The daily morning journal and courier., 1897-10-13

and unmistakably they were heather! | They were gluttons, drunkards, pirates; they delighted in carnage and blood; they were cruelty ferocious and heart lessly pagan so that when we read of Hengest and Horsa turning the prov of their two-sailed barks toward the isle of Britain and landing with their butch erly and blood-thirsty warriors at Ebbsheet, almost instinctively our lips move in sympathy with the conquered islanders, and we pray the ancient lita- ny, Lord deliver us from the fury of the Jutes"
 But now a swift century hastens away. and to that very Ebbsfleet sails another craft; it brings not pirates, but priests. The missionary the foreign missionary, has come to heather Eng land. There is formal reception by the king, a little procession of Christi conquered monks entering Canterbury, bearing for banner picture of Christ, and for insignia silver cross, chanting their plaintive litany, Turn from this city, o Lord, thine anger, for we have sinned," to which their inspiring anti phonal responded "Alleluia!" This was the Saxon's Christmas; the birthday of his Christ, and all the wealth of his civ ilization, his arts, his literature, his commerce. his superlative power in the world is to be traced as directly to that Christ-bringing ship as the light of the world is to be traced to the sun. But the passions which brought those monks over the snow-capped Alps, and across the billowy channel, was kindled by that love to Christ which revealed to t6nY, in ha aJi lishman Surely it is not a symmetrical Christian to-day who can appreciate his own history, and can sense his own modern opportunity, glorying in the one and denying the other! Personal experience is another great tributary of Foreign missions.
 To have been met and mastered ones self by Christ is to have entered upon the appreciation of Christ's great ideals, and into the ambition of his world-con- quering spirit. One may we'll question the depth of his love for Christ who finds the breadth of his sympathy of meager pattern, or the compassion of his soul unmoved by the contemplation of the struggling quest of others for the peace, the rest and the hope which to him has been freely given by a gracious Lord. One of our famous poems is | based upon the following story. A phy- sician is writing to his master, Abib, | from Bethany, concerning strange med l ical experience. He has met one Laza- | rus who having been evidently the victim of a prolonged trance, claims to have been raised from the dead by Nazarene physician whom he regarded as no oth-
 CT than God himself Karstish cannot
 accept this testimony, but sends it to 1 his master as an item of interest to a medical man. He apologizes for having introduced the incident so improbable,
 makes voluminous report concerning
 specimens he has secured, and remedies
 he has found; but as he concludes his | letter his Wilful mind brings him back again to the improbable story, and in the almost fever of longing heart, breaks out at last in the agitated ap- peal to Abib and the truth
 '"The very God! think, Abib; dost thou
 think?
 So the all-Great were the all-Loving So through the thunder comes a human 1 voice
 |saying, Oh heari iymade, a heart beats here!
 Face my hands fashioned, see it in my
 self!
 Thou hast no power nor mayest con- 1 ceive of mine, S
 But love gave tlieewith Myself love
 And thou must love Me, who have died
 for thee
 The mad man saith He said so; it is
 strange!"
 Where is the Christian soul enshrin- ing the precious jewel of his love, wl,icE
 does not long to find both Abib an(
 Karshish and bring to their eager
 questioning, hungering spirits the glad
 glad truth that the 'tall-Great" is the
 "all- Loving" too! That the mad man
 was not mad; the strange confession g
 real experiences! Where is the Chris
 tian soul which, realizing that Karshisl
 and Abib live not in an ancient but in 2
 present-day world, that now this very hour, there are millions of them, unsat isfied, unenlightened seekers after tn, all-Loving God, does not feel the stir rings of a bounding impulse to minister , to these, as he has ability, of his owl , cherished faith, and of the knowledg, , and love of his own eternal Christ? The opportunity for ones persona love to his Lord to find it's world-wid, expression is the very embarrassment } of faith to-day. Existing conditions a
 the dawn of modern missions were to i , surely as moonlight unto sunlight, O
 as water unto wine" The world who's, areas were so vast, and whose corner were so remote, has become very small The telegraph has annihilated distance the greyhounds of the sea have in mar , velous fashion economized time. Chris | tians to-day travel for a summers va cation to lands wfither, a half centur, , ago, the missionary went, never expect , ing, from sheer distance, to return 5 again. A common language, our owi ] English, is taking possession of th world and in the near future is to b. , the universal tongue. The press is tn , medium of exchange of the ideas of tn , world. Commerce is making old world , familiar and revolutionizing their llab it's and their civilizations by it's thrift, , and not always honorable transactions Old and hoary faiths are comparin, , their possessions with others, and ar rousing themselves for final engage , ment of victory or defeat. A grea , spirit of inquiry is abroad and as neye l before the burning question rises, t "Where tarries Hes the Power who said ' See, I make all things new?" keeping of that race, the march o