TROUBLED sleep came at last; morning dawned, the world began to stir, and Ruth awoke with another passage of Milton's in her mind, about the forbidden fruit:—
"Greedily they plucked the fruitage fair to sight,
Like that which grew near the bituminous* lake
where Sodom flamed:
This more delusive, not to touch, but taste deceived;
They, fondly thinking to alter their appetite with gust,
Instead of fruit chewed bitter ashes."
"It's just so with us," said Ruth to herself. "All forbidden fruit, however fair, turns to ashes at last. Here I went to win some social pleasure, loving pleasure more than God, and I've cheated myself. The people who did their duty last night, and went to bed at a seasonable hour, lying down in peace, and sleeping in safety, can get up this morning ready to work for God and humanity. There's Maggie singing like a lark in the kitchen, full of gratitude and joy, and I rise under a cloud, my stomach out of order, my conscience scourging me, unfitted for duty, hollows under my eyes, disappointment in my heart, a feeling of degradation in my soul, and a sense of having injured others and myself, of having wounded Christ, and sent the angels away in sorrow."
Ruth sat down and opened her Bible at random, and this verse met her eye:—
"They that do such things shall not inherit the kingdom of heaven."
"What things?" said Ruth, and then, in all the words of prohibition, "revelings" seemed to stand out most clearly.
"Revelings; I'll look it up in Webster," said Ruth, "and see if I'm guilty. I wonder if last night's doings can be put under this head."
"A riotous feast, a carousal," she read. "Well, what goes to make a riotous feast? Late hours, foolish talking, and something to eat, not necessary to the body's needs or the soul's advancement. Of course, our feast could hardly be called a carousal, but it has some of the features of the veritable thing."
Ruth did not get downstairs till ten o'clock, and then she yawned and felt miserable. Her work waited for her undone, and condemnation rested upon her spirit.
"Well, repenting, I suppose," said Arthur, as he stepped in at noon.
"Yes," said Ruth, "and I hope it is after a godly sort that will not need to be repented of."
"What! are you going to give up all sort of social life?"
"No," said Ruth; "I think there is a kind of social life that has a refining, elevating influence. If we could come into the fellowship I think possible, I believe it would be pleasurable and profitable. Suppose last night we had ordered our conversation aright; we would have had a lovely talk. Think of all the great things we might have talked of—poetry, literature, daily experience. We might have had some really fine music. We all love to sing the beautiful hymns, and much of the music is from Beethoven, Mendelssohn, and the best composers. We all know that the eating of ice-cream and cake at night is not hygienic or necessary, and why not live up to our highest convictions of duty? Then, as we are Christians, does it not seem a horrible waste of money? The heathen are perishing at home and abroad. Little is given to this cause, and when I thought of it last night, I nearly choked on the ice-cream. No, I believe if we are Christians, we had better act like it. How are the people of the world to be converted, if we do not? We believe that the world is soon to come to an end. Just think of it! Shall we act as tho we were to live here forever?
"I tell you, my cousin, I have lived a sentimental Christian life, but, God helping me, I mean to be a Christian in reality. When Jesus comes, He is going to commend those who do the things He has commanded. We are to glorify God in our body and in our spirits, which are His. I believe we may be happy, above anything we have sought in our own pleasure gatherings, in doing good, in following in Jesus' steps, and in devoting our whole life to the cause of truth. I want to sorrow now with godly sorrow that leads to repentance not to be repented of.
"Just look at that text," said Ruth, pointing to the Bible roll on the wall. "'Ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold, from your vain conversation [manner of life] received by tradition from your fathers; but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.'
"'Vain conversation, manner of life;' you see it is vain. It begins and ends with self. It will be swept away, like the chaff it is. O, let us get down to rock bottom and build for eternity!"
"All right, Ruth. Good-afternoon," said Arthur, as he left for his work.
A view of one of the beautiful lakes—Tahoe—of the Sierras, on the border land between California and Nevada, directly west of Carson City, and a little north of east from Sacramento. The above view is north from Emerald Bay. The nearest railway points are on the Southern Pacific, at Lake View, Truckee, or Carson City.
Ruth's serious thoughts turned to thoughts of gratitude and love that we were called to walk worthy of such a high vocation.
FRANCES E. BOLTON.
REMARKABLE CASE OF CAPTAIN JOHN.
By Rev. J. H. Ecob
[By Rev. J. H. Ecob, D.D., in The Christian Life.]
A TRUE TALE.
"The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth; so is every one that is born of the Spirit."
