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urging him to go in, no resisting, violently
resisting, until after awhile they forced him to
go int II was summer night and the door
held him fast, and they put the cup to his lips
and they forced down the strong drink. What
chance is there for such young man?
l counsel you also seek Christian advice.
Every Christian man Is bound to help you. II
you find no ether human ear willing to listen
TO your story OF struggle, come to Inc, and l
wall Gy every @ Sympaithy lpHi H ol my meaIt Snd every
side you in the struggle for reformation; and rs
hope to have my own sins forgiven and hope
to be acquitted At the judgment seat OF Christ,
then seek Christian counsel Gather up all the
energies of body, mind, and soul, and, appeal
ing to God for success, declare this day ever.
gaming practices, all houses of sin. Halt-and-
half work will amount to nothing; II must be u
Waterloo. Shrink back now, and you arc lost.
Push on, and you arc saved. A Spartan gen.
aral fell at the very moment of victory, but he
dipped his finger in his own blood and wrote
on rock near which he was dying: Sparta
has conquered" Though your struggle TO get
rid of sin may seem to be almost death strug:
gle, you can dip your finger IN your own blood
and write ON the Rock Of Ages: "Victory
through our Lord Jesus Christ"
o. what glorious news 1t would be for ome
OF these young men TO- send home 20 their
parents in the country these holidays which
Gre coming. They goto the poSohice every
day or tive to see whether there are any letters
fIom you. How anxious they are to hear. You
might send them for a holiday present this
season book from one of our best publishing
houses, or a complete wardrobe from the im.
porter's palace, 1t would not plelSe, them
half so much as the news you might send home
tomorrow that you had given your heart to
God. ! know how II Is IN the country; The
night comes on. The cattle stand under the
rack through which burst the trusses of hay.
The horses just having frlsked up from the
meadow at the nightfall. stand knee'deep In
the bright straw that invites them 70 lie down
and rest. The perch of the hoyel IL Iull OF
fowl, their feet warm under the feathers. In
the old farm house at night no candle Is
the great back log, and shake the shadow Of
and mother sit there for half an
are thinking OF. Amer awhile the father breaks
the silence and says; swell, / wonder where
our boy Is in town to.night?,' and the mother
answers; "ln no bad place, warrant you; we
always could trust him when he was home,
aud since he has been away there have been
so many prayers offered for him. we eau trust
him still" Then at o'clock-for they retire
commend you to that God who watches in
country and in town, on the land and on the
SEQ, ,,,
was the proudest moment in your life" lie
thought moment and said: 1.-THE proudest
moment in my life was when seut word
home TO my parents that ! had gained tho
victory" And the proudest and most brilliant
moment in your life will be the moment when
you can send word to your parents that you
have conquered your evil habits by the grace
Of God, and become Ott rnal victor. oh, dis
pise not parental anxiety.
The time will come when you Will have
neither father nor mother, and you VIII 20
around the place where they used to watch
you, and find them gone from the house, and
gone from the field, and gone from the neigh =
borhOod Cry as loud for forgiveness us you
may over the mound 10 the churchyGrd they
will not answer. Dead dead And then you
will take out the white lOck Of hair that was
cut from your mothers brow just before they
buried her, and you will take the cane with
which your father used to walk and you VIII
think and think and wish that you had done
Just as they wanted you to, and would glvo the
world If you had never thrust pang through
their dear old hearts, God pity the young
man who has brought disgrace ON his fathers
name God pity the young man who has
broken his mothers heart Better IL he had
never been born-better If in the first hour OF
his life, instead of being laid against the warm
bosom of maternal tenderness, he had been
coilined and sepulchered There Is no balm
powerful enough TO heal the heart OF one who
has brought parents to a sOrrOwful grave and
who wanders about through tho dismal GENE
terry rending the hair, aud wTinging the hands
and crying "Mother mother" oh, that to-
day by all the memories of the past, and by
all the hopes of the future, you would yield
your heart TO God. May your fathers God and
your mothers God be your God forever
SALVATION OIL cures tO1thlche. sDTains