Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-10-12

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I concealed myself behind the tapestry
and l heard him say: I'll fault gutter tout
celia! CT must leave all that.). He stop.
ped at every step. for he was very feeble
and. casting his eyes on each object that
attracted him, he sighed forth as from
the bottom OF his heart. What pains !
have taken to acquire these things! Can
l leave them without regret? I shall never
see them more. where l am about to
Igor"
This story is told of three travellers.
Ore, a gentleman settled himself in the
parlor car comfortably, placed his hat In
the rack. his suit case out of the way,
! put on his glasses. and took out his news
paper. The train moved faster and
faster, but he paid no attention to the
different stations he passed. He was
| perfectly at ease and enjoying himself
! The name of each station was shouted into
! his ear. but he paid no heed. until at
length he finally aroused himself TO dls,
cover that he was many miles beyond
his destination. and not even on the night
train to carry him there. On the same
train IN the smoking car was another
passenger, spec ding along as rapidly, ana
equally oblvious of the way he was go
ing. He did not come on board himself,
/ but was put on. dead drunk. and caring
nothing for the way he was being taken
poor boy was, also on the train. His
thin jacket was buttoncd tightly about
him. and he held fast his small bundle
never letting go of it for moment. He sat
with his eager eyes out of the window,
his ears open to every cry of the brake
man, and one could see by the light In
his face he was the happiest passenger In
the train, although he was lily clad, ana
occupied an uncomfortable seat beside an
other passengers baggage. His mind
was entirely on his destination. ana ne
watched every mile of the way from the
window, glad with every landmark that
brought him nearer home. until he reach
ed his station, and sprang with shout OF
Joy into his mothers arms.
On the way to our fathers house, we
should not become engrossed In the pleas
ures or the vices that we pass. Inc nina
that Is filed with anticipation OF the desti-
nation needs not ephemeral things TO
give 1t contentment.
A company of men were cast upon
desert island. Before their ship sank they
were able to save a>few stores and among
other things they found some seeds. Ihey
Immediately set to work to plant these as
1t was in the springtime, but as they
were digging they came upon rich vein
of gold At once they forgot their plant
ing and in wild excitement each man be
gan to heap UP a pile of gold for himself.
Deeper and deeper they went, growing
more and more excited with each day
findings. They were rich men now. ana
their imaginations were hlied with the
tanning. But the provisions began to run
low, and suddenly the bleak winds or fail
began to blow and they were aroused 10
the fact that winter was upon them ana
harvest was over and they mad not even
sowed their wheat. In spite of their gold,
there was nothing but starvation ahead OF
them So it will be with those who have
devoted themselves to the things OF this
world, and have not prepared Tor eter-
nifty.
How to Help the Leader.
Pray that you may be enabled to keep
from loving the world. Tell how Sam
Jones said that million dollars wouldn't
hurt a man If 1t was not too close to him,
but one penny could shut the whole light
of the sun away from him if he placed 1t
close enough to his eye.
Parallel Passages.-John, xvii:S; Isaiah,
Wills; Mark, x:29,30; John, lille; Ro-
mans, HI; Titus: ill.,; Acts: xiii;4e; Ro-
mans, vi:23; II Corinthians, wis
Hints to the Leader.-1ne Endeavor
Hymnal, "a, 69, IT. so, So, 1877, 200.
Try to make this a solemn meeting. yet
with a glorifed view of what eternity is
to the true child of God. Open with sew
eral prayers and have sentence prayers
near the close urging all to join. Do not
take up too much time in your first talk,
but be ready to bring in an incident now
verse if there is pause. Get some one to
sing "Oh, the Changing Bells Of Time!
with It's chorus of Eternity found in
Gospel Hymns, Nos. 1-6.
so live that when the mighty caravan,
Which hats nighttime in the vale of death,
Shall strike its white tents for the morning
march,
Thou shalt mount onward to the eternal hills,
Thy foot unwearied and thy strength renewed,
Like the strong eagles for the upward flight.
Selected
thousand years, and years years sublime
90 may M
A Thousand cycles measured day by day,
When day itself shall long have burned away;
Each single soul each mind that lists me now,
Yes. shrinking spirit, these, and surely thou,
| know III some far world beyond our ken,
Deatbless as God, viii still be thinking then.
There is no end. Ye are. and cannot die!
A. C. Coke.