He was a river pirate. His father and father's father were river pirates before him. Heredity had had its way with him. He never read his Bible, for the adequate reason that he had no Bible, and for the still profounder reason that he could not read. He never went to church for the same reason that the fox kept clear of the trap—he might get caught. His hand was against every man, and every man's hand against him. He belonged to "the Jinks tribe." Every one who knew that tribe would instantly exclaim, "Enough said!" A little13hovel under the river bank, a dingy old boat, armed with ax and pike pole, and possibly more questionable implements, were his possessions; the open river and any man's property, the field of his operations. He had a wife after his own heart, and children—well, they were in the Jinks line. The least said the soonest mended. Here Captain John lived and labored at river piracy until he was sixty. Every year he grew more weather-beaten, dark and tough without and within. Ignorance, superstition, whisky, tobacco, blasphemy, vices of all shapes and lines, had united their diabolic forces in begetting a man and molding his life for sixty years.
One day I was called down from my study to see a man. When I entered the room this is what I saw: A man whom I would have pronounced an Indian chief except for his iron gray hair and clothes. He looked from head to foot as if he had been hewn out of a huge log of ancient tawny wood with a broadax, and left in the rough. He fixed his small, keen, gray eyes upon me with the steady glare and fascination of a wild animal, and in just such a voice as must come from such a throat began:
"Be you the minister?"
"Yes, I am."
"Well sumthin's happened to me, and I've come to tell ye."
"May I ask who you are?"
"Yis, ye kin. I'm Captain John, John Jinks. I belong down the river. Sumthin' queer's happened to me. It was yisterday arternoon, and I hain't slept sence, and I hain't e't nothin' neither. I feel so bad. It seems as if eatin' and drinkin' 'ud spile it all till I telled it to some one, that is, to some one as knowed. You're the minister, hain't ye?"
"Yes, captain, what is it?"
"Waal, yisterday arternoon I went out to cut my old woman some wood; I cut a spell, and then I begun to feel kinder bad. I didn't know what ailed me, but I felt bad. I said to myself, I hain't sick. I e't my dinner all right. I hain't got no aiks nor pains. I sot down on a log and looked up and down the river. Thought I'd rest a spell. But the longer I sot the worse I felt. Well, I said to myself, Sumthin's the matter with ye, ole man. Ye hain't never felt like this afore as I re'lect. I guess ye'd better go and lay down. So I went up in my chamber and laid down on the bed. I wasn't sleepy, and I didn't go to sleep neither. But whilst I lay there lookin' up at the rofters, if ye'll believe me, all tu wunst they begun to look shiny. I lay there starin' at 'em till they got as shiny as gold. I remember I sort o' chuckled to myself, sayin', Well, ole man, ye never expected to hev' a chamber with gold rofters, did ye? Then I sot up and looked round, and the hull room was jist as shiny as the rofters. Everythin' in it was so bright it kinder dazzled me like. And the chamber looked bigger. Suddenly, I didn't see 'em come, nor hear 'em, but all tu wunst there was some nice ole men sittin' all round the room. They had white hair and long white clo'es. They was nice-lookin' ole fellers, I tell ye; I never seed none like 'em nowhere. An' they all jest ris right up outen the floor and sot there; jest as I've seen the white mist rise up outen the river. They didn't say nothin' to me, nor I didn't say nothin' to them. We jest sot there and looked at each other. But they looked at me mighty kind and good. And they was all so clean and white, and they looked so kinder soft and nice outen their eyes, that, arter a while, I began to feel shamed. Seemed 's if they were lookin' right into me and all through me; and none on 'em said a wor' till it seemed 's if I'd hev' to holler. Then, if ye'll believe it, all tu wunst there cum flutterin' right down from the gold rofters the pootiest leetle white dove ye ever seed. It seemed 's if its wings was all silver they was so white, an' it hovered down and lit right in the middle of the shiny floor. [So lost was the old man in his vision that he intimated with his great, leathery, square hands the hovering of the dove, bending his body to the floor as if he still saw it.] And when the ole men saw it, they all smiled, an' I smiled too, and when they seed me smilin' at the leetle dove, they smiled ag'in more'n afore. Then all at once my eyes begun to get kinder hazy, and when I looked up at the rofters, I seed they was turning back into wood ag'in, an' the walls they kinder cumed together ag'in, and putty soon there I was in my ole chamber ag'in just as 'twas afore. But I kin tell ye, minister, somehow or other that light oit'n them roffers and clabboards hes got right in here. [He struck his chest a resounding blow that would have felled an ordinary man.] An' that leetle white dove seem 's if I can jest feel it right in here a fluttering them leetle shiny wings all covered with silver, an', I tell ye, I never felt nothin' like it afore."
