Earlier text: LAKE SIDE AND LOCUST GROVELOVE OF THE WORLD.
By Mrs. E. G. White
The temptation endured by our Saviour upon the exceeding high mountain is one of the leading temptations which humanity must meet. The kingdoms of the world in their glory were presented to him by Satan as a gift, upon condition that he would yield to him honor as to a superior. This temptation, so strongly felt yet so quickly overcome by our Saviour, would not have been met by him were it not that man must be tested on the same point. In his example of resistance, he gave us a copy of the course we should pursue when Satan comes to us individually, to lead us from our integrity. No man can be a follower of Christ and yet place his affections upon the things of the world. John in his epistle writes, “Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him.” Our Redeemer, who met this temptation of Satan in its fullest power, is acquainted with man’s danger of yielding to temptation to love the world. Christ identifies himself with humanity by bearing the test upon this point and overcoming in man’s behalf. He has also guarded with warnings this very point where Satan best succeeds in his temptations to man. He says: “Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in Heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal. For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon.” Here Christ has brought before us two masters, God and the world, and has plainly presented the fact that it is impossible for us to serve both. If our love for this world predominates, we shall not appreciate the things above all others worthy of our attention. The love of the world ever excludes the love of God, and makes our eternal welfare secondary to our worldly interests. In this way Satan gains from man the homage he failed to receive from Christ, and ruins his prospect for the future. In Satan’s temptations, he makes the world very attractive, and thus secures the affections of professed Christians for riches and worldly honor. With a large majority the more riches they get the less love they have for precious truth and the less interest for its advancement. The works of those men who have an insane love for riches, show that it is not possible for them to serve two masters, God and mammon. Money is their god. They yield homage to its power. They serve the world to all intents and purposes. Their honor, which is their birthright, is sacrificed for worldly gain. This ruling power controls their minds, and they will violate the law of God to serve personal interests, that their earthly treasure may increase. Many profess the religion of Christ who love not and heed not the letter or principles of Christ’s teachings. They give the best of their strength to worldly pursuits, and bow down to mammon. It is alarming that so many are deceived by Satan, and their imaginations excited by their brilliant prospects of worldly gain. But they become infatuated with the prospect of perfect happiness acquired by the honor and wealth of the world. Satan tempts them with the alluring bribe, “All this will I give thee,” all this power, all this wealth, with which you may do a great amount of good. But when the object for which they have labored is gained, they have no connection with the self-denying Redeemer, which would make them partakers of the divine nature. They hold to their earthly treasures, and despise the requirements of self-denial and self-sacrifice for Christ. They have no desire to part with the dear earthly treasures upon which their hearts are set. They have exchanged masters, and accepted mammon in the place of Christ. Mammon is their god, and mammon they serve. Satan deals with men more guardedly than he dealt with Christ in the wilderness of temptation, for he is admonished that there he lost his case. He does not come to man directly and demand homage by outward worship. He simply asks men to place their affections upon the good things of this world. If he succeeds in engaging the mind and affections, the heavenly attractions are eclipsed. All he asks of man is to fall under the deceitful power of his temptations, to love the world, to love rank and position, to love money, and to place his affections upon earthly treasures. If he secures this, he gains all he asked of Christ. The example of Christ shows us that our only hope of victory is in continual resistance of Satan’s attacks. He who triumphed over the adversary of souls in the conflict of temptation understands Satan’s power over the race, and has conquered him in our behalf. As an overcomer, he has given us the advantage of his victory, that in our efforts to resist the temptations of Satan we may unite our weakness to his strength, our worthlessness to his merits. And sustained by his enduring might under the strength of temptation, we may resist in his all-powerful name, and overcome as he overcame. It was through inexpressible suffering that our Redeemer placed redemption within