The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, August 27, 1891, Image 2

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    REV DR. TALKAGES SERMON.
The Brooklyn Divine's Bunday
Sermon.
Subject: “A Poor Investment »
{(Proached at Topeka, Kan.)
“wy
fF Text: Yo have sold yourselves fam
paught' and ye shall be redeemed without
money. "Isaiah il, 5
The Lord aople had gone headlonz §
#in, and asa punishment they had bee
ied captive to Babylon, They fou:
sity did not pay, Cyrus seized
MT Oa
a 1
@ the peosie of the text, sold on
{ ong either so youar-
leads have besa
the flesh, and the
J paid up,
aught.”
f over to the
soma adequate com.
heard the great t
ior a man, and he ba.
hundred and fifty
it will be horses and
is ‘esort and jolly com.
par . To get he parts with his
ki aical health by overwork. He parts
ith his conscience, He parts with much
pomestic enjoyment. He parts with oppor
unities for literary culture. He parts with
his soul. And so he makes over his entire
nature to the world,
He does it in four installments. He pays
down the first installment, and one-fourth of
Lis nature is gone. He paysdown the second
installment, and one-half of his nature is
one. He pays down the third installment,
nd three-quarters of his nature are gone,
1 after many years have gone by he pays
down the fourth installment, and lo! his en.
tire nature is gone. Then he comes up to the
world and says: ‘Good morning. I have
delivered to you the goods, 1 have passed
over £0 you my body, my mind and my soul,
and { bave come now to collect the two bun-
dred and fifty thous:nd dollars.” “Two
bundred and fifty thousand dollars? says
the world. ‘What do you mean?’ “Well”
you say, “I come to collect the money you
owe me, and I expect you to fulfili your part
of the contract.” ‘‘But,” says the world, I
have failed. Iam bankrupt. I cannot pos.
gibly pay that debt. I have not for a long
time expected to pay it.” “Wall” you then
#ay, ‘give me back the goods.” “Dh, no,”
gays the world, “theyareall gone. I cannot
give them back to you” And there
#tand on the confines of eternity, your spirit.
ual character staggering under
consideration t "you have sold yourself
for naugh .
I tell you the world isa liar. It does not
om ives It is a cheat, and it
hing it can put its hands on.
gus world Its a six-thousand-
year-old swindle. Even if it pays the two
pandred and ty thousand dollars for
which you contracted, it pays them in bonds
that will not be wor anything in a little
while. Just asa man may pay down ten
thousand dollars in hard cash and got for it
worthless scrip—so the world passes over to
you the two hundred and fifty thousand
dollars in that shape which will not be worth |
afarthing to you a thousandth part of a sec- |
ond after you are dead. “Oh,” you say, *'it
will help to bury me, anyhow™ Oh, my
Stother! you need not worry about that.
@ world will bury you soon enough from
sanitary considerations.
Post mortem emoluments ars of no use to
you. The treasures of this world will not
current in the future world, and if ail
wealth of the Bank of England were put
in the pocket of your shroud and you in the
midst of the Jordan of death were asked to
pay three cents for your ferriage, you could
do it. comes a moment in your
existence beyond which all earthly values
fail, and many a man has wakened up in
such a time to find that he has sold out for
eternity and has nothing to show for it. I
should as soon think of going to Chatham
street to buy silk pocket handkerchiefs with
80 cotton in them, as to go to this world ex-
ng to find any permanent happiness. It
as deceived and deluded every man who
has every put his trust in it.
History tells us of one who resolved that
be would have all his senses gratified at one
and the sarue time, and he expended thou.
sands of dollars on each sense. He entered a
room, and there were the first musicians of
himsel
hn
gone,
Liat
the
th
1
pictures Iascinating his eye, and there were
costly aromatics regaling his postrils, and
there were the richest meats and wines and
fruits and confections pleasing the appetite,
and there was a soft couch of sinful indul.
gence on which he reclined, and the man de.
ciared afterwurd that he
week of such enjoyment, even though he lost
hissoul by it! Ah! that was the rub! He
did lose bis soul by it! Cyrus the conqueror
thought for a little while that he was mak.
ing a fine thing out of this world, and yet
before he came to his grave he wrote out
this ritiful epitaph for his monument: *I
am Cyrus, 1 occupied the Persian empire.
1 was king over Asia. Be sme not
this monument.” Bat the world in after
Years plowed up his sepulcher.
