about our
business an' just 'pay it no mind,' as
the Texans say.
"Once there was a woman who
spread gossip about her pastor all
through the village in which she lived,
an' the whole countryside heard it.
Came a time when her conscience got
to troublin' her, an' she was convicted
of her sin an' came to the parsonage
an' confessed an' asked to be forgiven.
The pastor said : 'Of course, I will
forgive you, an' that gladly. But I
am goin' to ask you to do one certain
thing. Go home an' kill a white hen.
pluck out the feathers, an' bring them
here in a basket.'
"She followed directions, an' when
she returned, the pastor said: 'Now
go through the village, an' at each
street corner scatter a handful of the
feathers; then take those that are left
to the bell tower of the church an'
scatter 'em to the winds. The woman
did as she was told, an' returned to
the parsonage.
" 'Now,' said the pastor, `go back
through the village an' gather up all
the feathers you have dropped. Be
sure that not one is missing.'
" `But,' she protested, 'that's impossible ! The wind has scattered 'em
over the fields and everywhere !"
" 'Just so,' he told her, 'I want you
to realize that while I forgive you
gladly, you can never undo the damage your gossip has caused !' "
"Good-by, Aunt Sally." Marybelle
smiled now, as her guest made ready
to leave. "Thanks for the comfort,
and for the three sieves—and, oh, yes,
for the cookies ! Hereafter I'm going
to strain everything I want to say
before 'tis said !"
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The discussion was warm. It flared first mile
and turns the other' cheek after the
up in heated debate. Two camps were mile left.
one has been smitten, it is not to deformed, with moderators in between. prevailing
rive any direct benefit. He does it
Tom headed the "let-him-have-thy- force can b
because it is essentially Christlike.
cloak-also" party ; George and others how can Christ's
e applied? He does it to preserve his Christianity.
did not believe that that policy would And if it cannot, then Christ is wrong, In other words, it takes a genuine
work. Kroner sulked.
Christian to practice this highest preunreasonable.
"Has it ever been tried ?" Guy chalThis is no trifle. For the most dis- cept of Christ.
lenged.
This brings us to the threshold of
tinguishing part of Christ's teachings
Yes, illustrations were cited, prov- is this revolutionary precept of per- an answer. That is, if it takes a genuing to our satisfaction that this prin- fect love—love toward haters as well ine Christian individual to practice
ciple has worked with individuals. as lovers, enemies as well as friends. Christ's teaching, a nation must be
Would it work with nations? So went It is the core of genuine religion. And truly Christian to do the same. But,
the discussion, with almost everyone if the core is rotten, the whole is prithee, who can, in this present world
taking part, women included.
order, find a "Christian" nation in the
spoiled. What a challenge !
10:30
M. The contest of ideas
In the course of the evening's dis- truest sense of the word?
surged like the seven seas. Kroner cussion, Tom had made the further
Christianity is an organic unity, a
signaled a halt, and we stopped re- observation that when the Christian symmetric whole. It must be applied
luctantly. After a few items of busi- yields his cloak as well as his coat, in, its entirety. If a nation wishes to
ness, brief prayers in a felpractice the highest precept
lowship circle, and tasty reof Christ, let it begin with
freshments, we parted in the
the first essentials. For it is
best of humor.
not fair to say that one preThe iqIphaGet
SUCCCii
The "muse" was over. But
cept will not "work" when
I kept musing.
the others have been ignored.
By GRENVILLE KLEISER
Does it work ?
Therefore, before asking
Ambition to do and to dare,
A means
My thoughts turned to the
whether a nation should go
to nobly aspire and to play the game square.
experience of a Christian
the "second mile," let it be
means
to
Battle
for
that
which
is
right,
B to keep bravely climbing though rugged the height.
farmer in China. He was
asked whether it has observed
toiling one day in his field,
God's commandments. For
the Courage to face a hard task,
C means
to be self-dependent and few favors ask.
when he was surprised by
if it has not met the minimum
the gruff voice of a man in
Decision to know what to do,
requirements of God's law,
D means
to have a clear purpose and see the thing through.
uniform—a soldier on his
why hope for the maximum
Efficient in thought and in deed,
way home with a heavy bag.
attainment of perfect love?
E means
to work in a way that is sure to succeed.
"Carry this to the next
This only partly answers the
the Faith that can see far ahead,
F means
village for me, or else—"
challenge.
that quickens the mind and ignores foolish dread.
He unbuckled his belt and
The question remains, If
the Grit to maintain a firm hold,
G means
held it in a threatening posithe nation has fully observed
in face of obstruction to be strong and bold.
tion.
God's law and is invaded,
the Health that you guard every day,
H means
The farmer slung the bag
what then ?
that keeps you alert and robust on the way.
across his shoulder and folThis is met by two conmeans
Improvement
in
all
that
is
true,
I
that is ready to learn ways and means that are
lowed. The two trudged
sistent observations: First,
new.
silently toward the village.
when a nation is willing to
means the Judgment to plan for the best,
J
There the farmer placed the
that knows how to act when you're put to the test.
go all the way with God, it
bag on the street and wiped
needs fear no aggressor.
the Knowledge by which you acquire
K means
position and power and worthy desire.
his brow.
For the promise of God to
"Is this where you stop ?"
the
obedient nation is:
means
the
Loyalty
true
in
its
aim,
L through sunshine and gloom to be always the same.
he asked the soldier.
"It shall come to pass, if
the Money you make and you save
"No, I'm going to the
thou shalt hearken diligently
M means
in times that are thriving for times that are grave.
town beyond."
unto the voice of the Lord
means Nobility, largeness of view,
"Oh, if that is the case,
thy
God, . . the Lord thy
N broad-minded
and kindly in all that you do.
I'll be glad to carry your
God will set thee on high
Obliging with those whom you meet,
0 means
bag all the way."
above all nations of the
in everyday speech to be always discreet.
The soldier stood aweearth." "And all people of the
the Patience to long persevere,
p means
struck. He was uneasy;
earth shall see that thou art
intent upon progress and free from base fear.
coals of fire were being
called by the name of the
means the Quest for the lofty and true,
Q to build the fine qualities latent in you.
heaped on his head.
Lord ; and they shall be
The Christian farmer won
afraid of thee." "And the
Resourceful whatever the need,
R means
to be always ready in word and in deed.
a soul for Christ that day;
Lord shall make thee the
means
the Silence that guards well the tongue,
for he remembered the words,
head, and not the tail; and
S in praise
of which wise men and poets have sung.
"Go with him twain."
thou shalt be above only, and
means
the
Tact that is ever alert
Yes, it always works. But
T to say the right
thou
shalt not be beneath."
thing and never to hurt.
.did Christ mean that this
Next, in the case of SenUpbuilding the best things of life,
U means
principle should be practiced
nacherib's invasion, God
to acquiesce freely and avoid senseless strife.
in the dealings of one nashowed that when Israel was
means
the
Vision
that
pictures
success,
V that aims at achievement and seeks nothing less.
tion with another?
humble and acknowledged
In a gathering of students
her trust in God, He intermeans
the
Wisdom
that
prudence
inspires—
w a faculty rare that the world most admires.
in Peiping, China, I first enposed in a marvelous way,
-countered the problem. One
the Xcellence marking each day,
and demonstrated that the
X means
crowning the work that is done the right way.
student wanted to know how
God-obeying nation ought
means
You are progressing aright,
Christ's "second mile" teachneither to resist nor to yield
Y that thethat
torch of ambition is always a-light.
ing could be applied in
to a hostile force, but rather
means
the
Zeal you display in the race,
z
China's diplomacy with forto lean on His mighty arm
despite every hindrance to still keep the pace.
eign powers. "Yield one
for deliverance. For an exHere is your alphabet, learn it by heart,
step, and they'll take ten,"
amination of Isaiah 37 reAnd highly resolve that you'll fill well your part.
-has been her past experience.
veals that Israel was asked
:If she should meekly go the
to yield (Turn to page 13)
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By LILLIAN REMICK
OOD morning, madam," was
the polite salutation which
Mrs. Howard received upon
opening the door in the middle of the
forenoon. "I represent a group of
earnest Christians who are out collecting funds in the neighborhood for
home and foreign mission work. We
invite you to do your part this morning. This little book explains—"
And the young man continued his
Harvest Ingathering canvass.
Mrs. Howard was much impressed
by the young man's sincerity. She
asked him several questions, and then
went to get her purse. She returned
in a moment and said, "I'm sorry, but
I have no change' this morning. Could
you come back later ?"
The solicitor could see that she was
interested, and he felt an urge to help
her in some way; so he spoke softly:
"Mrs. Howard, my co-worker is just
coming up the street. Would you like
for us to have prayer with you?"
The woman quickly answered : "I
would appreciate it." And so it happened that three earnest prayers ascended to the throne of grace before
the boys went on their Harvest Ingathering way. This unusual experience left a deep impression on Mrs.
Howard's mind.
As she sat by the fireside that autumn evening, she mused half aloud,
"I wonder what church they represent? It was foolish of me not to
ask them."
"Who?" asked Mr. Howard, looking
over the top of his evening newspaper.
"Why, the two boys who were here
this morning. Oh ! I forgot; I haven't
told you about them."
She then related the incident, concluding with, "You haven't any idea
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As the Harvest Ingatherer Goes From
Door to Door, Angels Accompany Him
and Bless the Contacts He Makes
what church they came from, have
you ?"
"No, but I imagine it would not be
hard to find out." However, Mr.
Howard's prediction proved to be
wrong, for none of their neighbors
remembered the name of the mission
organization that the boys had mentioned.
Mr. and Mrs. Howard were at a
party one evening a few months later.
Most of the men were playing cards,
and the other guests were noisy. The
air was blue with smoke. Mrs. Howard felt uncomfortable; something
seemed to be advising her to leave the
place. After a mental struggle, she
decided to ask her husband to take
her home, regardless of the opposition
presented by her hostess. Soon they
were out in the cool night air.
"Whatever came over you, Mary
Howard ? I never saw you have such
a queer notion before. Imagine leaving a party at nine-thirty !"
