The Penn's Grove record., 1912-01-05

Nv we a all do personal
~ v work. There is not a bust
ness man who Is a Christian that
could not speak to his partner to-
morrow morning. There is not an en-
ployer of labor that could not speak
to his employees before the week is
done. There is not a father who could
not speak to his boy before tomorrow
aight. Anybody can do it. The small
est child can do it. I went out into
an Ohio city to preach, and they told
me the richest man in the city was in
the audience. l leveled all my argu-
ments at him, my eyes went back to
him again and again, but l did not
win him. How do you suppose he was
converted? He was converted by his
little five-year-old girl. Going home
from the service, and climbing up into
his arms before she said goodnight,
she patted him on the cheek and
said: Father, tell me why you do
not love Jesus" Every word I had
preached had failed, every argument
1 had used was useless, but this bust
dCoo man lOio hC. "hOh ny Nv
year-old child became a preacher,
could not answer that" Mr.. Alexan-
der and l went out to preach and
sing in a little country church n
Sunday morning, near to a city where
We were holding a mission. He be-
came interested in one of the girls in
the choir, because he saw she was
paying special attention, and he led
her to Christ. Then he did as he
usually does-he asked her to lead
someone else, and she said: Il will
go and seek my father" She made
her way back from the service, found
her worldly father in his home. She
pleaded with him to be a Christian,
and she came to our mission meeting
In the city to say her father had
turned to Christ. Anybody can do it.
The Lords Work Well Done.
But there is another reason. 1t
may be done anywhere. l was trav-
cling on a railroad train from Chicago
to New York not a great while ago. I
had a little Gospel of st. John that
I had got from the Scripture Gift
mission. 1t was bound in red leather,
and because the porter in that railroad
train had shown me special kindness
1 gave him this little Gospel. l asked
If he were a Christian, and he said he
was not, but he promised he would
read the Gospel. Within a week a let
ter came to me from him, and he said:
fT mont va,, IN conI - NJ laocf fNyrr-
teen more Of those Gospels. Every
porter on the train wants one. A
number of US have already given our
selves to Jesus Christ, and we are
hoping that every porter on the sys-
tenn will accept him" 1t may be done
anywhere.
Saved for Better Life.
Twill you go with me to make a
call?" said a minister in a western
city, and he took me to a howell. /
stepped into the howell. and l had to
stoop to get in. When l entered l
could scarcely see, but when my
eyes became accustomed to the gloom,
l saw in the corner, upon a heap of
straw, a poor, wretched-loking a
l thought my friend had asked me
there to win this man, but we did not
stop. We turned right away, and went
on to a little house. We rang the
door-bell and went in. A gentleman
came toward me, who said: 81 am
specially glad to see you, sir. My
wife is not here, and the children are
at school; but this" he said, picking
up ar old-fashioned album, "is M
wife's portrait" Then he went on and
said: "These are my children, and l
might as well tell you that my wife,
because of my drinking, had gone out
to service, and these little girls had
gone to the p%oorhouse. But this min
lister found me lying in a howell in
wretchedness, and led me to Jesus"
Then l understood why he had taken
me to that howell. So, from the man
in the howell to the greatest lawyer of
a great state, all classes can be
reached.