our reach. He was in this world unhonored and unknown, that through his wonderful condescension and humiliation he might exalt man to receive heavenly honors and immortal joys in his kingly courts. Will fallen man murmur because Heaven can be obtained only by conflict, self-abasement, and toil? The inquiry of many proud hearts is, Why need I go in humiliation and penitence before having the assurance of my acceptance with God? Why is not the path to Heaven less difficult, and more pleasant and attractive? We refer all these doubting, murmuring ones to the great Example, while suffering under the load of man’s guilt, and enduring the keenest pangs of hunger. He was the Prince of Heaven; but on man’s behalf he became sin for the race. “He was wounded for our transgressions; he was bruised for our iniquities. The chastisement of our peace was upon him, and with his stripes we are healed.” Christ sacrificed everything for man, in order to make it possible for him to gain Heaven. Now it is for fallen man to show what he will sacrifice on his own account, for Christ’s sake, that he may win immortal glory. Those who have any just sense of the magnitude of salvation, and of its cost, will never murmur that their sowing must be in tears, and that conflict and self-denial are the Christian’s portion in this life. The conditions of salvation for man are ordained of God. Self-abasement and cross-bearing are the provisions made for the repenting sinner to find comfort and peace. The thought that Jesus submitted to humiliation and sacrifice that man will never be called to endure, should hush every murmuring voice. The sweetest joy comes to man through his sincere repentance toward God because of the transgression of his law, and faith in Jesus Christ as the sinner’s redeemer and advocate. Men labor at great cost for the treasures of this life. They suffer toil and endure hardships and privations to gain some worldly advantage. Why should the sinner be less willing to endure, and suffer, and sacrifice, for an imperishable treasure, a life that runs parallel with the life of God, a crown of immortal glory that fadeth not away? The infinite treasures of Heaven, the inheritance which passeth all estimate in value, which is an eternal weight of glory, must be obtained by us at any cost. We should not murmur at self-denial; for the Lord of life and glory endured it before us. Suffering and deprivation we will not avoid; for the Majesty of Heaven accepted these in behalf of sinners. Sacrifice of convenience and ease should not cause one thought of repining, because the world’s Redeemer has accepted all these in our behalf. It costs us far less in every respect, making the largest estimate of every self-denial, privation, and sacrifice, than it did the Prince of life. Any sacrifice that we may make sinks into insignificance in comparison with that which Christ made in our behalf. TOM DARCY, yet a young man, had grown to be a very hard one. At heart he might have been all right, if his head and his will had been all right; but these things being wrong, the whole machine was going to the bad very fast, though there were times when the heart felt something of its own truthful yearnings. Tom had lost his place as foreman of the great machine shop, and what money he now earned came from odd jobs of tinkering which he was able to do here and there at private houses; for Tom was a genius as well as a mechanic, and when his head was steady enough he could mend a clock or clean a watch as well as he could set up and regulate a steam engine, and this latter he could do better than any other man ever employed by the Scott Falls Manufacturing Company. One day Tom was engaged to mend a broken mowing machine and reaper, for which he received five dollars; and on the following morning he started out for his old haunt, the village tavern. He knew that his wife sadly needed the money, and that his two little children were absolutely suffering for want of clothing, and that morning he held a debate with the better part of himself, but the better part had become weak and shaky, and the demon of appetite carried the day. So away to the tavern Tom went, where, for two or three hours, he felt the exhilarating effects of the alcoholic draft, and fancied himself happy, as he could sing and laugh; but, as usual, stupefaction followed, and the man died out. He drank while he could stand, and then lay down in a corner, where his companions left him. It was late at night, almost midnight, when the landlord's wife came to the bar-room to see what kept her husband up, and she quickly saw Tom. "Peter," said she, not in a pleasant mood, "why don't you send that miserable Tom Darcy home? He's been hanging around here long enough." "Peter," said she, not in a pleasant mood, "why don't you send that miserable Tom Darcy home? He's been hanging around here long enough."107 Tom's stupefaction was not sound sleep. The dead coma had left his brain, and the calling of