"I don't know what it was myself,
John, but I was simply uncomfortable
in there. I couldn't help thinking of
Jesus—would He go to such a party?
You know, ever since those soliciting
boys visited me, my ideas have
changed about a great many things."
Mr. Howard, who was not strongly
religious, let the matter drop. He, too,
had noticed this change in his wife.
He had seen the Bible lying open on
the table several times lately when he
returned from work, and the children
had been sent to church more faithfully on Sunday than they had been
heretofore.
Several years passed, and no more
was heard concerning the young solicitors and their beliefs. One morning Mrs. Howard answered the doorbell and found a middle-aged man
there.
"Good morning, madam. Have you
visited the tent meetings down on
Holt Street ?"
Mrs. Howard said that she had not
heard of them. The visitor then told
her that religious meetings were being
held there every night and on Saturday morning.
"We should very much like, madam.
to have you come and hear the great
Bible truths which will be presented
and the mission stories which will be
told. Would you like a car sent round
for you and the children Saturday
morning?"
"Thank you for your offer, but you
need not trouble about the car ; Saturday is my husband's day off, and he
will be glad to take us."
"Well, good-by, niadani ; we shall
be looking for you."
"Thank you for the invitation.
Good-by."
It was a custom of the Howard
family of five to go to the beach or
out into the country for an outing
every Saturday. This particular
"next" Saturday Mrs. Howard had
her work done early and was planning
tp attend the tent meeting when the
telephone rang, and Mr. Howard was
called to work for the remainder of
the day. Thus the family did not have
an opportunity to visit the meetings,
after all.
A few weeks passed. One morning
a strange magazine called Signs of
the Times came in the mail, but no
explanation was offered regarding
who was the sender. Mrs. Howard
read the first copy of the magazine,
and found in it some of the same
things which the two young Harvest
Ingathering solicitors had mentioned
long before. She was overjoyed, and
read and reread the magazine as it
came each succeeding week. Then,
as suddenly as it had started coming
to her, the paper stopped.
Mrs. Howard's curiosity was truly
aroused by that time, but more than
that, she knew that she had found the
truth as taught in the Bible, and she
wanted to hear more of it. She did
know that these people who kept Saturday were called Adventists, because
the magazine had called them that.
Inquiry after inquiry was made, but
no one seemed to know where there
was a church, other than the Jewish
church, whose members observed
Saturday as the Sabbath instead of
the first day of the week. She even
wrote to an aunt in New York, but
the only satisfaction she received was
word that "these Seventh-day Adventists are a church of fine, upright people, but they do not have the true
light."
The people in the next house moved,
and it was empty (Turn to page 52)
THE YOUTH'S INSTRUCTOR
MEISEL FROM MONKMEYER
The Opportunity to Secure a Christian Education Brings to You Not Only
a Privilege but a Challenge
e ,2anotioe Li-inn/11y yain
ff
By ROSE DRUMMOND
"I wish there were some wonderful place
Called the Land of Beginning Again."
N
OTICE, every youth ! This
land has now been found!
Where? In Seventh-day Adventist educational institutions.
True, these institutions do not represent the fanciful utopia (the word
means "nowhere") that highly intellectual but impractical transcendentalists of the past century hoped to build ;
neither do they represent a socialistic
state such as so many nations are
trying to establish today; nevertheless,
this wonderful land is found, and best
of all, it is yours.
For years these educational institutions from Canada to Florida, from
Massachusetts to California, and out
over the whole wide world, have been
planning and building for you. For
years, also, well-organized faculty
OCTOBER 14, 1941
groups have been gathered and year
by year have been perfecting their
training. Mr. Farm Manager, with
his bronzed workers, has been laboring under hot suns ; Mr. Carpenter,
Mr. Printer, and a host of other diligent workers have been bending every
effort to have this wonderful land
ready for you on that momentous day
when you arrive. All this has been
done that you, every youth, may have
that unique education of head, heart,
and hand that these institutions provide.
The halls which so lately knew only
the hum of the sander or the whistle
of the lone painter now resound with
the tramp of eager feet, and record the
thoughtful planning of matriculation
and studious days. You file into or-
derly assembly halls, fill spacious
chapels, sing inspirational songs, and
hear expert counsel. All is grand !
Professor English looks so distinguished the first morning as you find
your way into his class ! His clever
wit and chalked maxims win you to
him immediately. Then there is Doctor Science. He stands in an unreal
world of test tubes, microscopes, and
mysterious slides. All is alluring !
You finally find Madame French's
name on a door, and you enter with
some misgivings, but are soon put to
ease by a charming, smiling woman
who assures you that you can "get"
even French. Miss Librarian is most
thoughtful, and really seems to know
your needs before you can express
them; Mr. Shop Boss shows you to
your industrial duties with a smile;
the deans of the dormitories are much
more human than you had dared to
hope they would be; and the roommate you fall heir to is highly congenial. Surely school life is great !
You never dreamed it would be so
much fun. Days lengthen, however,
and the newness wears off. The work
grows more taxing, and at last comes
the crash !
Nostalgia.—It is nine o'clock in the
evening, and study period ! Your
roommate appears in the dean's office
and announces with concern that you
are not well and are going home tonight. The dean rises with the question, "Homesickness? Let us go and
see." As they step to your door, you
are hastily gathering your belongings
from here and there and are throwing
them into your suitcase in miscellaneous fashion.
Studiousness.—Your much-admired
Professor English is becoming really
boresome ; he continually harps upon
"mastering the fundamentals ;" and
Doctor Science has a bit of flint in his
eye as he hands you back a "nickel"
quiz. There is a flush of defeat on
your cheek as you crush the offending
paper in your hand, and sit half listening to "a lecture," as you term it, on
the need of application to one's work,
the folly of just "getting by," "cheating yourself." You never dreamed
that genial gentleman could be so
stern.
Thoughtfulness.—Then comes the
day when you carry some of your
campus levity into the library reading
room, and Miss Librarian drops a
"Silence, Please" card at your table
and looks at you with deep disapproval. Why be so fussy? There are
only a few in the room. Checked
again!
Efficiency.—The smile is gone from
Mr. Shop Boss's face as he confronts
you at your bench with a piece of
careless workmanship, and leaves you
with some pointed and unappreciated
advice on the virtue of keeping your
mind on your work, on perfection in
detail, and striving for efficiency.
Co-operation.—You turn to your
room and find it (Turn to page 13)
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lessons which she had learned front
her mother, lessons that covered a
wide range of interests ; but above all
she stressed old-fashioned courtesy.
Many times I did not heed the lessons,
and even now I find them difficult in
practice; but they are there, forever
stamped upon my memory, a standard
worthy of my greatest effort.
On a July day we laid her to rest
in the cool earth of a beautiful green
hillside. And during the intervening
years I have had opportunity to appreciate the wisdom of her teaching.
EWIN G GALLOWAY
"All Things Whatsoever Ye Would That Men Should Do to You,
Do Ye Even So to Them"
otitteiy and y'ou
By SHIRLEY JEAN TUTTLE
HE was a charming little woman
with hazel eyes and snowy white
hair. Wherever she went she
won the hearts of all whom she met.
Her religion was a peculiar one, so
many people thought, but they had
greater respect for it when they
learned that she really believed what
she believed.
As a girl she had been plain in appearance, and much sickness had
stood in the way of an education, for
in the days just following the Civil
War, going to school was not the
simple matter that it is now. An early
marriage increased her problems and
brought more of sorrow than joy. But
as the years went by, the virtues of
love and faith within her soul found
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their way to her face and stamped it
with a serene beauty which added to
her attractiveness.
Her friends were drawn from all
walks of life. To her the rich were
not rich and the poor were not poor.
She had no fear of the one and no
distaste for the other, for all are loved
equally by God. Her manner was reserved; yet young and old alike admired and loved her, for the courtesy
which was as natural to her as speech
showed itself in her face, her voice,
and, above all, in her personality.
To me, for many years her only
grandchild, was given a great share of
her love and tenderness. Almost from
the earliest hours of my life she was
my teacher. She passed on to me the
In a prosperous Northern city there
was a church which prided itself on
loyalty to the standards raised by its
founders. Throughout the years it
had steadfastly adhered to the precepts of its first pastors, and any
threatened departure from long-established faith was met with firmness and
authority. Perhaps that explains why
there was so little of the spirit of
worldliness manifested in the faithful
few who came to meet Sabbath after
Sabbath in the little white church on
the hill.
Yet that church never grew. Instead, its membership dwindled to a
mere handful. Visitors came to the
services, departed with a few polite
remarks at the close of the worship
period, and seldom returned. Instead
of carrying with them enthusiastic
reports of inspiration received and
courage gained for their onward walk
in the Christian way, as well they
might, or of the soul-saving truths to
which they had listened, they came
away with amusing accounts of how
Mrs. A
interrupted the speaker to
correct a statement that he had just
made, or of how two members had
indulged in a lengthy argument over
a trifling point.
On one occasion guests from a
church of another faith were present.
When they quoted the views of their
pastor on a disputed subject, a young
woman exclaimed, "Why, what a ridiculous thing for that minister to
say !" And the very real concern
which the thoughtless girl later felt
for her rude remark failed to erase it
from her memory—or theirs.
There came one day to join the
church a devout Christian woman
of foreign birth. She was cordially
welcomed to fellowship until it was
discovered that neither her heart of
very real gold nor her difficulty in
learning English prevented her speaking her mind frequently and forcibly.
Then there was trouble indeed! Like
a flock of enraged fowls, the rest of
the church rose in the air with one
accord, settled upon the newcomer,
and silenced her so effectually that
she left the church.
How many congregations are split
into factions, how many friendships
are wrecked, in like manner !
Said Paul: "Let your speech be
alway with grace, seasoned with salt.
that ye may (Turn to page ro)
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od, Ln tAe AlotnLnyBy DOROTHY W. GREEN
NE Sabbath, while the dew was
still on the grass, I left my
room and went out into God's
out-of-doors to worship Him in the
stillness of early morning. A haze of
misty, veillike clouds hung over the
azure skies, allowing only a faint, soft
glow to light the newborn day. Soft
spring breezes played idly with the.
tender green foliage on freshly dressed
trees; coquetting birds flitted here and
there, chirping a cheery welcome to
the beauties of the new day. Lavender and white lilacs gracefully nodded
their sweet-scented heads ; red and
yellow tulips stood at quiet, regal attention; and fresh, fragrant grass lay
invitingly at my feet.