The world clapped its hands and stamped
its feet in honor of Charles Lamb; but what
does he say? “I walk up and down, think-
ing I am happy, but feeling I am not.” Call
the roll, or be quick aboutit. Samuel
Johnson, the learned! Happy? *'No. lam
afraid I shall some day get erazy.”. Wik
iam Hazlitt, the Jroat emayist! Happy?
“No. Ihave been for two hours and a half
going up and down Paternoster row with a
volcano in my breast.” Smollet, the witty
suthor! Happy? ‘No. [am sick of praise
and blame, and [ wish to God that had
such circumstances around me that I could
throw my pen into oblivion.” Buchanan,
the world renowned writer, exiled from his
own country, appealing to Henry VIII tor
protection! H ?! “No. Over moun-
tains coverad with snow, and through val.
loys flooded with rain, | come a fugitive.”
Moliere, the Ropuler dramatic author! Hap-
py! “No, t wretch of an actor just
now recited four of my lines without the
proper accent and To have the
ren of my brain so hung, drawn and
quartered tortures me likes a condemned
I went to see a worldling die. As I went
into the hall I saw its floor was amilinged,
and its wall was a picture gallery, If
his death chamber adorned wita tapestry
until it seemed as if the clouds of the settin
sun had settled fn the room. The man
gives forty years to the world—his wit his
£
10 ha tried_this world, 1g it
yo ve a
y portion? Would
Jour friends to make the
Ye have sold yourselves
i
ence went. Your hope out Your
| Bile woah. © Your heaven moat: our God
| went. hen a sheriff under & writ from
the courts sells a man out the officer gener.
ally leaves a fow chairs and a bad, and a few
cups and knives; but in this awful vendue in
which you have been engaged the auction-
ear’s mallet has coms down un body, wind
and soul—going! gons! “Ye have sold
yourse.ves for naught”
How could you do so? Did you think that
your soul was a mare trinket which for a few
| pennies you could buy in a toy saop? Did
you think that your soul, i onze los,
{ might be found amin if vou want out with
torches and lanterns? Did you think taat
your soul was short lived, ani that panting,
you would soon He down for extination? Or
had you no idea want v { was worth?
Did you ever put your cars on ila
ras pa Hav i y JL ver
Hava vo 100 Kaowa
ion tl
ot
€
t
¥
Varss,
wi
my oO
§
{ bave sold
! Butl haves
want to enzgee
sry of that soul «
i that y
to pr
{ got a decree from the High
| of Heaven reinsta You in the
1 of your soul. “0a.” vousay, *ls
i of lawsuits: they are so ax;
not pay the cost, Then have you forgotia
the inst half of my text? “Ye ha Hh
yourselves for naught; and ye shall be re
deamad without money.”
Money is good for a great many things,
| but it cannot do anything in the matter of
{| the soul. You cannot buy your way through,
| Dollars and poun is steriing mean nothing at
| the gate of mercy. If you could buy your
salvation, heaven would be a great spacula.
tion, an extension of Wall street. Bad men
wouid go up and buy out the placa ani
leave us to shift for ourseives. But as Honey
is not a lawful tendsr, what is? I will
answer, Blood! Whnoose! Are we to go
through the slaughter? Ob, no; it wauts
richer blood than ours. It wants a king's
blood. It must be poured from royal arteries
It must be a sinless torrent. ut where is |
tis king? great many thrones and a greal
many occupants, yet none seem to be come
ing down to the rescas. Bat after awhile the
clock of night in Betalehem strikes 13, aad
the silver pendulum of a star swings aorowm
thesky, and [ ssa ths King of Heaven rising
up, and He descands sad stops dowa from
| star to star, and from cloud to cloud, lower
i and lower, uatil He touches the shesp ev.
i ered hills, and thea oa to another hil , this
last skull shapad, and thers at the sharp
i stroke of persecution, a rill incaraadins
| trickles down, and we who could mot be
{ redeemed by monev areredeemad by precious
{ and imperial blood.