his name stung his senses to keen attention. He had an insane love of rum, but did not love the landlord. In other years Peter Tindar and himself had loved and wooed the sweet maiden—Ellen Goss—and he won her, leaving Peter to take up with the vinegary spinster who had brought him to the tavern, and he knew that lately the tapster had gloated over the misery of the woman who had once discarded him. "Why don't you send him home?" demanded Mrs. Tindar, with an impatient stamp of her foot. "Hush, Betsy! he's got money. Let him be, and he'll be sure to spend it before he goes home. I'll have the kernel of that nut, and his wife may have the husk." With a sniff and a snap Betsy turned away, and shortly afterward Tom Darcy lifted himself up on his elbow. "Ah, Tom, are you awake?" "Then rouse up and have a warm glass." "No; I won't drink any more to-night." "It won't hurt you, Tom—just one glass." "I know it won't!" said Tom, buttoning up his coat by the solitary button left. "I know it won't!" And with this he went out into the chill air of the midnight. When he got away from the shadow of the tavern, he stopped and looked up at the stars, and then he looked down upon the earth. "Aye," he muttered, grinding his heel in the gravel, "Peter Tindar is taking the kernel, and leaving poor Ellen the worthless husk—a husk more than worthless! and I am helping him to do it. I am robbing my wife of joy, robbing my dear children of honor and comfort, and robbing myself of love and life—just that Peter Tindar may have the kernel and Ellen the husk! We'll see!" It was a revelation to the man. The tavern-keeper's speech, meant not for his ears, had come on his senses as fell the voice of the Risen One upon Saul of Tarsus. "We'll see!" he said, setting his foot firmly upon the ground; and then he wended his way homeward. On the following morning he said to his wife: "Ellen, have you any coffee in the house?" "Yes, Tom." She did not tell him that her sister had given it to her. She was glad to hear him ask for coffee, instead of the old, old cider. "I wish you would make me a cup, good and strong." There was really music in Tom's voice, and the wife set about her work with a strange flutter at her heart. Tom drank two cups of the strong, fragrant coffee, and then went out—went out with a resolute step, and walked straight to the great manufactory, where he found Mr. Scott in his office. "Mr. Scott, I want to learn my trade over again." "Eh, Tom, what do you mean?" "I mean that it's Tom Darcy come back to the old place, asking forgiveness for the past and hoping to do better in the future." "Tom," cried the manufacturer, starting forward and grasping his hand, "are you in earnest? Is it really the old Tom?" "It's what's left of him, sir, and we'll have him whole and strong very soon, if you'll only set him at work." "Work! Aye, Tom, and bless you, too. There is an engine to be set up and tested to-day. Come with me." Tom's hands were weak and unsteady, but his brain was clear, and under his skillful supervision the engine was set up and tested; but it was not perfect. There were mistakes which he had to correct, and it was late in the evening when the work was complete. "How is it now, Tom?" asked Mr. Scott, as he came into the testing-house and found the workmen ready to depart. "She's all right, sir. You may give your warrant without fear." "God bless you, Tom! You don't know how sweet music the old voice sounds. Will you take your old place again?" "Wait till Monday morning, sir. If you will offer it to me then, I will take it." At the little cottage Ellen Darcy's fluttering heart was sinking. That morning, after Tom had gone, she had found a dollar bill in the coffee-cup. She knew that he left it for her. She had been out and bought tea and sugar, and flour and butter, and a bit of tender steak; and all day long a ray of light had been dancing and shimmering before her—a ray from the blessed light of other days. With prayer and hope she had set out the tea-table, and waited; but the sun went down and no Tom came. Eight o'clock—and almost nine. Hark! The old step! quick, strong, eager for home. Yes, it was Tom, with the old grime upon his hands, and the odor of oil upon his garments. "I have kept you waiting, Nellie." "I did not mean to, but the work hung on." "Tom! Tom! You have been to the old shop." "Yes, and I'm bound to have the old place, and—" And she threw her arms around his neck, and covered his face with kisses. "Nellie, darling, wait a little, and you shall have the old Tom back again." "Oh, Tom! I've got him now! God bless you, my husband!" It was a banquet of the gods, that supper—of the household gods all restored—with the bright angels of peace and joy spreading their wings over the board. On the following Monday morning, Tom Darcy assumed his place at the head of the great machine shop, and those who thoroughly knew him had no fear of his going back into the slough of joylessness. A few days later, Tom met Peter Tindar