From the depths of my heart, thrilling with the joy of living in a world
made so beautiful by a loving Creator, came these well-known lines:
"0 world, I cannot hold thee close
enough!
Thy winds, thy wide gray skies!
Thy mists that roll and rise!
0
World, world, I cannot get thee close
enough!
"Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this ;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart. Lord, I do
fear
Thou'st made the world too beautiful
this year."
Then I thought of the words of the
psalmist, "The fool hath said in his
heart, There is no God."
Walking aimlessly along, I saw two
young red squirrels frisking from tree
to tree. They would stop a moment to jump mischievously into the
air, and then scamper up into the
lower limbs of cottonwood
or elm, there to sit, jerkily waving their bushy
tails and blinking inquisitive black eyes at the visitor who had invaded
their playground. How
like little children they
seemed, as they played
what I imagined might be
hide-and-go-seek with
each other; and yet how
like industrious adults
they became as they breakfasted on some nuts which
they had wisely hidden
early in the fall.
Then my eyes caught
sight of a turtledove
dressed in soft gray feathers as it dipped down from
its perch on an evergreen
to pick at twigs on the ground. He
was evidently searching for something which he might add to the little
nest which he and his mate were building. For some time he stood pecking
industriously, almost disgustedly, I
thought, at a weed stem almost a foot
long. And then his shining red eyes
caught sight of me. A frightened
look flitted across them, and he quickly
flew several feet away, alighted, and
began to walk meekly about, looking
at me still, evidently watching for my
slightest move.
A few feet beyond, I saw a brownand-tan-speckled sparrow not much
bigger than a small handful, busy with
something on the ground before him.
As I quietly drew closer, I saw four
or five small sprigs of grass in his
little beak. He gave me one quick,
furtive look ; then, like a flash, he flew
across the street straight to the eaves
of an old-fashioned white apartment
house and disappeared from sight. Instantly I knew a secret—under those
eaves was a tiny nest in the making, in which soon would lie several
diminutive eggs kept snug and warm
by the downy breast of a devoted
mother sparrow. For several minutes
I waited for the little fellow to return
for more material with which to
build his secreted nest, but he flew out
and alighted near the house instead of
coining my way. Evidently, after he
noticed that I had moved on down the
walk, he returned to the place where I
had first noticed him, because when I
started back, I saw him dart hastily
from that very same spot and lack to
the eaves of the big house across the
street.
As I c
about t
friends,
came to
thought for
lilies of the fiel
ow ; they
toil not, neither do they spin: and yet
I say unto you, That even Solomon in
all his glory was not arrayed like one
of these." And, "Behold the fowls of
the air : for they sow not, neither do
they reap, nor gather into barns; yet
your heavenly Father feedeth them.
Are ye not much better than they?"
I looked up into the heavens and
said, "Oh God, why do we mortals
toss restlessly upon our pillows, losing
essential rest, while we worry and fret
needlessly over how our future wants
or the needs of our loved ones will be
supplied? If we are sure that we are
doing our part to obtain these necessities, why do we not claim the peace to
which we are entitled ? Surely, Thou
who dost watch over the sparrow will
care for those whom Thou hast created in Thine own image and for
whom Thine only-begotten Son gave
His precious life."
I received from that Sabbath morning's walk a satisfaction that can be
found only when one is alone with
God, surrounded by the wonders of
His creation. And as I sit here reliving those moments, thoughts of
other mornings rise out of the past.
thrilling me with the poignancy of
their charm.
I remember a lovely morning several years ago, when I looked out of
the window of my upstairs bedroom
upon a scene of serenity which almost
defies description. The sun had not
yet climbed over the horizon, and
everything was so still that it seemed
to me that the breeze dared not flutter
the dainty leaves on the trees for fear
of disturbing the early-morning calm.
The palm trees which bordered the
eastern side of the spacious lawn
6. MARSCHALL. ARTIST
"0 Lord, in the Morning I Will
Direct My Prayer Unto Thee"
OCTOBER 14, 1941
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stood in submissive reverence, their
long, spired limbs drooping gracefully
toward the ground ; and crepe myrtle
shrubs held out their great bunches
of fragrant pink frilly blossoms as an
alluring temptation to the droning
honeybees, which had already begun
their day's work. Out on the telephone lines, which seemed to be in the
very treetops, sat two pairs of turtledoves, billing and cooing to their
heart's content; while from some place
near by came the doleful cry of a
mourning dove as it called to its
wandering mate.
Before this picture of calm and
loveliness I fell to my knees; and as
my eyes sought the clear blue of the
skies, I whispered, "0 God, Thou
who hast made this beautiful world,
who bast given Thine only Son that
I might have this foretaste of Paradise, and who hast guided my life
during the years of childhood and obstinate adolescence, accept my crude,
humble prayer of thankfulness."
After spending a few moments in silent meditation, while my being
thrilled in response to the harmonious
glory before me, I rose feeling that
I had indeed been with my heavenly
Father.
From out of memory comes the recollection of another morning. When
I awakened, I saw the outside world
tinted with a delicate lavender glow
from the eastern sky. Eagerly I
dressed and went out into the unusual splendor of that dawning day.
Every leaf and every limb, swaying
contentedly in the balmy breezes, was
tinted with lavender ; and even the
colors of the phlox, nasturtiums, chrysanthemums, and cupa de ora (a
flower from Mexico, the name of
which means cup of gold) reflected
that same hue.
While I stood enchanted, an irresistible wave of thankfulness swept
over me ; and I cried out, "0 my
Father, make my character as beautiful as this morning; give to my life
the power to change the lives of others
as this morning's light has changed
the appearance of all nature." Somehow I felt that God and I stood alone
that morning, and my wayward heart
was drawn closer to His great heart of
love.
Still the memory of the clear, inspiring glory of another morning rises
before me. I was watering the flowers in the back yard, when my eyes
wandered to a large, spreading tree.
Its long, slender branches covered
with gray-green foliage waved quietly
back and forth as the cool wind
hummed a soothing tune. That tree,
which stood guard over the little
stucco home, had at some time in its
life been thrown ruthlessly to the
ground by a cruel, twisting, biting
tempest, and about six feet of its massive trunk lay prostrate. But from
that fallen trunk grew the spreading,
sturdy, friendly tree, proudly holding
its head high.
And I pondered over the thought
that there are few people who have
not met terrific storms in their lifetime. Some, like that old tree, have
fallen in what seemed then to be
utter defeat. But, courageously summoning all their will power and deter-
mination, they began to build on what
was left of life, finally reaching the
acme of noble, joyous service.
And another morning I awoke to
find the world cool and fresh and dripping. A spring rain had fallen during
the night. Each blade of grass and
every tree and shrub and bush was a
brighter color than heretofore. Even
the skies appeared to have been
washed clean of all the dust of the
previous day. The sun was not yet
up, and a hush hung over the world.
As I sat in the window looking out
upon a rock garden in which stood
yellow daffodils with their faces upturned toward a queenly willow tree
in her new soft green dress, my heart
was thrilled with happiness ; and I
repeated to myself these beautiful
words written by William L. Stidger :
"I saw God wash the world last night
With His sweet showers from on
high
And then when morning came, I saw
Him hang it out to dry.
"He washed each tender blade of
grass
And every trembling tree.
He flung His showers against the
hill,
And washed the billowing sea.
"The white rose is a cleaner white,
The red rose is more red,
Since God washed every fragrant
face
And put them all to bed.
"There's not a bird, there's not a bee,
That wings along the way
But is a cleaner bird or bee
Than it was yesterday.
(Turn to page ro)
Without. a love
for books
The ri.c...hesk.rcat\
is poor!
O
F good cultural and inspirational books there is also
a great variety. Suppose we begin with Ruskin.
With a little effort anyone can soon learn to like his
works, which are among the greatest and the best of
modern prose writings. "Ethics of the Dust" is perhaps
the simplest of all his writings. Next in general interest
is "Sesame and Lilies." His "Crown of Wild Olives"
furnishes profitable reading. Perhaps his most brilliant
work is "Modern Painters;" and do not fail to read his
"Seven Lamps of Architecture." You will find some of
Ruskin's prose writings so charged with poetry and
beauty that the reading of a few pages of them is like
taking a bath in an ocean of loveliness.
"Culture and Anarchy," by Matthew Arnold, though it
requires close study, is one of the very best books for
readers who wish to cultivate the aesthetic and refined.
When you have mastered these you will be ready to
read Carlyle's "Inaugural Address." In fact, if you learn
all about reading that Ruskin means to teach in his
"Sesame and Lilies," I think you will be able to read,
in part at least, Carlyle's "Heroes and Hero Worship,"
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and his queer philosophy of clothes, "Sartor Resartus."
A few excursions into the delights of literature will serve
to develop your taste and whet your appetite for that
which is best. That which focuses one's attention on
the trivial, the sordid, the unclean, which weakens one's
faith in God or humanity, which is untrue to the great
laws of life, must be left out. Before beginning any book
in any department of literature one should be reasonably
sure that the reading of it will make him more kind, more
sympathetic, more fair-minded. If it is not a book that
will help him to understand better his relation to his God
and his fellow men, it were better that he leave it
unread.
The lover of philosophy will read many of Emerson's
essays with great delight. His best writings belong to
the earlier half of his literary activity, and are found in
his written essays and addresses. Oliver Wendell
Holmes is another well-known modern American essayist. I like best his "Autocrat of the Breakfast Table,"
which, aside from its conversational essays, contains
some of his best poems.
CHARTING
1/ 4ut
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By EDNA F. PATTERSON, M.D.