We have in this day professal Christians
{ who are so rarsfisd anl etherealizsl that
| they do not want a religion of blood, Whaat |
Le? You seen to want relig.on |
4 The Bible says, “la the blood is
No atoasmat withoat blool
108 the apostls to know? What dt
are roles nod not with sor.
as sliver and goid, bus
scious bioxl of Carist.™ ou put
yvansive
»
“Yo
oh
by ths |
it a mere corpse, fit only for the grave, Way
did God command the priests of old to strike
the knife into the kid, ani the goat, and the
pigeon, and ths ballock, and tha lamb® It
was 80 that whoa the blood rushed out from
these animals on the floor of the ansieat
tabernacle the people should be compaliel to
think of the coming carnage of the Son of
God. No blood, no atonement,
I think that God intenisd to impress us
with a vividoess of that color, The greea of
the the blus of the sky, would not
have startled ani arvused as {ike this deep
crimson. It is as if God had maid: “Now,
sinner, wake up and see what the Baviour
endured for you. This is not water. This
is not wine. This fs blood. It is the blood
of My Bon. It is the blood of the immaca-
late. It is the blood of God." Without the
shedding of blood is no remission. Thers
bean many a man who, ia courts of law,
has pleaded “not gulity.,” who nevertheless
has been condemned becauss thers was blood
found on his hands or blood found in his
the
die
Unless you let the saorifics of
our stead you yourself must
It is either Christ's blood or your |
You must believe in the bloo
or
a
Jesus gony
suflfor,
blond,
] says some one, "ths thought of
Good. God inten iad it
| to sicken you with your sin. Do not act as i
i though you had nothing to do with that Cal- |
| varian massacre. You had. Your sins wears
the imnlements torture Those ime
plements wore not made of stesl and iron
jand wood so much as out of your seins
i Guilty of this homicide, and this regicids,
and this daicids, confess your guilt to-day,
i Ten thousand voices of heaven bring in the
{ verdict against you of guilty, guiity! Pre.
| pare to die or believe in that blood. Stretch
| yourself out for the sacrifios or accept the
Da not fling away your
of
| Baviour’s sacrifice.
i ane enanos,
{ [It seams to me ss if all heaven wore try-
| ing to bid in your soul. The first bid it makes
| is the tears of Christ at the tonb of Lazy
| rus, but that is not a high enough price
| The next bid heaven makes is the sweat of
Gethsemane, but it is too cheap a prios. The
naxt bid heaven makes seoms to be the
| whipped back of Pllate’s hall, but it is not a
| high enough price. Can it be ible that
heaven cannot buy you in? eaven tries
once more. Itsays: “I bid this time for
that man's soul the tortures of Christ's mar.
tyrdom, the blood on His temple, the blood
on His cheek, the blood on His chin, the
blood on His hand, the blood on His side, the
blood on His knea, the blood on His foot—the
blood in drops, the blood in rills, the blood in
poois coagulated beneath the cross; the blood
that wet the tips of the soldiers’ the
blood that plashed warm in the face of His
enemies.”
Glory to God, that bid wins it! The high.
est price that was ever pid for anythiag
was paid for your soul. Nothing could buy
it but blood! The property is
brought back, Take it. “You have sold
yourself for naught; and ye shall be re.
pes i] ite saving by hs ssnotif
's givi ox y-
ing blood, gloritying bloot of Jesus! Whay
‘Durst into tears at the thought that for
thee He shed it—for thee the hard hearted,
for thee the lost?
“No,” says some one; “I will have noth.
Ing 10 Jo Wish it excopt that, like the ete.
mies of Christ, I put bath ny hands into
thet carnage and scoop up palms fall,
and throw it on my head and ery, “His
blood be on us and on our children” Can
a shoo! thing as that?! Just
across your brow
t is the the Son of
You are
who come you
the Father, God the Son and |
Holy Ghost, They unite their thres
omnipotences tn ons move nent fof your sale |
vation, You will pot take wv arms against
the triune God, will you? Is Shere b
muscle our arm for such a combat?
thrones in heaven, and by the
you not like to be free? For
the price of your liberation —aot money, 5,
blood, I tremble from heal to foot, not be.
cause I fear your presence, but because [
fear that you will miss your chanoe for im-
mortal rescue. This is the alteraative
divinely put, “Hae that believeth oa the Son
shall have everlasting li’e; and ho that bee
Lisveth not on tha Son shall not ens lifts, but
the wrath of Gol abideta on hin” In the
nat dav, if you now reject Christ, every
drop of that sacridaial bins i, instead of
pleading for your releases as it won d have
peaded if you had repented, will
grainst you.
