The Penn's Grove record., 1889-02-16
observation has been very small indee
If you have not seen changes in charac-
ter as radical as that.

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A LIQUOR SELLER CONVERTED.
A man came into this church one
night, and he vas intoxicated, and a,
an utterance of the pulpit he said in a
subdued tone: "That's a lie." Al
officer Of the church tapped him on the
shoulder, and said: You must be silent,
or you must go out" The next night
that stranger came, and he was con-
verted to God. He was in the liouoi
business. He resigned the business.
The next day lie sent back the samples
that had just Leen sent him. He began
to love that which he hated. 1 hap.
tiled him by immersion In the bapistry
under this platform. A large salary
was offered him il he would return "a
his former business. He declined it.
He would rather suffer with Jesus Christ
than be %prospered in the world. He
wrote home a letter to his Christian
mother. The Christian mother wrote
back congratulatlng him, and said: "It
IN the change of your business you have
lack Of means, come home; you are
always welcome home" He told of
his conversion to a dissolute companion.
The dissolute companion said: swell,
il you have become a Christian, you
had better go over and talk to that dy-
ing gIrl. She is dying with quick con-
sumption in that house." The new
convert went there. All the surround
ings were dissolute. He told
THE DYING GIRL
that Jesus would save her. "Uhl''
said she ''that can't be, that can't bel
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here In a book in my pocket" he re-
piled. He pulled out a New Testament.
She said; ''Show 1t to me; if l can be
saved, show it to me in that book"
He said: II have neglected this book,
as you have neglected it, for many
years, and l don't know where 10 find it
but ] Know that it is somewhere be-
tween the lids" Then he began to turn
over the leaves, and, strange and beauti-
full to say, his eye struck upon this pas
sage: ''Neither do l condemn thee; go
and sin no more" She said: sit isn't
possible that is therel' Yes" he
said, that is there" He held it up
before her dying eyes, and she said:
"Oh, yes, | see it for myself; accept
the promise: Neither do l condemn
| thee; go and sin no more.'" In a few
hours her spirit sped away to the Lord
that gave it, and the new convert
preached the funeral sermon. The man
who a few days before had been a bias
| phemer and a drunkard and a Halter of
all that was good, lie preached the SER
mon. That is regeneration! that is re-
generation! If there are any dry husks
| of tecIlnicality in til It, where are they?
All made oyer again by the power Of
the grace of Godl
A few years ago
A sHIP-CAPTAIN
came in here, and sat yonder under the
gallery. lie came i'll with a contempt
for the Church of God, and with an
especial dislike for Talmage. When an
| opportunity was gwen he arose for
prayer, and as he "a more than six
feet high, when he arose for prayer no
one doubted that he arose! That hour
he became IA Christian. He went out
and told the ship-owners and the ship
commanders what a great change had
been wrought in him, and scores and
scores have been brought to God
through his instrunientality.
A little while after his conversion he
was on ship off Cape Hatteras in a
thick and prolonged fog, and they were
at their wits ends, and knew not what
to do, the ship drifting about hither
and thither, and they lost their bear
ings; and the converted sea-captain
went to his room, and asked God for
the salvation of the ship. and God re-
yealed it to him while he was on his
knees that at a certain hour, only a
little way off, the fog would lift, and
the converted s~ea-captain came out on
the deck, and told how God heard his
prayers. He said: SIT is all right, boys;
very soon now the fog will lift" men-
tioning the hour. A man who stood
there laughed aloud in derision at the
idea that Col would answer prayer;
but at just the hour when God had as
sured the captain the fog would lift
there came a flash of lightning through
the fog, and the man who had Jeered
and laughed was stunned, and fell to
the deck. The fog lifted. Yonder was
Cape Hatteras lighthouse, The ship
was put on the right course, and sailed
on to the harborof safety.
When in a seaport the captain spends
most of his time in evangelical work.
He kneels down by one who has been
helpless in The bed for many months,
and the next day she walks forth in the
streets, well. He kneels beside one who
has long been decrepit, and
HE RESIGNS THE CRUTCHEs.
| He kneels beside one who had not seen
lenough to be able to read for ten years,
and She reads the Bible that day. Con-
sumptions go away, and those who had
diseases that were appalling to behold,
come up to rapid convalescence and to
complete health. 1 am not telling you
anything second-handed. L have had
the story from the lips Of the patients
in this very house, those who were
brought to health of body while at the
same time brought to God. No second
hand story this. l have heard the
testimony from men and women who
have been cured. You may Call it
faith-cure, or you may call it the power
of God coming down in answer to
prayer; / do not care what you call it;
it is a fact. The soothing sea-captaiD,
his heart full of hatred for Christianity,
now becomes a follower of the meek
and lowly Jesus, giving all the time to
evangelical labors, or all the time he
can spare from other occupations. That
is regeneration that is regeneration!
Man all made over again!
"There is your absurd doctrine of
v~icarious sacrifice" say these men who
have elewed up the little book of creeds,
and have the consequent embittered
stomach.
''yICARIoUs SACRIFICE!
Let every man suffer for himself. Why
do l want Christ to suffer for mer I'll
suffer for myself and carry my own bur-
dens." They scott at the idea of vieari-
GUS sacrifice, while they admire it every
where else except in Christ. People see
its beauty when a mother suffers for
her child. People see its beauty when
a patriot suffers for his country. People
see its beauty when a man denies him
self for a friend. They a soc the
beauty of vicar Gus sacrifice In every
one but Christ.
A young lady in IN of tho literary
institutions was a teacher. She was very
retIcent and retired in her habits, and