HEN Magellan first sailed
around the world in the year
1521, he had no special instruments with which to chart his course
across the trackless, rolling ocean. He
had to depend upon the sun, moon, and
stars, which were at times very uncertain. Today the navigator has in
addition to his compass a nautical
almanac, a sextant, and a chronometer, by which he can accurately determine his course, instantly determine
his position, at sea.
When we embark on the ocean of
life, we start out, not as experienced
mariners or graduates from a naval
academy, but as helpless little babes
with no log of instructions attached
for individual care. The babe is completely dependent upon others during
his first years, and must be constantly
in the care of a pilot who will guide
this new life out of the harbor of
infancy. If the mother has had the
proper medical supervision, the child
is free from inherited diseases and is
perfectly sound, mentally and physically, and starts upon its journey
without handicap.
Immediately, however, there begins
a battle with unseen enemies. Disease
germs are ever lurking in the background to attack this little life which
as yet has had no chance to build up
an immunity or resistance to infectious diseases. Many another life is
sacrificed to poor diet and accidents,
so that more than 100,000 babies die
during the first year from preventable
causes. How essential it is, then, that
the doctor-pilot should be regularly
•consulted. During this time he can
immunize the child against diphtheria
and smallpox, and can also prevent
many serious handicaps of later
life.
As the child continues to grow, he is
constantly trying out his new-found
powers to see just how much he can
do. He has muscular strength and
tireless energy, but he has not learned
how to correlate or control those six
hundred muscles which constantly
urge him into action. Some accidents
are sure to follow. He climbs to the
topmost limb on the tree, never realizing that he might miss his step or that
his chubby fist might lose its grip. He
rambles over the rocks and explores
old barnyards, entirely unconscious of
the deadly lockjaw germ which is hiding in the rusty nail or the old tin can.
When the first line of defense—the
skin—has been broken, general infection comes easy. How he loves the
old swimming hole; the darkest and
provided which are entirely adequate
to bring the voya er fel through,
ny a
if they are
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young man
young critoma
the
glow of h th has been robbed \ f
this price! i trealikk im.s
infe
tious disea )1vhich has leaf sc
that last a
time. Often a ( illiant future has
bartec away
for that first cigarette, the social
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OCTOBER 14, 1941
R. M. ELDRIDGE. ARTIST
"Jesus, Saviour, Pilot Me Over Life's Tempestuous Sea"
deepest spot is always the most allur- glass, or an unguarded evening of
ing to him.
• pleasure. The habits formed during
Childhood reckons not with the this time are the timbers which go to
possibility of failure; its one object make up the character for all time.
is to gain a desired goal. So, in the
We are living in a day when it
most active time of life, the playtime, seems that youth must give expression
the parent-pilot must always stand on to its desires. Self-discipline and
guard. The parents can guide the self-control are no longer popularized.
little craft safely past most of the Self-destruction is following in the
hazards which it meets day by day, wake of "I like it." Every year 30,000
but in addition to this, a special ex- young people between the ages of
amination is necessary at times to twenty-five and thirty—the very
make sure that there are no enemy flower of the United States—die from
submarines lurking near. These may preventable diseases. This means a
appear as some mental maladjustment financial loss to the nation of $75,000,or some glandular disfunction, such 000 annually. One social disease alone
as an overactive thyroid gland, for claims a million new cases each year.
instance, which will cause him to The care of those who suffer total
have a bad disposition.
blindness, resulting from this one inIf one has passed the channel of
fection, costs us $1o,000,000 a year in
childhood safely, he cannot relax and cold cash, to say nothing of the heartsay that he is out of danger, for imme- aches and suffering. Yet the cause
diately he is thrown into the whirlpool of this disease has been known for
of adolescence. This is a time of many years, and its transmission could
marked physical and mental changes. easily be prevented by proper regard
There come surging through the body for the body temple.
emotions which are new and strange.
A beautiful young woman of sixToday the world is waiting to be con- teen years came into my office for an
quered, and possession of the ability examination. She was advised reto conquer it is beyond a question. garding her habits of life and the
Tomorrow all these rosy dreams lie in results which were apt to follow. She
ashes at the explorer's feet. How tossed her head, and there was a
strange life seems ! No one under- twinkle in her bright-blue eyes, which
stands. The problems of the future seemed to say, "Well that's what you
seem so huge and forbidding. How say. I'm not old-fashioned. I must
gladly would this youth glide safely live my own life." This was the
back into the harbor of childhood, but, sowing time. A few months later she
no, life does not allow us to backtrack. returned. This time her head was
Many a craft has been shipwrecked bowed, her eyes were brimming with
in the eddying currents of adolescence. tears. Yes, she was reaping what she
But a chart and a compass have been had sown. No longer was she a sweet,
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innocent girl. She had gained an experience, but what a price she had paid ! Her
whole life was saddened, and the prospects of a normal, lovely young womanhood had been blighted. Sadly she confessed, "The price is too great."
How vitally important it is, then, during this sweetest time of life to "keep
the heart with all keeping." Guard well
the five special senses of sight, touch,
taste, hearing, and smell, for these are
the avenues of the soul.
One is wise who will ask counsel of a
parent, a teacher, a doctor, or a minister.
They have traveled the path before you.
and will be a shield from many a storm
of temptation.
After the hazards of adolescence are
well passed, and one comes into the earning years of life, he must still be on
guard against the torpedoes and blitzkriegs which seem to pounce upon us
out of nowhere. One is suddenly attacked by tuberculosis, or the nervous
system goes to pieces without warning.
The eyes that have given good service
refuse to function and perform their
usual duties. Termites have been quietly
undermining the body's resistance, and
these are the final results. That cold
was neglected, that attack of influenza
went untreated, the candle has been burning at both ends. It does not pay to
crowd a little more into the program of
the day than nature can stand.
Some of the barnacles which may attack your ship on life's ocean are malnutrition, anemia, overweight, and cultivating a taste for injurious articles of diet.
One may ask, "With all these hazards to
meet, what chance does a person have of
escaping?" We can definitely assure you
that with a little consideration on your
part, nature will be highly responsive in
bringing your baby craft safely through
the peiris of life's ocean.
This is a new day in medical science.
With the newer methods of detecting and
curing disease, many a young person has
been saved from a serious illness. Some
of the instruments used by the doctorpilot for taking bearings are the stethoscope, the blood-pressure machine, the
X ray, and the microscope. How quickly
these instruments may be utilized in
clearing up some hidden pain ! That
little early-morning cough says, "X ray
the chest at once!' The cause of that
pain in the lower right side can be
quickly determined by a white blood
count. That constant headache may
mean high blood pressure. A few simple
rules worth remembering are:
1. In treating open wounds, use some
antiseptic and sterile dressings.
2. Do not try to open that boil on the
face because it is "just a little one." Infection travels fast.
3. If you feel a cold coming on, go to
bed and assist nature in her task of
curing it. Too many have tried in vain
to "fight it off."
4. Watch your weight. Too rapid gain
could mean trouble. Loss of weight is a
danger signal that something is wrong.
5. Shortness of breath upon exertion
means that the heart or the lungs are in
trouble. Anemia also may cause shortness of breath.
6. Do not take a laxative for that pain
in your stomach until you have seen your
doctor.
7. Once a year—preferably on your
birthday—go to the doctor's office for a
full physical checkup. You can see only
the outside of your body, and you may
feel all right, but it will be gratifying and
reassuring to have that, "Just fine," said
to you by a competent physician.
8. Above all, keep a buoyant and calm
attitude in this changing world. A confidence in the Eternal will help to tide
you over many a crisis.
"Jesus, Saviour, pilot me over life's
tempestuous sea."
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"Lord, in the Morning"
(Continued from page 8)
"I saw God wash the world last night.
Oh, would He had washed me
As clean of all my dust and dirt
As that old white birch tree !"
Oh, into my mind rush the memories
of so many beautiful and awe-inspiring
mornings that I can scarcely choose from
them; but as a last one I shall tell of one
which I saw during this past winter. All
my life, theretofore, had been spent in the
South ; and the soft, white snows of the
northern winter were an entirely new
and enjoyable experience to me. On
that particular morning as I stepped outside, a sight which sent a delightful thrill
through my entire body, met my somewhat sleepy eyes. The sun had not yet
appeared. There stood a world of silent,
sparkling white, enshrouded in a haze of
misty, lazy fog, reluctant to bestir itself
from its resting place. The trees, which
ordinarily seemed to shrink when the
cold winds blew, because of their gaunt,
brown nakedness appeared to have
straightened to their full height, and to
be holding their heads up proudly and
stretching their arms out gracefully, as
if to call attention to the beauty of their
pearl-covered robes.
Inez Littlefield Thaxton must have
seen and appreciated just such a scene
when she wrote:
"God, cover my heart with a blanket
of white,
Just as you did your world last night.
Yesterday the earth was a dirty place.
First, you sent rain to wash its face,
Then soft snowflakes came drifting
down,
Until a white blanket soon covered
the ground.
Today the world is a fairyland
Painted white by a master's hand.
"Dear God, on tiny heart please do as
much.
READ WITH PROF IT
"God has made men His stewards.
The property which He has placed in
their hands is the means that He has
provided for the spread of the gospel."
Read "Patriarchs and Prophets," chapters 49, 50, and 51, and then answer
the following questions:
1. By what two things has God maintained the principles of righteousness in all His dealings with His
creatures?
2. What would the unconditional pardon of sin show?
3. What two sins are no less offensive
to God than open apostasy?
4. What was necessary in the experience of Israel before a permanent
reformation was possible?
5. What two great truths was the system of tithes and offerings to impress
upon the minds of men?
6. What would be the twofold result
if the people of God were liberally
sustaining His cause by voluntary
gifts, instead of resorting to un-Christian and unhallowed methods?
7. On what condition was God's great
blessing promised?
8. What do many urge with great enthusiasm? Why has God purposed
a diversity of conditions?
Take out all hurt by Thy healing
touch;
Purify, cleanse me, make white
within.
I want to be free of all hate and sin.
0, cover my heart with a blanket of
white,
Just as you did your world last
night."