O Lord God of the julzmont dav?
| Saat calamity § quics fs
tus scimoter that slaves ths gia bu
(#0
avert
tae
OMS YeLrs ,
sori on Basel, and vesaal got in
tas Dreakers and nz to pisos
f'eW up s
i ple on
# aad the
pus out
thoy saw
ranl of distra
"3 F them, They
They crue on ani
| poor sallors, aimost exhauste }, nz
j tale; and so afraid wars the boatman
give un before they
winm they gave then thres rounds of
and cried: *‘Hold on, thers! hold on! i
Alter awhile the boat cama uo.
boathook
3 POO-
in a
thin
ny
dieboat,
BAR
cin
te
vy
you.
into tha boat
the shore,
»
Cho g
UNow," says the eaplain,
Pall away now, pull!
wople on the land
Thay sald:
long the boat stays. Why, it
been swamped ani they have all parished
together.” And thare were mon ani wo-
men on the pler hay i sand on the beach wring.
ing their hands; and while they waite! and
watched they saw so nething loo ning up
lifeboat. As soon as it cans within speak.
ing distance the psople on ths shors cried
out: *“‘Did you save any of them? Did you
save any of them™ And as the boat swept
lor head the captain wavel his hand over
exhausted sailors that lay flat oa the bot
tom of the boat and oried:
Thank God! All saved
Bo it may be to-day The waves of your
sin run high, the storm ls on you. but [ cheer
you with this Gospal hops. God grant that
within the next ten miautes we may row
with you into the harbor of Gal's mercy,
And when thess Christian men gather around
to see the result of this service and the
lorifled gathering on ths pier {
“All saved!
hoads of
saven to wateh and to listen, may we be
able to report all saved! Young and old,
good and bad! All saved! Baved for ti
Baved for eternity. “And so it came to pam
that they all escaped sale to land.”
-———
ne,
An Embarrassing Situation.
Here is a little story
Reid that is going the re
The re is
it is not nece
abut Whitelaw
wands of th
1g in Paris
for a great man
gince the wits are
them to
or not,
oe
clubs, a sav
RATY 10
make bonmots, gure
to make and attribute
Whether it is
this is the case
itor of the Zribune has not had the
reputation of a wit, since his appoint-
ment as Minister to France, he has
beeen quoted as the author of some of
the most delightfully clever of speeches,
as this, for example: He was intro.
duced the other day to a very beauti-
ful woman, whose name he did not
catch, but who filled him with sdmir-
ation by her ripe and rosy loveliness,
While they were conversing s lower-
ing-faced man passed by whom Reid
knew well, but knew nothing to his
credit; who, in fact, he heartily dislik-
ed, and feeling his presence jar upon
the amiability of his mood, he exclaim-
ed, in an undiplomatic impulse: “Now
there is a man [ loath.” His handsome
and
“But that is
and Heid answered, calmly,
cried,
husband |”
sharply,
ing of a hair, «
him.”
And that is why 1 loath
pert——————
Killed a Rattler with Her Tin Pall.
Mrs, Frank Keen, of
Chichester.
with a rattlesnake recently
will probably remember during
remainder of her life. She was pick-
ing raspberries in her garden when
she suddenly heard a peculiar rattling
noise. She continued her work for a
minute or two, when she again heard
the same noise nearer by, accompanied
by an ominous hiss, and, glancing
into the bushes close at hand, she saw
a big rattlesnake already coiled and
about to spring at her,
Mrs. Keen had a large tin pail partly
filled with raspberries in her hand, and
without a moment's hesitation she let
the snake have a taste of the berries
and the big pail at the same time. The
pail must have fallen with a terrific
whack on the reptile’s head, for when
Mrs. Keen went closer to examine into
the injuries done to her pail, as well as
to how the snake liked its berry bath,
she found the head had been nearly
severed from the body. Mrs. Keen
says she feels assured the snake would
not have attacked her if she had kept
a respectable distance from its quar-
ters. The snake measured four feet in
length and had nine rattles.
I A AHA
+}
A Distinguished Huntress Coming.
Among the guests at a dow i.town
hotel was Countess Maria Edle von
Ameline, who arrived here on the Bel-
gic from India. The Countess has been
traveling for the past three years, and
for the past year has been amusing
herself by hunting tigers and other
large game in the jungles of India. The
Countess is but 35 years of age, is
worth a million or more, and carries
with her diamonds and jewels of great
price. She left last night for the Yo.
semite, where she will sojourn for a
Jedk or longer.—8an Francisco Chron.
