THE CRY OF THE HEART.
"I want some one to pity with me," "Come,pnrtDer.let us have oar walk,"
A tittle toddler orloa. Says an old man. bent and tried,
As he looks tor a wee Joy-sharer, To the faithful dog,whose love he knows
With tears in the olouaed eyes. Will never be denied.
"I want some one to love me, The world is full of ohlidren,
Some one to tell me so." Prom one to eighty-one,
Be it heart of youth or maiden, Crying for loving comradeship,
The wish is whispered low. The one thing 'neath the sun—
"l want some one to talk with mi That satisfies the spirit,
I am weary of being alone," And makes all else seem tame ;
Is the silent eoh« in grandma's heart | Be it health, or wealth, or knowledge,
For lave she makes her moan. Be it beauty, or wit, or fame.
—Ellen Fracker Pratt, in Washington Star.
112 MUTINY ON A COOLIE SHIP. 1
i One of the Tragedies of a Branch
j of the Slave Trade. h
When slavery was abolished in
the Brazils there sprang up to take
its place a traffic hardly less accursed,
the coolie trade. The coolie was a
Chinaman who agreed to leave his
country for a terui of years at stated
wages, but after a while vessels were
fitted out and dispatched to various
islands in the Pacific and other seas,
and thousands of natives were ab
ducted and sold into perpetual slav
ery. These abductod people also
came to be called coolies. Soon after
the trade opened the Chinese govern
ment, which received so much for
every coolie shipped away, began send
ing off its offenders and malefactors
along with honest laborers. Instead
of giving a thief the bastinado he was
sent to the coolie barracks; instead of
lopping off the head of a pirate he was
deported. Among every 500 coolies
were at least 100 malefactors, and re
volts at sea were of frequent occur
rence. In the year 1808 seventeen
vessels in the coolie trade were either
burned at sea or captured by the na
tives aboard, and in case of capture
not a man was spared.
Our ship, the Princess, of New
York, was lying at Macao, south of
Hong-Kong, in the fa'.l of 1868, when
four different craft were loading with
coolies at the same time. Macao was
one of the great shipping points, and
everything was carried on under the
supervision of government officials. I
saw a Brazilian brig take on 480
coolies, and a worse lot of men oould
not possibly have been scraped to
gether i'i any country. They were to
be housed between decks, and the brig
carried two cannon and ten soldiers to
keep them in subjection. They must
be looked after as sharply as convicts 1
on their way to Australia in the old j
days of the penal settlements. This j
brig, which was called the Don, got
away a week ahead of us, and,through
some blunder, with only a few of her
water-casks tilled. She had head
winds for five days, and we finally i
overtook her before she had made SOO j
miles on her long voyage. We sighted
her as the wind was dying out oue af
ternoon, and were carried down to '
within a mile of her before we lost
eteerageway. We could make out her
name with the glass, but even without
that the odor which came across the ;
water to on;'nostrils would have proved
her a coolie ship. As our captain ob
served, alter shuttiug up his glass and
sniffing the air:
"That smell would settle it if I ;
was deaf, dumb ami blind and had no
nose; she's a coolie!"
It was about six o'clock, when we
lost the breeze, and the crew knocked
off for supper and spent the following
three hours yarning and smoking.
The brig was ull right, so far as we
could observe, and we had no partic
ular interest in watching her. About
nine o'clock, however, we were all
startled into sudden activity by a
most horrible din from the coolie. It
seemed as if two or three hundred
voices were yelling in chorus, an 1 the
sound did not cease until broken in
upon by the reports of firearms.
"I'll tell you exactly what's taking
place on board that fellow," said the
mate, who had been listening intently.
"He's short ot water, a ul the wretches
have been put upon half or quarter
allowauce. They are suffering and
desperate, and the crew have had to
shoot down some of the leaders.
I've seen 200 likely heathens go dead
for the want of water, but they didn't
die without making a tremendous ef
fort to take the ship. We'll hear from
that chap agaiu inside of an hour, aud
I'll miss my plum duff if he isn't
alongside of us before long bartering
for fresh water."
The mate was a prophet. In about
half an hour there was another chorus
of yells, shrieks and curses, and we
plaiuly heard the rattle of chains.
Three or four muskets were fired and
all was quiet agaiu. But it wasn't
yet 10 o'clock when the brig launched
a boat, five men got into her, and in
a very few minutes she was alongside,
and a man who announced himself as
the mate of the coolie was on deck.