My friend, are you missing the most
heartening encouragement that God holds
out to humanity, by slumbering away
those gem-studded hours when a new
day is dawning, when all nature is at its
loveliest, and when the Creator of the
universe is most ready to commune with
mankind? Until you have felt for yourself that surging wave of thankfulness
and adoration which results .from meeting your Maker alone amid nature's
loveliness, you cannot know the joy of
real communion with God.
"My voice shalt Thou hear in the
morning," sings the psalmist. "0 Lord,
in the morning will I direct my prayer
unto Thee, and will look up."
Courtesy and You
know how ye ought to answer every
man." And Peter admonished the believers thus : "Finally, be ye all of one
mind, having compassion one of another,
love as brethren, be pitiful, be courteous."
Seldom can a group of imperfect mortals see eye to eye in alt matters. The
habits and opinions of each are molded
by influences of which the others can
know little. How much strife over insignificant matters could be avoided
among us who should be "all of one
mind" in effort and purpose, if we would
accept as our aim Peter's exhortation to
"be courteous."
A busy physician once said, "One half
the practice of medicine consists of
being nice to people." There is that in
the human voice, and in the words it
speaks, which can lull a storm-tossed
mind to rest, or unwittingly torture it
beyond endurance. In the ceaseless hurry
and commotion of life, the rough and
jagged edges of our natures, like sharp
stones, are continually, though unintentionally, bruising those with whom we
come in contact. An ounce of courtesy
is worth a pound of apology, but how
seldom we remember even to apologize !
The truly courteous person necessarily
possesses qualities of good sportsmanship.
He must have an unselfish spirit, a sympathetic and an understanding heart. If
these characteristics are not a part of his
daily life, then all outward politeness is a
mere cloak, which under trial will certainly slip off, to reveal his true self.
It takes a patient spirit to maintain
never-failing courtesy. We all have frequent opportunities to learn the lesson of
a soft answer. There is no room in the
heart of the Christian for a spirit of
retaliation. Whatever experience may
come to us, we must be able to "take it"
with a smile.
Then there is the courtesy which we
owe to strangers. A young woman who
was spending several months in a strange
city was asked to take a friend's little
boy into the cradle-roll department of
the nearest church. Upon their arrival
they found a small group of mothers
present with their children, all of whom
were busily engaged about the sand table.
The young woman tried to seat her small
charge on a bench with several other
children, but found that he must stand,
for there was no room for him to sit
with the rest. Not a mother present
went to the rescue, and not one spoke to
the newcomers, though several stared
curiously at them. After ten minutes in
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U. M. LAMBERT
,eittlecTaxo Spoil the Vine3
By JEAN CLIFTON
OTHER," said my eight-yearold daughter, "who is this nicelooking boy?"
I glanced over at the couch
where Mary Nell was sitting and peering
into an old picture album. She had been
delighted with the old pictures of her
daddy and me and of relatives and old
friends of the family, but she had always
ignored pictures of people whom she did
not know. My curiosity was aroused by
her question; so I asked her to bring the
book over, that I might answer her.
"He seems so happy and smily, mother.
He must have been nice," Mary continued as she came over to my side.
I looked at the picture and saw a lad
with curly dark hair and a sunny face.
My thoughts went back to grammarschool days, and to a mischievous, goodnatured lad who was in the same grade
as I.
He had teased us all, but had never
treated anyone unkindly in those days.
He was unusually thoughtful of younger
children, and had a way of engaging
the good will of his elders by being
polite to them. He was unquestionably
our leader, and we had childish confidence in him.
"Well, mother, who is he?" came an
impatient question, which brought my
mind back from bygone days.
"Oh," I said hastily, "that is Dick
Brown, alias Tom Jones, alias Bud Williams, and probably several other false
names."
"What was his real name, mother?"
"When that picture was taken, his
name was really Dick Brown," I replied.
"Was he nice, mother? Oh, of course,
he was. I can tell, because his
eyes are kind and he is smiling.
But why isn't he one of our
friends now?"
"He was nice, dear, but sometimes little foxes spoil the vines,
and then nice, kind eyes become
morose and desperate, and a
sunny expression becomes hard
and cruel."
Mary Nell was only becoming
more curious, as I could tell by
her next words, which came all
in one breath.
"What kind of little foxes?
And tell me all about him. Anyway, I think he's a nice boy,
'cause he looks out at me all
smiling."
"Well," I hesitated, "mother
is really busy now, and—"
Little Sins Are Like Little Foxes—
They Spoil Our Lives
OCTOBER 14, 1941
"Please mother," Mary Nell interrupted. "I will help you with the dishes
later, but now tell me about the little
foxes, and why he had so many ail— al—
oh, you know, all those names."
And so we both sat down, and I told
her the story of Dick Brown.
"When mother was in the fifth grade,
Dick Brown moved to our town. He
was older than the rest of us, but he was
not doing very satisfactory schoolwork.
Nevertheless, we liked his sunny disposition, and he quickly gained leadership
among the children, and even the grown
people enjoyed his company. He was
always thoughtful of those about him,
and I think this helped all of us to overlook any faults he may have had.
"The first time that I remember being
disappointed in him was when we were
in the eighth grade.
"One day grandma and I were climbing no the hill to our house, and since
it was very warm, we decided to stop
and ask Mrs. Brown for a drink before
starting up the steep stretch. When we
knocked at the screen door, it was opened
to admit us, but there seemed to be a
great deal of confusion inside.
"'Mom, Dick took the money out of
my bank. Please make him give it back,
'cause I was savin' it for a new tire for
my bike.'
"I recognized that as the voice of
David, one of Dick's younger brothers.
"'Well, Davy, you will have to learn
to put your money away. You know
that dad always hides the tithes-andofferings box. Anyway, Dick will pay it
back.' Mother Brown's voice sounded
both exasperated and embarrassed.
"I glanced at grandma, and, as I
feared, she was going to take a hand.
"'Martha, how long has this been
going on?' Grandma's voice was reproving as she spoke. 'Do you realize
what will be the result to that boy in the
future if you don't nip this in the bud?
Now mark my word, that young man
will come to a bad end, I tell you. I've
never seen it fail yet. If you give a lad
a free rein, he will get away and cause
his folks a heap of worry. Now, if I
were—'
" 'Oh, he will be all right, and I'm
sure he will return the money,' interrupted the loyal mother; but I noticed
that she had a worried look on her tired
face.
"It was not very long after this episode
that I learned from other children that
Dick always bought candy or milk shakes
with his Sabbath offerings.
"About this time his leadership began
to weaken. Although he was as jolly as
ever, we began to lose confidence in him.
The boys did not trust him as they once
had, and the girls were becoming disgusted with him.
"Finally grammar-school days were
over, and we all entered high school. We
still enjoyed Dick's ready humor and his
willingness to aid others in any way he
could. He was not doing very well in
school, however, and there was a strange
bit of news being spread about which we
found almost impossible to believe. It
was claimed that Dick was taking empty
milk bottles from doorsteps and selling
them for cash. We now had to admit
to ourselves and to one another that he
was gradually becoming more and more
dishonest.
"Dick finally dropped school and obtained work away from town. This was
a relief to us, since we believed that
when he earned money of his own, he
would no longer need to obtain it by dishonest methods. He came home occasionally, and seemed quite prosperous.
He called at our home and on
other old friends, and told how
busy he was and how proud to
be working and making his own
way. We were all satisfied that
he was at last on the right track.
"We were sadly mistaken, however, and the fact was soon
clear to us. The little foxes
were growing up and becoming
larger and more expert now. Apparently, he had made many
promises to the woman with
whom he boarded that he would
pay his bill for meals 'the very
next pay day.' Because of his
charming personality, she accepted his clever excuses time
after time, and in a few months
he had run up a big bill. Finally,
she became desperate, and at
last obtained a court order which
forced his parents to pay his bill.
"Well, from then on Dick became involved in more serious
troubles. He found it easier to
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secure money dighonestly than to work
and obtain it. He seemed unusually
clever about avoiding actual difficulty
with the authorities, and this encouraged
him in his dishonest ways as he steadily
became less trustworthy.
"In a few years we had almost forgotten him. Since his family had moved
from the community, he seldom came to
our town. Then he was brought to our
attention rather unexpectedly. Several
checks had been picked up in the county
made out for large sums of money, on
which Dick had forged the signature.
He did not escape from the proper authorities this time. We later read in the
newspaper that he had been convicted
and sentenced to a term in the State
prison.
"Since that time he has been in prison
in several States and for far more serious
crimes. The last time I saw him, he did
not look like this picture at which you
have been looking. He was nervous and
had acquired the drink habit, he smoked
incessantly, and acted rude. His eyes
language was
were brooding, and
profane. I could no longer believe that
this was the boy to whom we had all
looked as leader. The little foxes had
spoiled the Nine. One who had possessed
a rare talent for gaining friends, and
who might have been a mighty influence
in some good work, had let little dishonesties creep into his life. Now he no
longer has desirable friends, and is a burden to society."
Mary Nell had a thoughtful expression
on her small face. Suddenly she looked
up and spoke.
"Mother, yoti remember how I cried
a long time ago when we went to the
grocery and you made me apologize to
the grocer for taking some penny candy?
I felt so angry when you made me take
the candy out back of the store and
throw it away! And then when we got
home, you sent me back with my pennies
from my bank, and I had to pay him !
I was so ashamed, I hated to go in that
store for a long while. But I'm glad
now that you punished me. My, I would
not like to grow up and be a thief !"
"That, my dear," assured her, "is just
why mother .punished you. I really believe that if Mrs. Brown had punished
Dick the first time he took the money
from his brother's bank, his story might
be an entirely different one. The little
foxes would have been driven out, and
Dick would have grown up to be an
honest, respectable, and respected man.
After all, honesty is always the best
policy !"
Couriers of the Air
ARRIER pigeons do not always fly
an air-line course to their intended
destinations. A press item has just
carried the story of one bird that suddenly made up its mind to visit the
Hawaiian Islands.
On June 10, a carrier pigeon from
Portland, Oregon, alighted on the deck
of the Matson liner, "Lurline." The
vessel at the time was 800 miles out of
San Francisco bound for Honolulu. Despite its long over-water journey, the bird
was in the best of health and apparently
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not at all fatigued by its experience. It
completed the trip to Hawaii in real
comfort.