on the street. "Eh, Tom, old boy, what's up?" "I am up, right side up." "Yes, I see; but I hope you haven't forsaken us, Tom?" "I have forsaken only the evil you have in store, Peter. The fact is, I concluded that my wife and little ones had fed on husks long enough, and if there was a good kernel left in my heart, or in my manhood, they should have it." "Ah, you heard what I said to my wife that night?" "Yes, Peter; and I shall be grateful to you for it as long as I live. My remembrance of you will always be relieved by that tinge of warmth and brightness." In the current number of the Medical Record Dr. Hammond says that when you poke the end of your finger in your ear, the roaring noise you hear is the sound of the circulation in your finger; which is a fact, as any one can demonstrate for himself by first putting his fingers in his ears and then stopping them with other substance. Try it and think what a wonder of a machine your body is, that even the points of your fingers are such busy workshops that they roar like a small Niagara. The roaring is probably more than the noise of the circulation of the blood. It is the voice of all the vital processes together—the tearing down and building up processes that are always going forward in every living body from conception to death. THE SABBATH AND TEMPERANCE.
By H. D. Clarke
The following article by H. D. Clarke, is taken from The New Era, the temperance organ of Otsego and Delaware counties, published at Cooperstown, N. Y. An occasional paper will open its columns for the presentation of truth for which let us "thank God and take courage." A few plain facts concerning the two great reforms of the age may not come amiss now while the people are on tip-toe of expectation. I refer to temperance reform and Sabbath reform. The latter comprehends more than most people are aware. That there is to be a grand fulfillment of prophecy concerning God's holy Sabbath seems to me to be apparent if I read aright the signs of the times. It is not my purpose in this article to speak at length of Sabbath reform in general or particular. I will simply say that the Christian world, with the exception of a few hundred thousand, have the Bible Sabbath under their feet, and are praising and petting a rival, man-made Sabbath. God says take your feet off his holy day. (Read Isaiah 58:13, Exodus 20:8-11, Revelation 14:12.) Concerning the late struggle in Newark, N. J., the Chicago Tribune says: "The clergy established a control over the Common Council after the election a year ago, and induced it to enact certain Sunday ordinances aimed at the suppression of the Sunday newspapers, running horse cars on Sunday, keeping open butcher shops and drug stores, as well as beer saloons, and concert gardens. The enforcement failed to promote vital piety or increase the attendance at church, which was the original clerical purpose of the compulsory Sunday ordinances." What does this and similar instances show? Simply this: that the effort of a large class is not so much to abolish the liquor traffic as to enforce the observance of a man-made Sabbath. Again, the second resolution of our Prohibition State Platform is a bid for the enforcement of the Sunday laws. While I am a Prohibitionist, and believe it the duty of every Christian to always vote as he prays, and seek by every honorable means to crush out the hell-born traffic, I protest against any attempt to hinge on the laws which are in direct conflict with the immutable law of God, or of any State law compelling men to observe religious ordinances. Hypocrites are too numerous already without the State manufacturing them. Why suppress the liquor traffic on Sunday any more than on Wednesday? Is it sin to do common labor on the first day of the week? Yes, says some reader. Well, my friend, will you tell me what sin is? You reply that the Bible says, "Sin is the transgression of the law." What law? The law of God as found in Sacred Writ. Very well, will you find the law forbidding work on the first day? No such law is found in the Bible, but I do find in the law which Christ says he "came not to destroy," in that law that Paul calls "holy, just, and good," "that the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord thy God, in it thou shalt not do any work." Did God mean it? And will he hold the man guiltless that willfully disregards it? But I do not ask the State to enforce its observance, neither have my temperance friends authority to compel me to penal laws to observe the first day of the week, when God commands you and me to work on it. I challenge any Bible student to find in the sacred Scriptures any authority for keeping holy the Sunday, either by a divine law or by any apostolic example. No such instance is therein found. 