Everybody knew his errand. We
bad plenty of fresh water, but would
our captain spare him a siugle pint?
Most sailors hated coolies as no other
class did, and our cap lain ha 1 gone
about that evening with round oaths
falling off his lips to think that he had
oue under his nose and was helpless.
If he refused to spare the water the
poor wretches would die; if he let it
go they would be spared for a life of
slavery. The man- who boarded us
■was a Spaniard, aud he had a surly
countenance and disagreeable voice.
He didn't beat about the b.ish at all,
but walked up to our captain, who was
standing stiffiy on the quarter-deck,
touched his hat and said:
"I'm mate of the brig yonder aud
am seut to see if you can spare us a
few casks of water. • Through a blun
der we left Macao short, and we can't
putin anywhere until we get a breeze."
"i'ou ought to be ashamed of the
business you are in!" exclaimed the
captain, as he paced back aud forth.
"Every man to his own idea,"
calmly replied the mate. "The maiu
thing now is to get water for the
heathens. If we don't get it, not oue
of them will be alive by tomorrow
night."
Our caotain hung out for a while.
While he hated to save the coolies to
the profit of the traders, he was too
merciful to be the indirect cause of
their death, and he finally consented
to spare five casks of water. Arrange
ments for the transfer were being
made when the furious hubbub of au
hour before was repeated, only there
was more savageness to it this time.
It did not die away as beforo,but kept
increasing iu intensity aud lasting so
long that the mate leaped upon the
rail aud looked toward the brig aud
muttered:
"The scoundrels are making a
break at last! Why don't the men
use the guns?"
His words were followed by the
reports of a dozen muskets, and they
were still cracking away wheu some
one stood on the rail of the brig and
waved his hat in our direction.
"The coolies a*-e loose!" exclaimed
the mate as he made for his boat.
"That signal is for me, but I'll return
for the water aB soon as the outbreak
is put down."
He was off in a moment, and his
men pulle 1 such a stroke that their
boat was carried to the brig's side iu
four or five minutes. She was run
under the bows and the men scram
bled up over the chains. We knew
that the outbreak was serious, for the
hubbub increased, and we could see
the crew rushing wildly about. There
was a continued pop of musketry, and
we became so excited that every man
iu the ship, cook included, hurritd
aloft to look down upon the stranger's
decks. As we lay broadside to each
other, and the distance was so short,
we could see all that took place. De
spite the desperate efforts of the crew,
tle coolies were finding their way on
deck. They were shot aud clubbed
and hacked, but thej' came faster than
they could be taken care of, and in
half an hour from the time the mate's
boat left us, the Chinese had posses
sion of at least one-half the brig. They
got hold of some of the muskets and
cutlasses, and they knew how to use
the former as well as the sailors. The
forward gratings were pried off and
the hold emptied of its living cargo,
aud durinif all this time there was
fierce fighting in the waist of the
brig.
The coolies had no fear, and once
loose their savage natures were thor
oughly aroused. When they got pos
session of half the vessel they cap
tured the water-butt on deck, and we
saw them dnukiug with the bullets
Hying past their ears. The water
seemed to add to their desperation,foi
soon after getting possession of it a
hundred or more made a grand rush,
armed with every sort of weapon, and
after a conflict of fiv§ minutes they
had possession of the ship. Three
of the crew saved their lives for the
time being by running aloft, but all
the others seemed to have been killed.
You cannot suppose that we were
quiet spectators of such a scea9. We
wanted to be called away to help sup
press the outbreak, but our captain
hud a mortal hatred for coolies and
uuuounced that he would not iuterfere
iu the slightest. It cut us men,
though,to see the crew making ati lit
against sttch odds, and gradually fall
ing back aud fighting to the last, with
out getting our help. When the grand
rush was made, aud the remuant of
the crew driven aloft, a sort of groan
went through our ship, aud more than
one man muttered against our cap
tain's policy. When the Chinese got
full possession mauy of them drank
sea water, and it was only a short
time before a cask of rum was broached
aud served out to all. When the vile
stuff began to take ett'ect fuiy was let
loose aboard the brig. Such a surging
to and fro! Snch jabbering aud shout
ing and screaming! The bodies of the
dead sailors were stripped naked,
kicked about the decks and mutilated
in the most horrible mauuer,aud then
flung overboard. At the very firs*
splash we saw at least a dozen sharlA
make for the spot, and after that their
dorsal fins were cutting the water in
every direction.