Here the old man's voice failed, and the tears streamed down his seamed, weather-beaten face.
"An' what's strange, minister, I don't want to go on the river no more; an' I can't swear no more; it scares me, for them nice ole men seem to be jest lookin' right into me. An' then I feel jest like prayin', but I'm kinder feared to do that, 'cause I've done nothin' but swear ever sence I can remember. An' I don't know what ye ought to say, so jest look up into the sky an' say, 'O Lord, don't let that shiny feelin' and that leetle dove git outen my heart.'"
"My ole woman says I'm sick; but I hain't sick; never felt so well in my life. I hain't e't nor slept any for nigh onto a day and night. But how kin ye eat and sleep when ye feel jest lik' shoutin' and singin' and runnin' and jumpin' all the time. I tell her if this is bein' sick, I wish I'd never been well, nor ever 'ad git well ag'in. I want to be sick all the rest of my life if this is bein' sick. And now, minister, I've cum to ask ye what to do, for it seems 's if sumthin' ought to be done; an' sumthin' kept a sayin' inside here, 'Go'n see that minister, go'n see that minister, and he'll tell ye what to do.'"
The old man paused and turned to me with the simple, eager expectation of a child. My heart sank within me, for it flashed upon me that there was a mind utterly vacant of the regulation biblical and church lore. There was no starting-point. So, putting up a little prayer for help (such a prayer is sometimes like a flash light to the soul), I determined to follow my impulses. I went to the old man with outstretched hands, putting one in his hand and one on his shoulder, for I felt strangely drawn to him, and said: "Captain John, my dear brother, the Lord has been with you. For your life, don't you do, or say, or think anything to darken that light in your heart, or to soil the wings of that little dove. Now let us get down on our knees here and pray." We poured out our hearts in thanksgiving and prayer. I knew he was praying with me by the deep sighs and groans and hearty: "Yes, yes."
The rest of Captain John's story is soon told. From that time on he was a new being. He soon found reputable work. Blasphemy and vulgarity passed as by magic from his speech. He was a constant and most devout worshiper at church and prayer-meeting. Often when I came down from the pulpit, Captain John would be waiting for me, his face aglow; he would seize my hands in a vice-like grip, saying: "Ye got it right, minister, ye got it right this morning; I knew it, I knew it; glory be to His name!"
We never failed of a good prayer-meeting when Captain John was present. A few fresh and startling words from him would instantly dissipate the air of reality which too often broods over such assemblies, and bring us to a consciousness of His presence who speaks to His children heart to heart. If we were in a leaden mood, the brethren solemnly and perfunctorily occupying the time, a deep groan from Captain John, or a suppressed, "Hallelujah!" would startle us from our drowsiness like a call from heaven. A sense of shame would steal upon us that we could be so slow and dull of heart when there was one in our midst filled with glory and triumph.
So he lived in the joy of the Lord, growing in grace and in favor with God and man. That first light, caught from the gold roffers and clapboards of his poor little garret, never seemed to fade. The white dove in his heart had never taken its flight. Captain John died in the vision and victory of the light which came down out of God from heaven and fell in transfiguration upon the poor little pirate hut under the river bank.
What, then, did happen to Captain John?—No ministers, no churches, no means of grace, had any connection with him. He seemed to be excluded from all our conditions of salvation. None of our carefully-prepared definitions of conversion fit his case. I wonder if this is a sample copy of the conversion of a heathen? Captain John was a heathen. Will some one give us an adequate account of this conversion, and then name the orthodox denomination whose creed covers this case?
"It is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth."
THE HOME
TO THE TEMPEST-TOSSED.
By Vina A. Sumner
O ye tempest-tossed lives, in a dark cruel sea,
Near the breakers, where dashes the storm,
A glad ray of hope dawns, glorious and free,
And light from its haven is shining for thee,
A beacon star, pointing from harm!
Then turn your sad eyes from the perilous gloom
That threatens your life to destroy,
From billows which hunger your soul to entomb,
To the kindly, the soul-cheering rays that illumine
Your path to a region of joy.
With wide outstretched arms, Christ beckons to save,
And fold your poor soul to His breast;
His pleading voice sounds far over the wave,
To rescue your perishing life from the grave.
O! fly to his haven of rest.
Too long hast thou wandered from His loving voice,
The sweetest that mortals e'er heard;
Come, prodigal, back to thy home, and rejoice
Its sad, waiting hearts; this day be thy choice,
Their love and forgiveness preferred.