'Tis true that religious teachers have interpreted their ideas of such a thing into three or four texts, but it is not there, and the most reliable church historians have failed to give us any evidence of Sunday-keeping by Christians until many scores of years after Christ's ascension. Then Gentile Christians hated Jews to such an extent that they came to hate God's Sabbath, and down through the ages this rival Sabbath has become generally observed (only as a holiday) as a result of imperial decrees and ecclesiastical councils that have fulfilled the prophecy of Daniel 7:25. Neander, the great church historian, says: "The festival of Sunday, like all other festivals, was only a human ordinance." I humbly pray my temperance friends to be consistent if they would march out boldly to meet the rum elements, and especially if they would have God's approval. But when you use the blessed temperance cause to break down the Papal Sunday which is unscriptural, then defect will be plainly marked on our banners. — Sabbath Recorder. Where Ministry Should Begin
JESUS teaches all his servants by his example where their ministry is to begin—namely, with the doctrine of repentance. In my early Christian life, says President Finney, I heard a Methodist Bishop report a case that made a deep impression on my mind. He said there was, in his neighborhood, a gentleman of fortune, who was a gay, agreeable man, and gave himself much to various field sports, and other amusements. He used to associate much with his pastor, and often invite him to dinner, and accompany him in his sport and pleasure-seeking excursions of various kinds. The minister cheerfully complied with these requests, and a friendship grew up between the pastor and his parishioner, that grew into an intimacy which continued till the last sickness of this gay and wealthy man. When the wife of this worldling was apprised that her husband could live but a short time, she was much alarmed for his salvation, and tenderly inquired if she should not call in their minister to converse and pray with him. He feelingly replied, "No, my dear, he is not the man for me to see now. He was my companion, as you know, in worldly sports and pleasure-seeking; he loved good dinners and a jolly time. I then enjoyed his society, and found him a pleasant companion. But I see now that I never had any real confidence in the efficacy of his prayers. I am now a dying man, and need the instruction and prayers of somebody that can prevail with God. We have been much together; but our pastor has never been in serious earnest with me about the salvation of my soul, and he is not the man to help me now." The wife was greatly affected, and said, "What shall I do then?" He replied, "My coachman, Tom, is a pious man. I have often overheard him pray when about the barn or stables, and his prayers have always struck me as being sincere and earnest. I never heard any foolishness from him. He has always been honest and earnest as a Christian man. Call him." Tom was called, and came within the door, dropping his hat, and looking tenderly and compassionately at his dying master. The dying man put forth his hand, saying, "Come here, Tom. Take my hand. Tom, can you pray for your dying master?" Tom poured out his soul in earnest prayer. I cannot remember the name of this bishop, it was so long ago; but the story I well remember as an illustration of the mistake into which many professors and some ministers fall, supposing that we recommend religion to the unconverted by mingling with them in their pleasures and their running after amusements. I have seen many illustrations of this mistake.—Guide to Holiness. How few persons there are whose lives are governed entirely from principle rather than inclination. Even those of us who may be endeavoring to live for high purposes, come far short. How often we find our convictions of right and duty questioning if it might not be as well for us to yield to inclination, just for the time, promising our disturbed consciences that we will make up for the present indulgence by more vigorous self-denial and strict attention to business. Vain, fallacious reasoning of a weak nature! We can never make up one neglected opportunity, one misspent hour, one wrong, selfish act. Once past, the opportunity unimproved, the hour wasted, the act committed, it is beyond our reach to recall, except in thoughts of regret. We may atone for it, but we can never change the past. Alas! how painfully we are aware of the fact. Then should we all endeavor the more earnestly to make our lives embodiments of principle; for we all know that, after all, the path of duty, though sometimes rugged, is not without sweet pleasure; and let us never follow our inclinations if they would lead us away from right. Then shall we be permitted at last to look back upon our lives with satisfaction, feeling that we did what we could, and that our Father regards us with smiles of approval.—Ex. The Excise and Intemperance
"The excise is fattened with the rich result
Of all this riot. The ten thousand casks
Forever dribbling out their base contents,
Touched by the Midas finger of the state,
Bleed gold for government to vote away.