As I told you before, three of the
brig's crew escaped iustaut death by
running aloft, where they were for the
time forgotten. They went as high as
they could go and concealed themselves
as well as possible. They dared not
shout to us, but they implore 1 us by
gestures to come to their relief, and
gave us to understand that the coolies
supposed our bark to be loaded with
Chinese also, and that we would be
attacked in an effort to set them free.
They also made it clear, the night
being almost as light as day, that the
fellows had a score of muskets, and
we could easily understand that a
■harp cutlass in the bands of a des
perate coolia would be a wicked
weapon.
"Down with yon, lads, and prepare
to defend the ship with your lives,"
called the captain, and every man re
sponded with alacrity.
As we had no firearms of any con
sequence, everything which eould be
used as or weapon was speed
ily gathered, and every utensil in
which water conld be heated was
placed on the stove in the cook's gal
ley. We opened the midship-hatch
and broke out of the cargo a lot of
pressed brick which had been ordered
by a contractor at Singapore. They
weighed about five pounds each, and
we piled up a thousand or more at
different points on the deck. We were
still handling the bricks when the Chi
nese suddenly remembered the three
sailors in the rigging of the brig, and
eight or ten started uloft after them.
The sailors called out to our captain
for God's sake to come to their relief,
and ho answered them tha our own
position was so full of peril that he
did not dare send off a boat. The
coolies were very agile fellows, and as
they drew near the sailors we saw the
latter were preparing to leap into the
sea. The idea was appalliug, not only
on account of the great height, but
those wicked dorsal fins were cutting
the water about the brig in a way to
make us shiver. The moment finally
came when the first sailor dropped I
from the end of a yard, and he was |
speedily followed by his companions. I
Each struck the water with an awful ;
splash, went out of sight, and nothing
further was seen of them. If they j
were stunned by the fall so much the \
better.
It was about 11 o'clock when the 1
coolies made ready to attack us. The ;
brig had three boats which they could j
get at, and each boat was crowded j
with men. They had muskets, cut- i
lasses, capstan-bars, belaying pins |
and other weapons, and while they
were making preparations they kept
up a yelliug and whooping which [
would have done credit to Indians.
Those who were to remain aboard |
do lie I and taunted us and evidently ;
considered us certain victims. I don't j
think any man of us l'elt what people
cull fear as we saw the thres boats j
leave the brig and pull toward us, but |
we could be forgiven for doubting j
whether wo had strength to beat them
off. The boats kept together, and it
was evident that they meant to board
on the same side. This was the better
for us. Our bricks and other weapons
were hastily moved, and while we were
at this work the cuptaii stood on the
rail and shouted to the coolies and
warned them tokeepoff. The answer
to this was a shot from a musket, and
the bullet whistled so close to his
head that ho lost no time in getting
off the rail. Wo saw that we had got
to tight, and we were as ready as we
could be when they laid us aboard.
Fortunately for us they had no strat
egy about them, but the three boats
pulled together for our bows aud
hooked on iu a crowd. The bark had
very high bulwarks, aud the Chinese,
oven with their muskets, could do us
no damage. We had but one poiut to
defend, and a score of brickbats and a
couple of pails of hot water took the
sanil out of the crowd pretty quick.
In three minutes after getting under
our bows they realized that they had
cut out a larger job than they could
manage, aud they were a well-scalded
set as they lot go aud pulled to the
bsig.
Three-fifths of the crowd had beeu
left ou board, and the failure of the
attuck was greeted with such yells as
mortal man never heard before. The
boats were not hauled up at all, aud
the beaten coolies were no sooner
aboard the brig thau a terrific tight
took place, whicli did not stop until 25 1
or HO hud been knocked on the head
aud fluuy over to the sharks. About |
midnight the boats were tilled with
men to attack us again, but there v.as
a great jabbering aud gesticulating,
aud the piau was fiuully abandoned.
At 1 o'clock the calm was broken,
though the bree/.e which reached us
was a light one. The captaiu weighed
all the circumstances iu his mind, no :
doubt, aud he came to the conclusion
that it was the best way for us to con
tinue our voyage aud hope to fall in
with a cruiser. The coolies set up a
howl of veugeauce as we made sail, '
and that we could not have made
friends with thetn was proved by the
tire of musketry which they kept up
until we were out of hearing. The
brig was turning ro.iud and round
ou her keel wheu last we saw her,aud
some of the fellows were aloft trying
to loosen the sails. Tnirty hours
later we met H. M. y. Defiance, and
gave her captain the brig's bearings,
but it was a full year before I learned
auy further particulars. After a cruise
of a weok the man-of-war fouud the
craft bottom up at sea, a long way
from where we left her, with never a
sigu of a human being, dead or alive,
in her vicinity. She had probably
been caught in a squall, and as the
coolies knew nothiug of seamanship
the brig had turned turtle aud
drowned them to the last man.— i
New York Sun.
