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"TelI Mother It's Brother WILL"

At Moody and Murphy meeting at Far
well hall in Chicago, Major Hilton Of New
York being present was called out by
Mr.. Moody and made particularly impress
sive address. Among other things he gave
the following incident, which occurred not
long since on the Scottish coast while he was
there:
Just at break Of day Of chilly morning
the Ieople of little hamlet on the coast
were awakened by the booming OF cannon
over the stormy waves. They knew what it
meant, for frequently they had heard before
the same signal Of distress Some poor souls
were out beyond the breakers, perishing on q
wrecked vessel and in their last extremity
calling wildly for human help. The people
fastened from their houses to the shore.
Yes. out there in the distance was a DIS
mantled vessel pounding itself to pieces, with
perishing fellow beings clinglng to the rig
swept off by the furious waves into the sea.
The life-saYing crew were soon gathered.
"Man the life -boatl'' cried the men.
"Where is HardyT
But the foreman of the crew was not there,
and the danger was imminent. Aid must be
immediate or all was lost. The next in COM
mand sprang into the frail boat, followed by
the rest, all taking their lives in their hands
in the hope of saving others. o how those on
the shore watched their brave, loved ones as
they dashed on, now over, now almost unoer
the waves! They reached the wreck. Like
angels of deliverance they filled their craft
with almost dying men,-men lost but Ior
them. Back again they toiled, pulling for
the shore, bearing their precious freight.
The first man to help them land was Hardy,
whose words rang ABOVE the roar OF tne
Lreakers "a,
care all herel Did you save them all'"
With saddened faces the reply came: :.
Gail but one. He couldn't help himself:
We had all we could carry. we couldnt
save the last one."
"Man the life-boat again." shouted Hardy.
"I will CO. What, leave one there to die
alore! A fellow-creature there, and we on
shore! Man the life-boat now! Wen save
him YETI .,
But who is this aged woman with worn
garments and disheyeled hair, who with
agonized entreaty fell upon her knees beside
this brave, strong man! 1t was his mother.
tOmy son Your father was drowned in
a storm like this. Your brother Will left
me eight years ago, and I've never seen his
face since the day he sailed. You will be
lost, and l am old and poor. y stay with
mel
"Mother," exclaimed the man, "where one
is in peril there's my place. II am lost,
God will surely care for you m:..
The plea OIL earnest faith prevailed. with
a "God bless you, my boy!" she released him
and speeded him on his way.
Once more they watched and prayed and
wailed,-those on the shore,-while every
muscle was strained toward the fast sinking
ship, by those in the life-saying boat. 1t
reached the vessel. The clinging figure was
lifted and helped to its place, where strong
hands took it in charge. Back came the
boat. How eagerly they looked and called
in encouragement, then cheered as it came
nearer. =,
"Did you get him" was the cry from the
shore
Lifting his hand to his mouth, to trumpet
the words on in advance Of landing, Hardy
called back, 'Tell mother it is Brother
Will. 1.-THE Advance