A recent English invention is 8 ma-
chine which bends tubes without the
necessity of filling them with some yield
ing material to preserve an accurate
section,
SEE 2
Ea
risk
A farmer in the Cherokee nation was
| sentenced recently to im ment in
the a and Wo
RE
for A mana
——————
DIET EXERCISE AND
MEDICINE,
Brain Workers Aro Often Mislod as to
sthe Physical Exercise They
Require,
A——
i
ITalf the secret of life, we are por- |
suaded, is to know we
rown old, and it is the half
ardly I warned, It is Ie h
Y
ed, mo;
when wre
most
wdly
Curt cover
I'l
Lo repalr
rous diet,
Laer muci
the
the glow of exuberant
hi alth, which COCs from a body i
y continuous
is not favorable to |
The exercise such men need is |
the exercise that rests, not that which |
They need to wash their brains |
been lying idle while the head worked.
Nor is itonly to this class of labor-
ing humanity that the advice to take |
exercise needs reservations. The time |
of violent delights soon passes, and |
the efforts to protract it beyond its |
Some men, through nature |
or the accident of fortune, will, of
course, be able to keep touch of it |
longer than others; but when once the
gain it can add but sorrow to the labor.
Of this our makes a cardinal
point; but, pertinent as hi
may }
do tor
8 Warning
. Indes 1,
$03 4 n
$ ford Bid
ie
3 1 ¢ 4
i: 0 he old, i wih
hie HAS DUIIMAaruy compo 8 efi
vile, it
by
men
v it is more
ater pr riod
ne. The
is vel 0re periinent to
nt arv.
that most pestile
ties, the bicy 3 +. or whatso-
ever its sccursed name may be. Elder.
ly men, he says, should eschew this
unnatural mode of progression. Most !
cordially we hope that this warning is |
superfluous. The spectacle of an old |
man, writhing in the ungainly contor- |
tions necessary to the proper manage- |
ment of this “agonizing wheel,” were, |
indeed, one to make angels weep. |
evel
We |
have ouselves no great passion for see- |
ing even the young take their exercise |
in this fashion. They had far better |
trust to their own legs, if a horse is
beyond their means. No doubt they
can cover more ground that way, and |
to do the most possible in the shortest |
possible space of time appears to be |
one of the necessities of the age. But
the coun- |
£
good enough |
serve their |
insane ca- |
The former
as well as body; but |
the pleasant sights and |
r fair English landscape do |
ung Titans enjoy, as they go |
staggering
try-walk that was found
yur forefathers will
sons’ turn better than this
of all
on,
With deaf
Ears and labor<dimmed eves,
Regarding neither to right
Nor Jeft?
There is one point we are surprised |
to find our friend leaving untouched. |
Perhaps he considers it included in the |
warning that no hard and fast rules
for diet can be laid down; but he
might have done well to be a little
more explicit. We allude fo the ne-
cesgity for frequent changes of diet,
All things are not good to all men,
and all things are not always good te
the same man. This was a point much
insisted on by the wise minds of old.
Bacon especially commends the advice
of Celsus (whom be somewhat sar-
castically observes, must have been a
wise man as well as a good physician)
that ““ome of the great precepts of
health and lasting” is “that a man do
vary and interchange contraries.” The
man who confines his studies within
one unchanging groove will hardly
find kis intellectual condition so light
and nimble, so free of play, so capa
ble of giving and receiving, as he who
varies them according to his mood, for
the mind needs rest and recreation no
less than the body; it is not well to
keep either always at high pressure,
Sh —————— Li
Not Encouraging.
A traveller who recently returned
from Pekin, China, asserts that thers
is pienty to smell in that city, but very
little to see. Most of the show places,
such as the temple of heaven and the
marble bridge, have one by one been
closed to outside barbarians, who can.
not even bribe their way. The houses
are all very low and mean, the sireets
are wholly unpaved and are always
very muddy or dusty, and as there are
no sewers or cesspools the filthiness of
the town is indescribable. He adds
that the public buildings are small, and
in a decayed and tumble-down condi
tion, and the nearest one can get to
the emperor's palace is to climb to the
top of some building outside the sacred
inclosurd and surreptitiously peep over
the wall through an opers glass.
Even then he does not see much.