Depopulation of Ireland.
In 1815 the decadence of Ireland
began in earnest, audit has kept tip :
ever since. In that year the popula- j
tion was 8,295,0)1, the high water ;
mark. On the 30th of last June it !
was 4,531,051, the lowest ever known. 1
While emigration has been robbing j
the nation of its vigorous sous and
daughters, the birth rate has been iu- ;
sufficient to fill up the gaps thus
made. The marriage rate has been j
only 5.8 per 1000 at best for the last j
ten years, while just now it is 0.3 j
under the miserable figure. The I
population decreased 13,084 between I
the first of April and the last of June.
It is estimated that in 17 years it will
be only 4,000,000. —Victor Smith in
New York Press.
DR. TALMAGES SERMON.
SUNDAY'S DISCOURSE 8Y THE NOTED
DIVINE.
Subject: Lay Hold of Chrlat—The Help-
I illness of Religion In Fl(btln( Life's
Battle—Be Bold For the Bight and
Trust In the Son of Ood.
[Copyright, Louis Klopsch. 1890.1
WASHINGTON, D. O.—ln this discourse Dr.
Talmnge employs a very bold figure of the
Bible to bring out the helpfulness of re
ligion for all those In any kind of struggle.
The text is Isaiah xxv., 11, "He shall spread
forth his hands In the midst of them, as he
tbat swlmmeth spreadeth forth his bands."
In the summer season multitudes of peo
pie wade Into tho pondß and lakes and
rivers nnd seas to dive or float or swim. In
a world the most of which is water all men
and women should learn to swim. Some of
you have learned the side stroke intro
duced by George Pewters In 1850, euoh
stroke of thut kind carrying the swimmer
a distance of six feet, and some of you may
use the overhand stroke Invented by Gar
dener, the expert who by It won the 500
yard championship iu Munchester in 1862,
the swimmer by that stroke carrying his
arm In tbe air for a more lengthened reaoh,
and some of you may tread the water as
though you hud been made to walk the sea,
but most of you usually take what Is oall
ed the breast stroke, placing the bands
with the backs upward, about five inches
under the water, tbe inside of tbe wrists
touching the breast, then pushing the
arms forward coincident with the stroke of
the feet struck out to the greutest width
possible, and you thus unconsciously illus
trate tho meaning of my text, "He shall
spread forth his hands In the midst of them,
us lie thut swimmeth spreadeth forth bis
hands to swim."
The flsberman seeks out unfrequented
nooks. You stand all day on the bank of
a river In the broiling sun and fling out
your line nnd catch nothing, while an ex
pert angler breaks through the jungle and
goes by the shadow of the solitary rook
and, In a place where no llsherman has
beeu for ten years, throws out his line and
comes home at night, his face shining and
his basket full. I do not know why we
ministers of the gospel need always be
flshiug in tbe same stream und preaching
from the tame texts that other people
preach from. I cunnot understand the
Eollcy of the minister who In Blackfrlars,
ondon, England, every week for thirty
years preached from the Epistle to the
Hebrews. It is an exhllarution to me
when I come across a theme whloh I feel
no one else has treated, aud my text Is one
of that kind. There are paths in God's
word that are well benten by Christian
feet. When men want to quote Scripture,
they quote the old passages that every one
has heard. When they wnnt a chapter
read, they read a chapter thut all the other
people have beeu reading, so thut the
church to-day Is ignorant of three-fourths
of the Bible.
You go Into the Louvre at Paris. You
confine yourself to ono corridor of that
opulent gallery of paintings. As you come
out your friend says to you, "Did you see
that Ilembrandt?" "No." "Did you see
that Bubens?" "No." "Did you see that
Titian?" "No." "Did you see that Raph
ael?" "No." "Well," says your frleud.
"then you did not seethe Louvre." Now,
my friends, I think we are too much apt to
confine ourselves to oue of the great corri
dors of Scripture truth, und so much so
that there Is not oue person out of a mil
lion who has ever noticed the all sugges
tive and powerful picture in tho words of
my text.