No one knows when carrier pigeons
gained their first measure of fame as
couriers. History can go back twentyfive hundred years at least in recounting
the exploits of these fleet-winged messengers of the skies. Beyond that is nothing but fanciful tradition.
Carrier pigeons have written their
share of history in those twenty-five centuries. They operated the first regularly
scheduled "air-mail" service in New
Zealand two decades before airplanes
fostered a similar service. Special airmail stamps were printed for use on the
messages carried by those feathered
pilots of the late nineteenth century.
They carried hundreds of messages out
of beleaguered Paris during the FrancoPrussian war of seventy years ago. The
pigeons of Paris operated an air-mail
service, too, but not on the same methodical time schedules as did their New
Zealand cousins some years later.
Enrico Dandolo, one of the most celebrated Venetian doges, used carrier
pigeons to send back tidings of his victories in the Crusades in the years between 1201 and 1203. At one time the
arrival of these feathered carriers became the occasion for general rejoicing
and festival making by the citizens of
Venice. Ever since then the pigeon has
been held in high respect by the people of
this Adriatic port.
Cyrus the Great employed carrier
pigeons to transmit news and military
messages throughout the Persian kingdom in the sixth century before the
Christian Era began. History affirms
the fact that Cyrus was the first to train
pigeons for use as couriers. But then,
history itself does not really know when
the carrier pigeons first flew the sky
lanes of the world.—Jasper B. Sinclair,
in Our Dumb Animals.
Harvest Ingatherers
a church publication. None of the visitors were greatly impressed.
Late that summer Mrs. Howard saw in
the paper a notice which said that evangelistic meetings were being held in the
Seventh-day Adventist church at Winchendon, and visiting speakers and special music were mentioned as special attractions. The public was cordially invited. She called Mrs. Powell and asked
her if she would go with her to the
church. Mrs. Powell readily agreed, and
accordingly that very evening Mrs. Howard cautiously broached the subject to
her husband.
"John, let's not go to the movies tonight. There are some meetings being
held in that small Seventh-day Adventist
church that we once visited, and I should
like to attend."
"I don't care to go, Mary, but Fred and
I will drive you and Ethel over, if you
wish, and then go to the show while you
are at church. We can pick you up
afterward."
"No, either you go with us, or we
won't go at all."
The Powells came to call that evening,
and after much debating, the women persuaded the men to attend at least one
service.
As he drove over a rough road, Mr.
Howard wished that he had never agreed
to go ; however, they arrived at the
church in due time and found a large
group gathered. The people were
friendly, and made the visitors feel welcome. A number of familiar hymns were
sung, the words to each being presented
on beautifully colored slides.
Then the young minister hung up a
large chart which showed a picture of the
image of Daniel 2, and began his sermon
on prophecy and its fulfillment. The visitors had never heard anything like it,
and they were deeply interested.
On the way home Mrs. Howard remarked, "I don't see how that speaker
ever learned so much about the Bible.
And it is simply remarkable the way he
makes everything so clear by proving his
statements with verse after verse from
God's inspired Book."
"The series of lectures is just beginning. We must go again next week,"
added Mr. Howard.
The Powells did not continue attendance, but every week thereafter, Mr. and
Mrs. Howard and their two sons faithfully attended the meetings. They drank
deeply of the great truths presented by
the young preacher, and at the close of
the effort they were baptized.
Four stars will shine from the heavenly
crowns of two young Harvest Ingatherers when they reach the city of God,
and how joyfully they will greet those
whom they were instrumental in winning
to the Master's service!
for the first time in fifteen years. In a
few weeks a young couple, Mr. and Mrs.
Powell, came to occupy it, and became
close friends of the Howards. Every
Thursday night the four went to a near-by city to the theater together. On
one such ride to the city the conversation
turned to religion. Mrs. Howard had
never heard Mrs. Powell express her
religious convictions, and she was interested to know about them.
In the course of the conversation she
asked, "Don't you think people ought to
keep Saturday instead of Sunday ?"
"Why, you must be a Seventh-day Adventist." was the quick response from
Mrs. Powell.
Courtesy and You
"Is there such a religious group near
here? Do you know whether they print
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a small magazine called the Signs of, the
Times? Do they send solicitors around
such a subzero atmosphere, the stranger
with cans for mission offerings, and do
removed the child from the bench on
they hold tent meetings?"
which he had remained standing, and
"Yes, to all your questions, Mrs. How- they departed, still without a word from
ard," was the answer. "A small church any of the preoccupied parents or the
is located in Winchendon. Frank and I
leaders of the department.
attended it for some time, and even took
Some weeks later they attended anbaptismal-class studies, but we were so other and larger church. Remembering
busy that we dropped out church from her previous experience, the young
our program, and we have not attended woman was almost overcome by the
for several years."
friendliness of all whom she met.
"I want very much to visit that church,"
"Why!" she exclaimed later. "even the
exclaimed Mrs. Howard. "If John does ushers shook hands as I went out, and
not have to work next Saturday, will you
one man made a special effort to borrow
go with us?"
a lesson quarterly for me!"
"Why, yes, we'll try to go."
Many a person with little actual interThus it happened that the company of
est in religion has been drawn under its
four went to church the following Sab- transforming influence by the tactful
bath. Mrs. Howard was rather disap- efforts of some friendly Christian. A
pointed, because the minister was absent
talented young Danish girl came to
and the deacons took turns reading from America to engage in work for which
said that it couldn't be done;
But he with a chuckle replied
That maybe it couldn't, but he was not
one
To say so until he had tried.
So he buckled right in with a bit of a
grin.
If he doubted a moment, he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the
thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it."
"SOMEBODY
she was particularly fitted. Although
she had been reared in a Christian home,
the gay temptations of life in a large city
gradually overcame her. At times she
tried to study, to pray, but religion was
no longer a pleasant subject, and after
each effort she yielded to a greater distaste for it.
After several years she was transferred
to another city. There, near her studio,
was a little brick church, and one lovely
Sabbath evening she attended a prayer
service. The brief sermon failed to interest her, and she afterward confessed
that she thought some of the personal
testimonies "were crazy," but the courtesy and the friendly spirit which surrounded her from the moment she entered the chapel, broke down all barriers.
She continued to attend services there,
at first because she was lonely, but soon
because the message of salvation brought
back hope to her heart, and she rejoiced
once more in a sincere and lasting Christian experience.
The most efficient of modern business
houses require that their employees have
a pleasant personality and a friendly
manner. During the Christmas-shopping
rush the clerks of a small store were
heard to say, as they handed each customer his parcel, "Thank you. I hope you
have a pleasant Christmas." Sometimes
the words sounded a trifle stiff and
stilted; nevertheless, they added the
friendly touch to a simple business transaction, and the customer carried with
him a bit of holiday warmth as he
stepped again into the cold winter air.
Surely the Christian, inspired to reflect the beautiful life of his Master in
a cold and drab world, should be equally
gracious to those with whom he comes
in contact. The great gospel commission
can never be successfully carried out by
individuals who have not learned the
lesson of a love that is ever courteous
and thoughtful of the comfort and the
happiness of others.
"Therefore," said the Greatest of
teachers more than nineteen hundred
years ago, "all things whatsoever ye
would that men should do to you, do ye
even so to them : for this is the law and
the prophets."
"The Land of Beginning
Again"
as you left it—untidy. The note on the
table reads:
"This is a game two can play better
than one."
(Signed) "Ann."
What a snobbish note! You never
thought Ann would be like that. She
knew you had so much to do, and had
overslept. To be sure this was not the
first time you had failed to do your
share of the "housework," but it is a pity
she could not have helped out just this
once, as it was inspection day.
Good Sportsmanship.—You start for
the tennis courts, wondering why no one
has asked you lately to join in a "doubles"
game, and meet a group returning to the
dormitory, tired but happy, and congratulating one another. Those who have won
are praising the losers' fine play in the
early part of the game, and the losers
OCTOBER 14, 1941
laughingly promise to give the winners a
"good trouncing" the next time. They
hardly notice you, and you are a bit
fearful to yourself that you do not take
defeat gracefully, but, anyway—
Self-pity.—Gradually the joy vanishes
from your everyday living. Everybody
but you is out of step ! Someone is
always "nipping" at your heels. You
have no freedom; in fact, you now remember saying lately, when you were
cautioned about a growing friendship,
that "all that this college lacks to make
it a prison is the ball and chain;" and
your moody thoughts roll your grievances into as ponderous a weight as one
of last winter's snow men. "All these
things are against me," comes the cry of
your heart, when suddenly, because fundamentally you, every youth, are honest,
you recognize the symptoms of a growing
"self-pity." It is an astounding revelation! "Where do we go from here ?"
you ask yourself. Just where you are
you take yourself in hand and fight the
greatest battle of your life—the battle
with yourself.
Reflection.—Why did you not pay attention to Mr. President's chapel talk
the other day on this cry of your heart,
"All these things are against me!" You
remember now that you felt no need then
of counsel, and on the sly had "crammed"
a bit for a quiz. What had he said? You
remember you almost smiled at his earnestness, but now you must know for
yourself. Alone, you set your mind to
gather up the crumbs of thought which
you only half heard. You feel a special
kinship to that grand old man, Jacob,
who had had so much to battle with
within his own make-up. You see him
standing dejectedly at his tent door, and
can almost hear him speaking to his sons
as they ask his consent to take his beloved youngest, Benjamin, with them on
their second journey to the land of
Egypt to buy bread for their faminestricken families. Even now, though he
is an "overcomer," "a prince with God,"
in a moment's lack of faith he is pouring
out to the All-Father beyond those quiet
stars that shine down above Canaan,
the same wail that comes repeatedly to
your own lips, "All these things are
against me !"
You read on and on, and find that hard
as "all these things" were at the time,
they led to the saving of his life in the
end. There is the lesson for you! A
mask has fallen from your eyes. Your
fits of loneliness, your demanding boss,
your exciting instructors, and even your
roommate, are trying to save you from
yourself. There is no time now for selfpity. You find the solution to your problems within the compass of your own
adaptability, of your own self-mastery.