Drink and be mad, then; 'tis your country bids!"
—Bismarck is again ill.
—Complete anarchy prevails in Abyssinia.
—New Orleans is threatened with an inundation.
—A disastrous fire is raging at Copenhagen, Denmark.
—Grant and party arrived in the city of Mexico, February 21.
—The decrease in the public debt during February was $5,672,019.
—Vera Sassulitch, the noted female Nihilist has been arrested in St. Petersburg.
—Lowell manufactories have advanced wages without any appeal from the operatives.
—A steamer has sailed from London with a cable to connect Manilla and Hong Kong.
—Bi sulphide of carbon and petroleum are mentioned as a new motor to supplant steam.
—The Princess Louise is quite ill at Ottawa, Ont., the result of a recent sleighing accident.
—Printing paper has risen in price, nearly 50 per cent, since the business revival in the East.
—The king of the Belgians is sending six small steamers to Stanley, for use on the Congo river.
—A fire at Albany, N. Y. on 26th ult., destroyed eleven blocks. Loss estimated at over $100,000.
—The immigration to Kansas this year from the East promises to be heavier than any previous year.
—An Indian steamer, name unknown, is reported foundered, and five Europeans, and fifty-nine natives lost.
—The U. S. Steamer, Marion, has arrived at Montevideo with six officers, and fifteen men prostrated with the yellow fever.
—The Pacific Mail Steamship Company, and the railroads have about arrived at an understanding, and the recent low rates will soon be a thing of the past.
—The total coinage of the U. S. mints during February was $8,169,969, of which $2,300,400 were silver dollars.
—A Socialist school has been opened in New York. Its avowed object is to counteract the teaching of priests.
—34,000,000 bushels of wheat, and 64,000,000 bushels of corn were received in the Chicago market during the year 1879.
—The new French Atlantic Cable Company, has adopted a schedule of rates 33 per cent lower than the existing rates.
—The German Government has revived the scheme of cutting a ship canal between the Baltic Sea, and the German Ocean.
—Seven hundred and fifty pieces of property have been sold for delinquent taxes in Oakland. The list embraced about 1800 pieces.
—Indictments have been found against the Controller, City Treasurer, and City Clerk of Elizabeth, N. J., for conspiracy to defraud the city.
—A company of U. S. Infantry has been ordered to Coffeyville, Kansas, to prevent a threatened invasion of the Indian Territory by white settlers.
—Beecher's sentiment: "We must see to it that the Mongolian shall be as free to set his foot on the western coast, as the Irishman is to set his foot on the eastern coast."
—The Sunday evening service at a school-house near Seward, Neb., was ended in a free fight, in which one man was mortally, and four others seriously wounded.
—Dr. H. H. Toland, who for many years had stood at the head of the medical profession on the Pacific Coast, died suddenly at his residence in San Francisco on the 27th ult., aged 72 years.
—On the 25th ult., a large tenants-rights meeting near Portadown, County Armagh, Ireland, was attacked by 3,000 Orange men armed with clubs, who dispersed the meeting. Twenty persons were seriously injured.
—By a snow-slide in Logan Canyon, twenty miles from Logan, Utah, on the 27th ult., six men and several teams were buried. Four men were dug out, but two men and three teams at last accounts, were still under the snow.
—Rev. Edward Cowley has been sent to Blackwell's Island prison to serve a sentence of one year for maltreating children in his charge, which is rather embarrassing for him, considering that he was once chaplain at that place.
—Two of the Ute murderers concerned in the White River massacre, have been forwarded to Washington, and are confined in Fortress Monroe. One other chief, Douglass, is confined at Fort Leavenworth. No more have yet been surrendered.