This text represents God as a strong
swimmer, striking out to push down iniq
uity and save the souls of m*u. "He shull
sprend forth his hands In the midst of
tiiem, as he that swlmmeth spreadeth forth
his hands to swim." The llgure is bold and
many sided. Most of you know how to
swim. Seme of you learued it In the city
school, where this art Is taught; some of
you lu boyhood, in the river near your
father's house; some of you since you o'uine
to manhood or womunhood, while sum
mering on the beach of the sea. It is a
good thing to Know how to swim, not only
for yourself, but because you will after
awhile perhaps have to help others.
I do not know anything more stirring or
sublime than to see some man like Normau
McKenzlo leaping from the ship Madras
Into the sea to save Charles Turner, who
had dropped from the royal ynra while
trying to loosen the sail, bringing him back
to the deck amid the huzzas of tiie passen
gers and crew. It n man has not enthusi
asm though to clieor in such circum
stances, he deserves himself to drop into
the tea and huve no ono help him. The
Royal Humane Society of England was es
tablished in 1774, Its object to applaud and
reward those w ho should pluck up life from
the deep. Any one who has porforraed
such u deed of daring has ull the partlcu
lurs of that bravery recorded in a public
recoril und on his breast a medal done In
blue aud gold and bronze, unchorund mon
ogram and Inscription, telling to future
generations the bravery of tbe man or
woman who saved some one from drown
ing. But If It is such n worthy thing to
save a body from the deep I ask you If it is
not u worthier thing to save an Immortal
Boul. Aud you shall see this hour the Son
of God step forth for this achievement.
"He shall spread forth his hands In the
midst of them, as ho that swimmeth
spreadeth forth his hnnds to swim."
In order to understand the full force of
this llgure, you need to realize that our
race Is in a sinking condition. You some
times hear people talking of what they
consider the most beuutiful words in nil
our language. One man says it Is "home,"
another says It Is the word "mother," an
other says it the word "Josus," but I tell
you the bitterest word in all our laugunge,
the word most angry and baleful, tho word
saturated with the most trouble, the word
that accounts for all the loathsomeness
and the pang and the outrago aud the har
rowing, and that word Is "sin." You spell
It with three letters, and yet those three
letters describe the circumference and
pierce the dlnmeter of everything bad In
the universe. Sin Is a sibilant word. You
cannot pronounce it without giving the
slss of the flume or the hiss of the serpent.
Sin! And then if you udd three letters to
thut word it describes every one of us by
nature—sinner. We have outraged the
law of God, not occasionally, or now and
then, but perpetually. The Bible declares
It. Hark! It thunders two claps: "The
heart Is deceitful above all things and des
perately wicked." "Tbe soul that sinnetb.
It shall die." What the Bible says our
own conscience affirms.
After Judge Morgan had sentenced Lady
Jane Grey to death his conscience troubled
him so much for the deed that ho became
insane, and all through his insnnity he
kept saying: "Tuko her away from me!
Lady Jane Grey! Take her away! Lady
Jane Grey!" it wns the voice of conscience.
And no man ever does unythlng wrong,
however great or small, but the conscience
brings that matter before him, nnd ut
every step of his misbehavior it says,
"Wrong, wrong!" Sin Is a leprosy; sin Is a
paralysis; sin Is a consumption, slu Is pollu
tion; sin Is death. Give it a fair chance,
audit will swamp you aud me, body, mind
nnd soul, forever, in this world it only
gives a taint Intimation of its virulence.
You seo a patient in the first stages of ty
phoid fever. Tbe cheek Is somewhat
flushed, the hands somewhat hot, preceded
by u slight chili. "Why," you say, "ty
phoid fever does not seem to bo muoli
of a disease." But wait until the patient
has been six weeks uuder It. nnd all bis
energies have been wrung out, and he is
too weak to lift his little linger, and his
Intellect gone, then you see the full havoc
of the disease. Now, slu lu this world is
an aliment which is only in Its first stages,
but let It get under full sway, and it Is an
all consuming typhoid. Ob, If we could
see our unpardoned sins as God sees them,
our teeth would chatter and our knees
would knook together, and oar respiration
would be choked, and our heart would
break. If your sln» are unforgiveD, the)
are bearing down on you, and you art
sinking—(lnking away from happiness,
sinking away from God, sinking away from
everything tbat is good and blessed.