Love's voice ever sounds o'er sin's raging deep,
And would call every wanderer in;
How can you refuse to listen, and leap
From the wo that enthrals and threatens to sweep
Your soul to the maelstrom of sin?
Then grasp the kind hand that reaches for thee,
And pull for thy life to the shore;
It will bear thee away from the treacherous sea
That holds thy frail bark in captivity,
And guide and protect evermore.
VINA A. SUMNER.
Syracuse, N. Y.
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International.—A report from Bolivia states that the insurgent troops have met and defeated those of the president. It is also reported that the rebellion in Ecuador is proving successful, and that President Alfaro has been repulsed in his effort to retake a city captured by the rebels. . . . Telegraphic communication has been interrupted between Cape Town and Johannesburg, owing to a riot at the latter place between British residents and the Boers. It is anticipated that the rulers of the Dutch republic have taken stringent action against the British residents and other foreigners. . . . A terrible battle is reported from the Yemen division of Arabia between the Turks and Arabs, in which 4,000 of the latter were killed and 2,000 of the Turks. Altho the battle occurred on November 30, news of the engagement did not reach the outside world until January 13. All the commanding positions in that vicinity are occupied by the rebellious Arabs, who prefer to die fighting rather than yield. The rebellion against Turkish rule is said to be spreading throughout that region. . . . After the kaiser's visit to Constantinople and reception by the sultan, he directed that a perfect working model of the latest Krupp field cannon be sent to the sultan. The sultan has now ordered 162 of these cannons and 30,000 shrapnel shells.
It is reported from Afghanistan that an alliance has been formed between the shah of Persia and the czar of Russia, and that the Russians are to build the railroad through Persia to the Arabian Sea. . . . Russian officials are reported as stating that the czar's peace proposals are not understood; that he does not urge disarmament, but does propose that the policy of increase in armament be abandoned. The expenditures of the Russian Government on railways during the past year have amounted to 99,000,000 rubles, a proof of her unparalleled efforts to extend her railway system. . . . England is to build six more first-class battle-ships immediately, besides a number of cruisers. That these are regarded by the government as necessary is shown by the fact that two of them have been ordered built before the money to pay for them has been appropriated. . . . The largest steamer ever built was successfully launched at Belfast, Ireland, on January 14. She is 704 feet long, and her tonnage is 17,000. The vessel belongs to the White Star line, and is named the Oceanic. . . . In Paris the Dreyfus agitation is still intense. The Court of Cassation is accused by one of its members, who has now resigned, of attempting to subvert justice and release Dreyfus in spite of his guilt. Serious disturbances have occurred in the Chamber of Deputies in consequence of these accusations. These things, taken in connection with the reports of Bonapartist intreagues against the republic, are setting France in such a turmoil as she has not experienced in many years. . . . The report from Madrid recently that Spain was preparing to sell the Caroline, Ladrone, and Pelew Islands, is said to have been confirmed, as Spain finds herself unable to provide the necessary naval and military force to protect them.
Casualties and Calamities.—The annual report of the English registrar-general shows that over 100,000 persons died during the past year of tuberculosis in England and Wales alone. . . . The British ship Ross-shire and the French ship Dugusclin collided in the English Channel on January 6, and the latter vessel went down immediately, with eleven of her crew. The British ship lost one man. . . . A large boiler which was being tested in the ship-building yards at Barking, England, burst on January 6, killing eleven persons and injuring forty. The yards and many buildings in the vicinity were wrecked. . . . Hundreds of destitute men are thronging the city of Dawson without money or food or supplies of any kind, and much suffering is expected in consequence. . . . Many Yukon River steamers are reported caught in the ice in unprotected places, and will be total wrecks when the ice breaks up in the spring. . . . Two passenger trains collided on the Lehigh Valley Road at West Dunellen, N. J., on January 9, in which eighteen persons were killed and over twenty-five injured. . . . A severe rain and wind storm visited England, Ireland, Scotland, and the continent on January 12 and 13, dismantling houses, overflowing rivers, inundating streets and fields, flooding buildings, disorganizing the railway and telegraph services, and drowning cattle and sheep. A number of lives were lost in the gale. . . . Owing to the terrible ravages of the rinderpest and the prolonged drought, South Africa is threatened with a meal famine, and the price of living is rapidly advancing. . . . Great excitement is reported in Baxter County, Arkansas, over mysterious cases of poisoning. No less than six men have become victims of the poison fiend in the immediate vicinity of Mountain Home, the county seat, within a few days, and others have been saved only by prompt medical attention. . . . The British bark Andelana was struck by a gale in the harbor of Tacoma, Washington, on January 14, and being poorly ballasted, turned over and went down with her captain and crew of seventeen men. . . . Five small boys of South Gibson, Pa., were drowned on January 17 in a mill pond at that place. The boys had coasted down a hill onto the pond, when the sled broke through the ice.