—Of 5,000 inhabitants in the winter Palace, St. Petersburg, recent investigations show that there were more than 100 who had no occupation or right in the Palace; mere vagabonds, friends of workmen, etc. This human rubbish is being cleared out.
—In the interior of Russia diphtheria is raging as an epidemic, and committing terrible havoc. In two provinces alone more than 50,000 people have been carried away by it, whole villages being almost depopulated. The distress is heightened by shortness of crops which foreshadows a famine.
—The Berlin police seem to know much more about the Nihilists movements in St. Petersburg, than the authorities of that city. They forewarned the Czar of the Winter Palace affair, and have now declared that the Nihilists intend to blow up three principal streets in St. Petersburg on the 2d of March.
—In defiance of injunctions issued by the courts, Jay Gould's new telegraph company, the American Union, has seized the wires of the Western Union telegraph company, along the lines of the Kansas Pacific, Central Branch Union Pacific, St. Joseph, and Western, and Denver Pacific Railroads, and cut the connections with the Western Union offices.
—The Legislature of Oregon at its last session passed a law prohibiting contractors from employing Chinese on any public works of the State under severe penalty. The Common Council of Portland also passed an ordinance prohibiting the employment of Chinese on street improvements and other public works of the city. The contractors brought suit in the State Circuit Court to test the validity of the law. This case was decided by Judge Bellinger in favor of the constitutionality of the law, and was appealed to the Supreme Court. The Supreme Court reversed Judge Bellinger's decision. ARRIVAL IN OAKLAND.
By Editor
THE daily papers had given notice of the speedy coming of Eld. S. N. Haskell, Mrs. E. G. White, and W. C. White and wife, and all the friends were made glad by their arrival on Sunday, Feb. 29. This is intelligence which our readers throughout this State will be as glad to read as we are to record. Sister White will labor for and among the churches, and all will take hold to aid the cause in the offices and the California Conference. Temperance Poetry Wanted
By Editor
Any one having good temperance poetry fit to be set to music, either original or selected, will do us a great favor by sending it to SIGNS OF THE TIMES, Oakland, Cal. OUR JOURNEY.
By S. N. Haskell
Sunday, Feb. 29, our party, consisting of Mrs. E. G. White, Bro. W. C. White and wife, and myself, arrived from the East. We left Battle Creek Sunday night, just one week previous, and spent one day in Chicago and one night at Council Bluffs. A trip across the plains at this season of the year is usually considered anything but desirable. But owing to the pleasant weather, and the courtesy of the railroad officials on the train, we almost forgot the monotony of our journey and enjoyed the trip very much. We feel it a pleasure to here say a word to our friends concerning the Chicago and North-western, and the Union Pacific railroads. There are two other competing lines from Chicago to Council Bluffs besides the North-western. There are also other lines to Colorado than the Union Pacific; but having traveled over each of these competing lines we feel confident that there are no roads that make greater efforts for the convenience of the passengers than those above named.
S. N. HASKELL. Pursuant to Article 6, section 2, of the By-Laws of the Pacific S. D. A. Publishing Association, the fifth annual meeting of the stockholders of said Association will be held at the Pacific Press Office, Castro and 12th streets, Oakland, Tuesday, April 6, 1880, at 10 o'clock, A. M., for the purpose of electing a board of five directors, and transacting such other business as may come before the meeting. By order of the President. L. D. CARRUTH, Secretary. The Signs of the Times.
By Editor
ISSUED WEEKLY, BY THE Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Pub. Association. ELDER JAMES WHITE, PRESIDENT. The current volume (6) of this journal will be issued in two editions, weekly, as follows:— Per year, in advance, . . . . . . $2.00 (Prepared expressly for Missionary purposes,) Per year, in advance, . . . . . . $1.25 In Clubs of ten or over . . . . . 1.00 Address, SIGNS OF THE TIMES, Oakland, Cal. OFFICE, TWELFTH AND CASTRO STREETS,