Then what do we want? A swimmer—a
Btrong swimmer, a swift swimmer! And
blessed be God, In my text we have him
announced. "He shall spread forth his
bands in the midst of them, as he that
swlmmeth stretchoth forth his hands to
swim." You have noticed that whea a
swimmer goes to rescue any one lie put*
off his heavy apparel. He must not have
any suoh impediment about him It he is
going to do this great deed. And when
Christ stepped forth to save us he shook
off the SHndalsof heaven, and his feet were
free, and then he stepped down into the
wave of our transgressions, and it came up
over his wounded feet, and It came above
the spear stab in his side—aye, it dashed
to the lacerated temple, the higti watet
mark of anguish. Then, rising above tho
flood, "He stretched forth his hands In the
midst of them, as he that swlmmeth spread
eth forth his hands to swim."
If you have ever watched a swimmer,
you notice that his whole body is brought
into play. The arms nre flexed, the hands
drive tho water back, tho knees are active,
the head is thrown back to escape strangu
lation, the wl.ole body is in propulsion.
And when Christ sprang Into the deep to
save us He threw His enl Iro nature Into it
all His godhead, His omnlsctenoe. His good
ness, His love, His omnipotence, head,
heart, eyes, hands, feet. We wero far out
on the sea and so deep down In tbo waves
and so far out from the shore thut nothing
short of an entire God could save us.
Chi Ist leaped out for our rescue, saving,
"Lo, I come to do thy will!" und all the
surges of human and satunlc hate beat
against Him, and those who watched Him
from the gates of heaven feared He would
go down under the waves and Instead of
saving others would Himself perish; but,
putting His breast to the fount and shak
ing the surr from His locks, He came on
and on until He is now within the reach
of every one here, eye omniscient, heart
infinite, arm omnipotent, mighty to save,
even unto the uttermost.
Oh, It was not half a God that trampled
down bellowing Gennesaret; it was not a
quarter of a God that mastered the de
mons of Gadara; It was not two-thirds of a
Qod that lifted up Lazarus into the arms
of his overjoyed sisters; It was not a frag
ment of a God who offered par-ion aud
peace to all the race. No. This mighty
swimmer threw his grandeur, his glory,
bis might, his wisdom, his omnipotence
und his eternity into this one act. It took
both bands of God to save us—both feet.
How do I prove it? On the oross wero
not both hands nailed? On the cross
were not both feet spiked? His entire
nature involved In our redemption!
If you have lived much by the water,
you notice ulso that If any one is going out
to the rescue of the drowning he must be
Independent, self-reliant, able togo alone.
There may be a time when he must spring
out to save one, and he cannot get a life
boat, and If he goes out and has not
strength enough to bear himself up and
bear unother up he will sink, and Instead
of dragging one corpse out of the billows
you will have two to drag out. When Christ
sprang out into the sea to deliver us, He
had no llie buoy. His Father did not help
Him. Alone in the wine press, alone In the
pang, alone In the darkness, alone on the
mountain,alone In the seal Oh, If Hesaves
us He shall havo all tho credit, for "there
was none to help," no oar, no wing, no
ladderl When Nathaniel Lyon fell in tho
battle charge in front of his troops, he had
a whole army to cheer him. AVhen Marshal
Ney sprang into the contest and plunged
In the spurs till the horse's flanks spurted
blood, all France applauded him. But Jesus
alone! "Of the people there wus none to
help." "All forsook him und fled." Oli.it
was not a flotilla that sailed down and
saved us. It wus not a cluster of gondolas
that came over the wave. It was one per
son, Independent and alone, "spreading
out His hands among us as a swimmer
spreadeth forth Ills hands to swim."
Behold, then, the spectacle of a drown
ing soul and Christ the swimmer! I believe
It was In 1948 when there were six English
soldiers of tho Fifth fuslleers who wore
hunglng to a capsized boat —a boat that
hud beeu upset by a squall three miles
from shore. It was Iu the night, but one
man swam mightily for the beach, guided
by the dark mountains that lifted their tops
through the night. He cumo to tiieboach.
He found a shoreman thut consented togo
with him and save the other men, and they
put out. It wns some time befote they
could find the place where the men were,
but ufter awhile they heard their crj,
"Help, help!" and they bore down to them,
und thoy saved them and brought them to
shore.
If you have been much by the water, you
know very well that when one is In peril
help must come very quickly, or it will be
of no use. Ono minute inny decide every
thing. Immediate help ttio man wants or
no help at all. Now, that Is just tho kind
of relief we want. Tho case Is urgent,
Imminent, instantaneous. See that soul
sinking! Son of God, lay hold of him.