Scraps of quotations that you have
learned crowd through your mind with
a new meaning.
"Sin originated in self-seeking."
"Just stand aside and watch yourself
go by;
Think of yourself as 'he' instead of
That our daughters may be as cornerstones,
Polished after the similitude of a
palace."
Conclusion.—Do you fail? "quit"?
"give up"? No, never! As does the
camel, you determine to take the burden
of the day kneeling; have it adjusted,
kneeling; and have it taken off, kneeling! Be daily grateful for the opportunity to live and grow ! Truly you
have found—
"The Land of Beginning Again,
Where all our mistakes and all our
heartaches,
And all our poor, selfish grief
Can be dropped, like a ragged old
coat at the door,
And never put on again."
The Second Mile
not only her territory, but the honor of
God. They were to acknowledge that
the gods of Assyria were mightier than
the Lord God of hosts.
Herein lies the difference. The nation
which is called by God's name dishonors
Him when brought under the sovereignty
of an idolatrous power. Not so with the
Christian individual. With him God is
honored in the "second mile." For then
the Christian yields, not his allegiance to
Christ, but merely his services or his
property. God's sovereignty over him is
not only preserved in nonresistance, but
evinced. Christ is glorified in the follower who is ready to suffer "the loss of
all things" that he may "win Christ."
May we not, then, conclude that when
Christ taught the "second mile" He meant
it primarily for the individual? If it
ever be applied to a nation, let that nation
first comply with the foundation principles of Christianity, and then be ready
to yield all save the honor of God.
Answers to Current
Events Quiz
1. Panama. 2. It became an empire.
It has been a republic only since 1889.
3. The Civil War. Congress levied the
tax in 1862, but it was discontinued ten
years later. 4. (c) Land of the Aryans.
5. Switzerland. 6. Mount Ararat, landing
place of Noah's ark. 7. Homer Cummings, Frank Murphy, Robert H. Jackson. 8. Women's suffrage. 9. Not Joseph
Stalin, but Mikhail I. Kalinin. 10. Free
land.
SABBATH SCHOOL
LESSONS
'I1 1,
"I have to live with myself, and so
I want to be fit for myself to know."
"Self-abnegation . . . the principle of
the Messiah's kingdom."
This honest self-appraisal finds that—
"Thou art weighed in the balances, and
art found wanting."
You find yourself to be your own worst
enemy. How humbly grateful you are
for "all these things"! Again you open
your Bible to the Psalm's, and read
David's words :
"That our sons may be as plants
Grown up in their youth ;
SENIOR YOUTH
IV—The Place of the Spirit in
Victory
(October 25)
MEMORY VERSE : Zechariah 4 :6.
LESSON HELP : "The Holy Spirit," W. H.
Branson, pp. 57-78.
THE LESSON
1. Give some of the names that are applied
to the Holy Spirit. John 14:26; Rom. 8:9;
Gal. 4:8.
NOTE.—Other appellations may be found
in Hebrews 9:x4; 10 :29; r Peter 4:14:
Revelation it x; x Thessalonians 4:8;
John i4:i7; and Zechariah 4:6.
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2. Of what does the Holy Spirit convince
the sinner? John 16:7, B.
JUNIOR
NoTE.-The margin of the word "reprove" is "convince;" therefore, one of
the chief functions of the Holy Spirit is to
convince of sin. The chief instrument used
by the Holy Spirit in "convincing of sin
is the divine law of God as contained in
the ten commandments. . . . When this divine law is brought into the conscience by
the Holy Spirit, and the sinner is thus led
to see himself in the light of its precepts,
he is immediately convinced of his sin. He
sees by the law what purity and holiness
mean."-"The Holy Spirit," W. H. Branson, pp. 57, 58.
IV-The Lame Man Healed
3. Besides convincing the sinner of sin, what
other work does the Holy Spirit do? John 3:3,
5; 6:63.
NoTE.-"It is through the operation of
the Holy Spirit that a new life is engendered in the soul and the man becomes a
'new creature.' This new life is the life of
Jesus."-Id., p. 62.
"When the Spirit of God takes possession
of the heart, it transforms the life. Sinful
thoughts are put away, evil deeds are renounced; love, humility, and peace take
the place of anger, envy, and strife. Joy
takes the place of sadness, and the countenance reflects the light of heaven. No
one sees the hand that lifts the burden, or
beholds the light descend from the courts
above. The blessing comes when by faith
the soul surrenders itself to God. Then
that power which no human eye can see,
creates a new being in the image of God."
-"The Desire of Ages," pp. 172, 173.
4. How intimate is the Spirit's union with
those who are born again? 1 Cor. 6:19, 20;
Eph. 5:18.
5. By what illustration did Jesus show God's
willingness to give the Holy Spirit to those
who ask? How does the Holy Spirit aid us
in our prayers? Luke 11:13; Rom. 8:26.
6. What help will the Holy Spirit give the
newborn person when he is in need? Isa.
59:19; Eph. 9:16-21.
NoTE.-"If we look to Jesus, and trust in
Him, we call to our aid a power that has
conquered the foe on the field of battle, and
with every temptation He will make a way
of escape. When Satan comes in like a
flood, we must meet his temptations with
the sword of the Spirit, and Jesus will be
our helper, and will lift up for us a standard
against him."-"Testimonies," Vol. V, p.
426.
The margin of "lift up a standard against
him" in Isaiah 59 :19, is "put him to flight."
7. How does the Spirit help in daily Christian growth? Rom. 8:2; 2 Thess. 2:13.
NOTE.-"The work of sanctification is a
great and continuous work. It begins at
the time of the new birth and does not
cease until life's race is finished. As long
as we are in this present evil world, just
so long will we be surrounded by the foul
miasma of sin, and so long will we need to
rely upon the Spirit for protection and
succor. Daily are we to continue the
growth in grace and the knowledge of the
truth. The newborn babe is to develop
and grow until he becomes 'a perfect man '
measured by 'the stature of the fullness
of Christ.' "-"The Holy Spirit," P. 74.
8. What is the fruit of the Spirit? Gal. 5:
22, 29.
9. What message is being proclaimed to all
the world at this time? Rev. 14:6-12.
10. Through what power will this work finally be completed? Acts 2:15-21; Joel 2:23;
Zech. 10:1.
NOTE.-"The work of warning the whole
world of the approach of the day of God
and of the opening of the judgment cannot
be accomplished by the few men and
women who accept the message and who
constitute the remnant church. There must
be divine leadership. . . . And this is what
God has promised. He will send upon the
remnant church the Spirit in the form of
the latter rain and, like the disciples of
old, they will go forth to labor 'in demonstration of the Spirit and of power.' . . .
God will not leave to unaided human beings
the task of presenting His last appeal to
lost men, but the Spirit, now fully restored
to the church, will take full control of
the work."-Id., pp. 119, 120.
11. What work are the angels in heaven
carrying on now? Rev. 7:1-4.
12. What power has an active part in this
sealing work? Eph. 4:30.
PAGE 14
(October 25)
LESSON SCRIPTURE: Acts 3.
MEMORY VERSE: "Faith in His name
hath made this man strong, whom ye see
and know." Acts 3:16.
LESSON HELP : "Acts of the Apostles,"
pp. 57-60.
PLACES : The gate Beautiful at the temple at Jerusalem ; a porch of the temple.
PERSONS: Peter, John, a lame man, the
people.
Setting of the Lesson
"A short time after the descent of the
Holy Spirit, and immediately after a season of earnest prayer, Peter and John, going up to the temple to worship, saw at
the gate Beautiful a cripple, forty years of
age, whose life, from his birth, had been
one of pain and infirmity. This unfortunate man had long desired to see Jesus,
that he might be healed ; but he was almost helpless, and was far removed from
the scene of the Great Physician's labors.
His pleadings at last induced some friends
to bear him to the gate of the temple, but
upon arriving there, he found that the One
upon whom his hopes were centered, had
been put to a cruel death.
"His disappointment excited the sympathy of those who knew for how long he
had eagerly hoped to be healed by Jesus,
and daily they brought him to the temple,
in order that passers-by might be induced
by pity to give him a trifle to relieve his
wants."-"Acts of the Apostles," pp. 57, 58.
QUESTIONS
1. To what place did Peter and John go on
a certain day, soon after Pentecost? At what
time did they go, and for what purpose?
Acts 3:1.
NOTE.-The ninth hour was three o'clock.
Peter, James, and John were three disciples who had been very close to Jesus
while He was preaching to the people on
earth. They had been with Him on the
mount when He was transfigured into a
being of light and glory. They had gone
into the room with Him when He called
to life the little daughter of Jairus. They
had been with Him when He prayed in the
Garden of Gethsemane. They had visited
the sepulcher very early on the morning
when Jesus rose from the dead. John was
called the beloved disciple. Jesus, after
He rose from the grave, had sent Peter a
special message. These disciples, with the
others, had watched Jesus ascend to heaven,
and afterward they were very faithful to
His teachings. Peter had preached a wonderful sermon on the day of Pentecost, and
about three thousand persons were converted. At one time, when each of the
twelve was seeking the highest honor and
place, they might have been regarded as
rivals. Now they walked together.
2. Who sat at the temple gate through
which they passed? Why was this man
there? What did he ask of Peter and John?
Verses 2, 3.
NoTE.-The gate Beautiful was no doubt
the one on the east of the temple, and
the main entrance. The great wall surrounding the temple had nine gates-four
in the north, four in the south, and one
in the eastern wall. This eastern gate was
of fine brass, and the most beautiful of
them all, being seventy-five feet high and
sixty feet broad.
3. How did Peter reply? What did the lame
man evidently expect? Verses 4, 5.
4. What could Peter not give the lame man?
Instead of giving alms, what did Peter tell the
lame man to do? What was the immediate
result? Verses 6, 7.
NOTE. "Such as I have give I thee."
"If a man has money, he can give money.
If he has truth, he can impart truth. If
one has courage, hope, love, goodness, he
can infuse them into other souls. If he
has strength, he can use it for others.