A boy In Washington State eaught
i} r wild pijeons with one swoop
of his net. "
SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON,
BUNDAY, AUGUST 8 1501.
Christ the Bread of Life.
LESSON TEXT.
(John 6 : 20.40, Memory vorsos: 53.95)
LESSON PLAN,
Toric or Tae Quanrek: Jesus the
¥ FOR THE
Gora Texr
/ theet
are wrillen,
Je
Gores Texr:
ws this bread.
lord, «
John 6: ok
Darny Hour Reapixaa:
M 44,
John 6 ; 21
fool.
John 6 :
ing bread,
W.—FExod. 16 : 1-15.
heaven,
T.—Ezxod. 16 : 16-86,
heaven.
F.—1 Kings 17 : 1-16.
Lord,
1 Kings 19 : 1-8
food,
B.—1 Cor, 11 : 17-34.
brance of Jesus.
T.
§1-58,
Fed by the
Miraculous
LESSON ANALYSIS,
I. THE MEAT THAT PERISHES,
All that a man hath will he give for his
life {Job 2:4.
Soul take thine
be merry (Luke 12 :
Let us eat and drink, for to-morrow we
die (1 Cor. 15 : 32
i. 20
Wh
is the belly (Phil 3 :
ii.
ense, drink,
19).
eat,
3 1G
88 ood 181.
god
Wrongly Pursuead:
Nork not for the meat which
}
:
ne
Luke
on
i
FA
required
et your mind
above (Col
1
t things that are
iil. Wnolly Secondary:
This is the work of
believe on him whom
(29).
Is not the life
(Matt. 6 : 25.)
God, that ye
he hath sent
more
righteousness (Matt. '% : 83).
Tim. 4 : 8).
Accounting the reproach of
¥ Christ
greater riches (Heb. 11 : 26).
the loaves. ”
Satisfying loaves; (3) Selfish seek-
ing; (4) Pointed rebuke.
2, “Work not for the meat which
abideth.”
vy
{&
{1} Perishable meat;
) Forbidden toil; (3) Enduring
neat; (4) Commended toil —(1)
Meat that perisheth; (2) Meat that
abides; (3) Toil that damages; (4)
Toil that ennobles
8. “This is the work of God, that ye
believe on him whom he hah
sept.” (1) The sent of God; (2)
The faith on him; (8) The work of
God.
II. TERE BREAD OF LIFE
Our fathers ate the manna in the
wilderness (31).
In the morning ye shall be filled with
bread (Exod 16 . 12),
Israel called the name thereof Manna
(Exod. 16 : 81).
Israel did eat the manna forty years
(Exod. 16 : 35).
Neither had... . Israel manns any more
(Josh. 5 : 12),
Il. Cod the Great Glver:
It was not Moses that gave; ...
my Father giveth (32).
I will rain bread from heaven for you
(Exod. 16 : 4).
It is the bread which the Lord hath
given you to eat (Exod, 16 : 15).
And gaveth them bread from heaven
for their hunger (Neh. 9 : 15).
bat
eat (Pea, 78 : 24).
fil. Christ for the World:
The bread of God. . . . giveth life unto
the world (33),
He that cometh to me shall not hunger
(John 6 ; 85),
I am the bread of life (John 6 : 48).
I am the living bread which eame down
out of heaven (John 6 : 51), *
He that eateth he also shall live
because of me (John 6 : 57).
1. “What then doest thou for a
sign? (1) The Lord's claims; (2)
The people's demand. —(1) Claims
made; (2) Sigus demanded.
2 "He gave them bread out of
heaven to eat.” (1) H in the
wilderness; (2) Manna from the
@ The
ying
Lord.~(1) Needy men;
gilt.
8. “Lord, evermore give us this
bread.
gracious God; (8) The
dy) A i (BA
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i. Satisraotion:
He that cometh to me shall not hun
wo vhah which is (Ton. 35 : 9).
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They shall bo fllod (Math 5:6).
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Il, Welcome:
He that cometh to me I will in ne
wise cast out (37),
Come, buy wine and milk without
money (isa. 55: 1),
Come unto me,.... 1 will give you
rest ( Matt, 11 : 28),
Come, yo biessed of my Father (Math
25 . 84).
He that will, let him take the water of
1 he freely (Lev, 22: 17).
Fis & Life;
Every one ui beholdeth the Bon
iife (44).