Bo quick, be quick! Oh, I wish you all
understood how urgent this gospel Is.
There was a man In the navy ut sea
who had been severoly whipped for
bad bohavlor, and he was maddened
by it and leaped into the sea, nnd no sooner
hud be leuped into the sea thun, quiek as
lightning, an albatross swooped upon him.
The drowning man, brought to his senses,
seized hold of the albatross and held on.
The fluttering of tho bird kept him ou the
wave until relief could come. Would no .v
that the dove of God's conviotlng, convert
ing and savtng spirits might flush from the
throne upon your soul nnd that you, tak
ing hold of Its potent wing, might live aud
live forever.
The world has had strojg swimmers be
sides the one of the text, perhaps tho
grentest among them Matthew Webb, oft lie
British mercantile marine servloe. He
leaped from the deck of the Russia, the Cuu
ard steamer, to save the life of a sailor who
hud fallen overboard. No wonder the
passengers subscribed for him a largo re
ward and the Royul Humane Society of
London decorated him with honors. A
mighty swimmer was he, by the strength
of his own arm and foot pushing through
the waters from Bluckwull pier to Graves
ond pier, eighteen miles, and from Dover to
Calais. 89 miles, where he orossed, yet he
was drowued ut last In our Niagara's
whirlpool. But tho strong swimmer of my
text put out alone to swim a wrutbior seu
and for vaster distance, even from world
to world, to save us who wero swamped In
guilt and woe, nnd brought us to the shore
of safety, although He at last went down
luto the whirlpool of human und satuulc
rage. "He descended into hell!"
New modes have been inventod for res
cuing u drowning body, but there has beeu
no new Invention for re.-oulng a drowning
soul. In 1785 Llouel Lukln, a London
coach builder, fitted up u Norway yawl as
a lifeboat and called it tho insubmerglble,
and that has beeu improved upon until
from all the coasts of the round world per
fect lifeboats are ready to put out for tho
relief of marine disasters. In sixteen years
tile French Society For Having Life From
Shipwreck saved 2129 lives. The Ger
man Association For the Rescue of
Life Froin Shipwreck, the Royal Na
tion Lifeboat institution und out
United Stutes life saving service
have done u work beyond the power of
statistics to commemorate. What rooket
lines and sling life buoys aud tally boards
and mortars and hammocks and aork mat
tresses and life saving stations filled with
machinery for saving tho bodies of the
drowntug! But let me herd aud now make
It plaiu that there has beeu no uewwuy In
vented for the moral and eternal rescue of
a struggling soul. Five hundred attempts
at such contrlvunce have beeu made, but
all of them dead failures. Hear It!
"There Is none other name uuder heaven
glveu among men whereby wo must be
saved" than the name ol Jesus.
THE GREAT DESTROYER.
SOME STARTLING FACTS ABOI 112 THE
VICE) OF INTEMPERANCE.
".r-'or Bale"—Work of American Wlialon
arles in Combatting the Drink KTII In
India—They Have Wrought a Mote
worthy Chance In Pnblic Sentiment
"For salel A good saloon—line business
place-
Good will Included too, Its worth to laudl
Here's a rare snap—lf wise von'll eatch It
up;
Reason for selling out—l go abroadl"
« • ♦
A "good saloon''—whence came this aspect
rare?
"Vine place for business"—aye, 'lis on the
way
Hie tolling masses pass, when homeward
bound—
A trap, devised to make the weak Up
preyl
4 '*k snap?" for whom? Who gather* up
this pelt
Through dally tram's of this dally wage?
Is It the sufferlug wife and helpless babe.
Or sorrowing mother, bowed by grief and
age?
Going abroad!" To seek luxurious east*,
With coffers filled, regardless of Its cost
To countless lives, by a base traffic
wrecked,
And countless souls, perchance, forevei
lost!
And yet, "the powers that be" hol l slack
ened rein.
Nor check the rum-flend that enslaves tho
low—
Ilobs homes of want—builds up the bloated
base,
And mocks at sighs and tears of helpless
woel
"For salel" Can gold thus gotten move
that load —
The prayers, groans, curses of the hearts
It broke?
Can foreign scenes efface a sin :ursed
past,
Or heaven's just retributive laws revoke?
—L. 8. Harris, in New York Observer.
The Missionaries and Temperance.
The fact of the advance of total absti
nence among the missionary body In India
received striking confirmation it a dinner
party on the Queen's birthday, given by
the collector of the district, when of the
nine missionary guests present all drank
to the health of her majesty In cold water.