. . . Peter gave the lame man two things,
each of which was worth far more than
silver and gold. He gave him the power
to earn his own living. . . . Then Peter bestowed a far greater gift than this,-he
brought him to the Lord Jesus, into the
Christian life. Jesus in all His healings
gave the higher blessing with the lower.
He always did more than heal the body.
That was the lesser part of the eure."Peloubet.
"The Greek words [ankle bones] are
those that a doctor would use in describing a patient, and make one of those minute coincidences which go to prove that
Luke the physician was the author of the
Acts."-Lindsay.
A story is told of a beggar who held out
his hands to a passer-by for a piece of
money. The man searched his pockets for
a coin, but found nothing. He then said:
"I am sorry, brother, I have nothing for
you." The beggar's face lighted with joy.
He said, "You have given me more than
money, for you called me brother."
5. How did the lame man show his gratitude and joy? Verse 8.
6. What caused the people to wonder? As
the man who had been lame clung to Peter
and John, what did the people do? Verses
9-11.
NOTE.-"They were astonished that the
disciples could perform miracles similar to
those performed by Jesus. Yet here was
this man, for forty years a helpless cripple, now rejoicing in the full use of his
limbs, free from pain, and happy in believing in Jesus."-"Acts of the Apostles," pp.
58, 59.
7. When Peter saw the people wondering,
what question did he ask? What did the people seem to think as they looked at Peter
and John so earnestly? Verse 12.
8. How did Peter divert the attention of the
people from himself and John to Jesus? Verse
13.
9. What did he boldly say the Jews had
done? Who was the murderer to whom Peter
referred? Of what great fact were the apostles witnesses? Verses 14, 15.
10. By whom and how did Peter say the
miracle of healing had been wrought? Verse
16.
11. Even while administering a sharp rebuke to those who had brought about the
crucifixion of Christ, how did Peter show his
regard for them? Of what were the sufferings of Jesus a fulfillment? Verses 17, 18.
12. What did Peter call upon the people to
do? Who would again be sent to the earth?
Verses 19, 20.
13. Where would Jesus remain until all
things were finished on this earth? Verse 21.
14. What had Moses said to the fathers?
When that Prophet (Jesus) came, what should
the people have done? What fate awaits
those who refuse to hear Him? Verses 22, 23.
15. Who besides Moses had foretold what
would come to pass? Verse 24.
16. Whose children were these Jewish people? Whom did they claim as their father?
What promise had been made to Abraham?
Verse 25.
17. What special privilege was given to the
Jews? Verse 26.
Can You Tell
Anything that is of greater value than
silver or gold?
Who the murderer was who is mentioned
in Acts 3 :14 ?
Why there was no excuse for the ignorance of the Jews concerning Jesus?
What will finally be done with the sins
of which we repent?
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is higher thair. Grand
Coulee Dam, but the latter is nearly four
times longer and has nearly 50 per cent
greater capacity.
O BOULDER DAM
O THE London Daily Mail recently estimated the cost of a single night raid of
300 bombers over the Ruhr as follows :
"Gasoline and oil $13,280; losses, allowing three planes shot down, $240,000;
bombs, $720,000 ; maintenance on planes,
$210,000. Total $1,183,280."
O TODAY Americans have an average life
span of 62.5 years. Since 1900 the life
expectancy of the average white American citizen has increased thirteen years.
Female life expectancy is greater than
the male, as it was forty years ago ; however, women have gained an additional
year on men. Life expectancy for females
is now 64.5 years, compared to 60.6 for
men. In 1900 it was 51 years against
48 years for the males. If this trend continues for a few decades, for the first
time in the history of the nation, we may
have a majority of women.
• A NEW domestic source of aluminum
for the United States has been unlocked
after years of research and experimentation in alunite, a white rock with a gray
or pink tint, of which there are huge
deposits in southern Utah. It is also found
in smaller amounts in Arizona, Colorado,
California, Nevada, and Washington.
What is known as the Kalunite process,
recently perfected and patented, produces alumina from alunite at a cost of
$35 a ton, which means metallic aluminum at 11.86 cents a pound. Experts
say that the metal produced from Kalunite is equal in grade to that produced
with Bayer alumina, the process used by
the Aluminum Company of America.
O THE first science workshop for the
young people of the United States, sponsored by Westinghouse Electric and
Manufacturing Company, was recently
opened in New York City. Here 80
future scientists, selected from more
than 6,000 members of the American
Institute of Science and Engineering
Clubs throughout the country, carry on
their own research projects with equipment and facilities rivaling those provided in large universities. The young
scientists are given free rein, even to
arranging their own work hours. The
workshop, it is hoped, will provide material for manufacturing firms in search
of young people of special talent to fill
research and engineering places on their
staffs.
O JULIO CESAR BERRIZBEITA, nineteenyear-old Boy Scout, used 102 boots in
hiking 20,000 miles from his home in
Caracas, Venezuela, to Washington, D. C.
The hike began three years ago in July,
1938, when Julio and five other Venezuelan Boy Scouts left the Plaza Bolivar in
Caracas, determined to walk to the
United States capital. Because of hardships experienced, it was necessary for
his companions to return to their homes
soon after the start of their journey.
With 100 pounds of equipment on his
back and armed only with a hunting
knife, Julio plunged into the Central
American jungle, and to reach his destination walked through nine countries.
Before he reached the United States border he could speak no English. However, three months later he was speaking
clearly with but a slight accent.
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• No single catastrophe in the United
States last year approached the daily
average of almost 100 lives lost in automobile accidents, according to a booklet
recently issued by the Travelers Insurance Company. Statistics show that
35,000 persons were killed and more
than 1,300,000 others injured during 1940.
O THE United States Navy has announced that it will award the naval
ordnance flag to those industrial plants
in the United States that are up to or
ahead of their schedules on Navy orders.
The emblems on the flag include an
anchor and two crossed "Dahlgren guns."
O CHINA'S most venerable wooden building—a Buddhist temple which has stood
wars and weather for more than 1,000
years—is in a mountain fighting zone of
Shansi Province, and at present its fate
is unknown.
O THE provincial government of Quebec,
Canada, has hired an expert to teach
members of the Quebec Retail Merchants'
Association modern methods of merchandising and accounting.
O THE United States is now producing
more than half of the steel produced in
the world, and it is better steel, and of
higher quality, than that produced elsewhere.
O THE Duke and Duchess of Windsor
are spending six weeks at the duke's
ranch in Alberta, Canada, vacationing
from their duties at Nassau.
1. Since the war began, shipping which
totals 420,000 tons has been transferred
from United States registry to that of a
small Latin-American nation, which now
has the sixth largest merchant marine in
the world. Name the nation.
2. Brazil recently celebrated the 119th
year of her independence. What form of
government did that country adopt when
it first became a free nation?
3. The first income tax in United States
history was Imposed to help pay for a war.
What was the war?
4. Does Iran mean (a) desert land. (b)
land of oil, (c) land of the Aryans, or (d)
nothing in particular?
5. The country with the greatest per
capita consumption of cheese has strictly
rationed that product recently. Name the
country.
6. A mountain on the Soviet-Iran border
was the scene of a well-known Biblical
event. What is the mountain?
7. Francis Biddle, recently appointed
Attorney General of the United States, is
the fourth man to serve in this capacity
under President Roosevelt. Name the other
three.
8. Twenty-one years ago the Nineteenth
Amendment to the Constitution of the United
States went into effect. For what did it
provide?
9. Who is president of the U. S. S. R.?
10. What does Thailand mean?
(Answers on page 13)
O THE vitamin C content of an apple peel
is from three to five times that of the
flesh of the apple.
O PEOPLE under shelter are practically
"immune" to lightning. Approximately
90 per cent of the four hundred odd
annual deaths by lightning occur in
rural districts and open spaces where
the exposure hazard is greatest.
O "GRAVEYARD cleaning" is an annual
custom in which whole communities of
the Upcountry in South Carolina participate. A huge picnic dinner is served on
the church lawn ; then members and
their friends descend on the graveyard
to dig up the weeds and set the sagging
tombstones straight.
O RECENTLY Switzerland celebrated her
independence day. Above a fjordlike
arm of Lake Lucerne a little group of
serious-faced men gathered around an
unlit bonfire. Just at midnight three men
with torches shouldered through the
dark crowd, lit the fire, and then in rapid
succession other men lit torches from the
fire and ran with them into the night.
Six hundred and fifty years before, representatives of the three "forest cantons"
of Uri, Schwyz, and Unterwalden had
gathered in the same glade to light a
fire symbolizing their confederation
against the House of Hapsburg. To celebrate their independence day the Swiss
every year build huge bonfires instead of
shooting off fireworks.
O IN 1883 officials of the large railroads
in the United States met to discover some
method of establishing a time system that
could be universally used by all American railroads, to avoid confusion for
travelers going long distances on different roads. They adopted a system based
on the idea that 24 standard meridians
should be established 15 degrees apart
in longitude, starting from the meridian
of Greenwich, England, and extending
around the globe. In 1884 an international conference on standard time which
met in Washington, made the same recommendation to the countries represented. Since then, the four time zones,
Eastern, Central, Mountain, and Pacific,
have been used in this country.
O SOME years ago Dr. Samuel Guy Inman, specialist in Latin American affairs,
formed an intimate friendship with a
brilliant professor of sociology of the
University of Buenos Aires. This man's
65,000-volume private library contained
books of outstanding worth. He himself
had written seventy volumes, proving
thus that he knew how to put his learning to practical use. One day Doctor
Inman asked his friend, Dr. Ernesto Quesado, what he planned to do with his
great collection of books. After a long
discussion the good professor decided
that he would like to present the library
to one of our universities in the United
States, provided the institution would
give it a separate place, retain it intact,
and appoint him in his declining years
as its keeper. Doctor Inman returned
to the United States and tried to place
this valuable gift, but he was unable to
do so. Boards were either apathetic or
slow to act on a proposition that would
mean considerable financial outlay. So
the New World lost the wonderful collection, and the library today is housed
in one of the most magnificent buildings
in Berlin, owned by the German government.

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