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LESSON BIBLE READING.
BREAD,
The staff of life
Pea, 104 : 15).
token of favor
33 : 16.
{A gilt of God (Ruth 1
11).
A symbol of Christ (John 6 : 33, 88,
48. 50, 51).
A symbol of Christ's body
26 ;1 Cor. 11: 28, 24).
A symbol of oneness (Acts
Cor. 10 : 17).
Gen. 8 : 19 ; 39
1:83
A (Lev. 26:5; Isa.
: 6; Matt 6 ¢
(Matt. 28 ;
9
146 ; 1
pt coom——
LESSON BURROUNDINGS.
IxTEnvExING Evesrs.—The multi-
tude, after the miracle of the leaves,
desired to make our Lord a king. He
sends the disciples away by boat to the
other side, but probal instructing
m to fake the eastern
B 8 He dismisses the multi-
tude, and retires to mountain,
Meanwhile the moet with a
storm, snd, rowing sgainst the wind,
are carried out into the lake. in the
early morning Jesus to them
walking on the deem it
an apparition them,
P. ter attempts to walk on the water to
Jesus, bul, losing courage, begins So
rescues him; they en~
sink. Our Lord
ter the boat straightway come to
Here
hin
disciple #
COMes
They
reussures
water.
at he
land on the west side of the sea.
they are met by multitudes with thelr
| mick, who were healed at once. The
multitudes on the other mde, perplex-
ed by the disappearance of Jesus, too
the boats that afterwards came, an
| went to Capernaum, seeking Jesus,
inquiry is when be ocamie
The lesson begins with the
Prace. — Capernasum, our Lord's
{ usual residence. Identified by some
| with Tell- Hum, by others with Khan
| el Minyeth. The whole discussion may
have been uttered in the synagogme
(v. 58), but thus is not certain.
True. —The day after the miracle of
| the loaves; at the close of March or be-
| ginning of April, A. U, OC, 782, — A.D,
<8,
Persoss.—QOur Lord and a mali
tude, most of them apparently of the
number fed on the other side of the
Bog.
Ixcronxrs.—The lesson consists of
| four dialogues, forming the first part
of a longer discourse, which leads to
dissatisfaction, dissension, and finally
to defection among the disciples. First
dialogue: In answer to the question
whes be came thither, our Lord tells
| them the real reason of seeking him,
: bidding them work for the true food
| Second dmlogue: They ask what they
{ must do to work the works of God, and
are told that the work of God is to be-
| lieve on him whom he hath sent. Third
| dialogue: They now ask for a sign,
| referring to the manna; the answer
| points them to the true bread out of
| heaven. Fourth dialogue: They say,
| “Lord, evermore give us this bread;”
| and our Lord declares himself to be the
bread of life, insisting upon faith, as-
serting his power to save, in accordance
with the will of hus Father, and to raise
believers at the last day.
There 1s no parallel passage.
——
Easily Won.
Nothing is more embarrassing to fis
possessor than a reputation which be
has not deserved; a laurel wreath
awarded by chance becomes absurdly
heavy, and the unfortunate wearer,
though he may long to toss it into the
nearest thicket, is usually unable to
tug it from his brow. When the late
Professor Moses Stuart Phelps was a
student at New Haven, he took s walk
one morning with Professor Newton,
who lived in the world of mathematics.
Professor Newton, according to his
usual habit, began the discussion of an
abstruse problem. As he went deeper
and deeper, Mr. Phelps’ mind wander
ed farther and farther from what was
being said. At last his attention was
recalled by his companion’s remark,
“Which, you sec, gives us 2.”
“Does it?” asked Mr. Phelps, think-
ing that in common politeness he ought
to say something.
“Why, doesn’t it?” excitedly ex.
clainued the professor, alarmed at the
possibility that a flaw had been detect.
ed in his calculations.
Quickly his mind ran back over his
work. re had been a mistake.
“You are right, Mr. Phelps; you
are right!” “he shouted. «It doesn’t
give us x, it gives us py.»
i. From that hour he Fok upon Mr.
Phelps 82 a mathematical prodigy.
He was the first man who had ever
caught the professor napping.
i “And 80,” Mr. Phelps ased often to
add, in telling the story. 1 achieved »
, reputation for knowing » thing 1 hate,
‘Tt is the way many reputations are
| Their firs!
thither,
answer,