The circumstance occasioned surprise, and
was the subject of much comment by the
kind host and Ills civilian friends. It is
rare to llnd a missionary of any nationality
In India to-day who takes liquor in any
form, except for medicinal purposes. Even
the German brethren, who indulge In their
beer at home, do not make a practice, we
aretold, of using It in India. The change of
sentiment In this matter during the last
j quarter of a century has been most
! marked. It is noteworthy that the Ameri
can missionaries had the honor of being
j tho pioneers in bringing about so desira
! ble a result. There was a time when they
j were looked upon as extremists and fanat
ics by the other missionaries of other na
' tionalities, and were subjected to no little
ridicule. A Arm, uncompr imising attitude
has had its effect. The influeuce on the
native church has likewise been whole
some. The vice of intemperance has un
j doubtedly decteased among native Chris
| tians of Madras during the last twenty-live
years when we consider their numerical
growth during the same period. Not that
the drinking habit has by any means been
entirely abandoued; but it is not the re
proach of the community that it once was.
It is u matter of rejoicing that our own
mission lias taken an unflinching stand
from the ilrst on this question.- -Mangla
; Vasanam (India).
"The Poor Man's Club."
The Rev. Walter B. Vassar writes as fol
lows in tile Pittsburg Christian Advocate:
Thesoclal side of the saloon Is the deadliest
and most dangerous phase of il. Just at
i the most dangerous period in a young
man's life, when he is apt to form false no
tions of the restraints of home, the saloons
open their doors and bid him enter. The
estimate Is made that ninety per cent of
all drink-cursed lives began the career of
i the drunkard at the bar of the saloon.
Very strangely, we think, there are some
who, with a false pity for the poor, are will
ing to uphold It for the sake of making
what Is called a "club"for the lowly. If a
tree may be known by its fruits, we may
not be charged with bearing false witness
when we say the institution which Is the
ren lezvous of crooks, which is the center
' of ev«ry influence which makes for the de
moralization of civil government, which
makes it impossible to pass sufficient laws
for civic righteousness, has no right to live.
He who condones Its presence in a com
| inuuity is either blind to lis effect or mor
! ally on a level with it.
Danger in the Nip.
| One of the surest ways of ending one's
days in a madhouse Is tostimulatea fagged
brain by constant "nips" of spirits. Over
| indulgence in spirits injures the memory to
' an incredible degree. In years gone by no
i person who was known to be of iutemper
j ate habits was permitted to appear as a
1 witness in the Spanish Courts of Justice,
the authorities maintaining that aleohoi
. isin was so prejudicial to the brain that It
was unsafe to accept the testimony of au
inebriate. There Is a singular instance on
record of a merchant who grew so accus
tomed to jogging his brain by brandy drink
ing that unless he could procur» a "nip"
he was utterly unable to work. Needless
to say, he generally left his office in a state
of intoxication. The day that Ills brain
eollapsed he went home and Insisted on
putting every member of his family to bed,
under the Impression that they, too, had
drunk not wisely, but too well.
Science Must Not Claim Too Much.
It is well that science has come to the aid
of temperauce. But science canuct win the
battle aloue. To say that alcohol acts so
and so upon the body makes no impressiou
upon the average mind. He needs the ap
peal to the heart. He needs the burning
words of women who have felt, and the im
passioned appeal of the reformed. Ho
needs the recital of the sufferings of
those whom the drink traffic has damned.
The country needs a new campaign of soul
stlrring song and speeches freed from
everything save the need of immediate de
cision agalust the whisky devil—i'lio Up
worth Herald.
Don't Treat.
Tho Omaha World-Herald preaches nn
editorial sermon on "non-treating clubs,"
und says, among other things:
"The treating habit Is responsible for the
bulk of intemperance in this country. Nc
oue has ever yet been able to explain why
it is considered the right tiling to lineup
to a bar and drink on Invitations merely
because somo friend has extended tho In
vitation."
The Crusade In Brief.
finloons are sin and disease breeders,
but, while our Board of Health tacks up
notices of contagious disease, the Board of
Excise tacks up a license to sell drunken
ness.
Medical science Is more and more dis
posed to eschew the me of alcohol in the
treatment of disease because other reme
dies, most of them po'sons, are safer and
more effective.
Among the liberal bequests of tho lat«
Robert C. Billings, of Boston, was one ol
#OO,OOO to tho Institute of Technology fot
tho assistance of students who do uot use
liquor or tobacoo