Domestic.—Archbishop Ireland has left for Rome for a personal interview and conference with the pope on matters closely connected with the changed conditions in the Catholic Church in the islands ceded or relinquished by Spain. His visit at this time has special significance, in view of the apparent close friendship between the archbishop and President McKinley. . . . One of the largest wholesale and retail establishments in the South, located at Memphis, Tennessee, was totally destroyed by fire on January 13, together with the entire stock of goods. The loss is placed at $450,000. . . . By a recent decision of the Hawaiian Supreme Court, Chinese will no longer be allowed to land in the islands except under the conditions of the United States restriction acts. . . . The United States cruiser Albany, which has been building at Newcastle, England, was launched on January 14. She is a sister ship of the New Orleans, which was purchased in England before the breaking out of the war. . . . The United States gunboat Helena arrived at Port Said on January 15, and proceeded through the Suez Canal on her way to Manila. . . . The United States transport Grant, formerly the Mohawk, sailed from New York on January 16, with recruits for the Philippines, and will proceed to her destination through the Suez Canal. . . . A sensation has been occasioned during the week by the severe and abusive attack upon Major-General Miles by Commissary-General C. P. Eagan, over the question of the meat furnished the soldiers during the campaign in Cuba and the island of Porto Rico. It is expected that General Eagan will be court-martialed. . . . According to a despatch from Rome, the pope has published a letter summoning the bishops of North and South America to Rome for a council. . . . Joseph H. Choat, of New York, has been appointed by the President to fill the position of Ambassador to Great Britain.
Cuba.—Occasional riots are reported from Havana, but all have been quickly suppressed and quiet restored. There is great rejoicing in the province of Santiago over the published statements that that province is to have an autonomous government. It is also reported that the Cuban soldiers are to be paid the sum of $20,000,000 by the United States for services during their rebellion against Spain, and that this amount is to be repaid by the Cuban Government when it is established, the customs receipts of the island to be given as security for the repayment. About one thousand men are engaged in the work of cleaning the streets of Havana, and 100 resident physicians are making a house-to-house inspection of the city to compel obedience to the new sanitary regulations. The offices of the city are being put into the hands of native Cubans, but the police force is being organized from the Cuban and Spanish residents alike. . . . The president has decided and ordered that the customs receipts of the various ports of entry in Cuba shall remain in the provinces where collected, only a small per cent. of them being forwarded to Havana for the maintenance of the general government.
The Philippines.—The situation at Iloilo and at Manila has not materially changed during the week. The Philippine army at Manila is encamped close around the city, but no outbreak has yet occurred between the two forces. Altho the Filipinos are said to be growing less hostile to the Americans, the latter have not landed yet at Iloilo to take possession of that city. . . . President McKinley has made up a Commission of Inquiry for the Philippines, to investigate conditions there for the enlightenment of the cabinet, and to deal in a diplomatic way with the Filipino leaders. . . . A censorship has been established over the telegraph service at Manila by order of the President. . . . Three envoys of Aguinaldo arrived in San Francisco on January 14, and proceeded to Washington to plead in behalf of the independence of the Philippine republic. . . . Spanish soldiers in the Philippines have begun to leave for Spain. There are yet 7,500 in the islands to be repatriated. The Filipino government at Malolos announces that it is preparing to release the Spanish civilian prisoners in the hands of the insurgents, but not the friars.
New Trusts.—Two companies which are to build and operate horseless trucks in New York have been incorporated in New Jersey. One has a capital of $10,000,000 and the other a capital of $7,000,000. . . . The consolidation of all the salmon canneries of the Columbia River has at last been practically accomplished. The new concern will begin operations on the 1st of February, with a capital stock of $2,000,000. . . . All the important companies in the world engaged in the production of borax and boracic acid have combined. This organization will be known as the Borax Consolidated Limited, with a capital of $7,000,000.
Obituary.—Charles Chiniquy, author of "Fifty Years in the Church of Rome," also known as "Father Chiniquy, the Apostle of Temperance," died at Montreal, Canada, on January 16, at the age of 90. . . . Nelson Dingley, of Maine, author of the Dingley Tariff Bill, and Republican leader in the House of Representatives, died at Washington, January 13, of pneumonia. The remains lay in state in the capitol building, and the funeral was conducted in the House of Representatives on January 16.
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