The farmer and mechanic., 1914-02-03


printed in the London paper.
LoNDON's PREACHER
W." FROM AMERICA.
DIR. Broughton in Westminster Bridge !
Road.
Rv n Pilgrim on His Progress.
Won see the ways the fisherman doth take
To catch the fish; what engines doth he
Rebnld how he engageth all his wits;
Also his snares, lines, angles, hooks, and
nets. AN
Such an interchange OF places as
the American minister suggested TO
British Editors the other day seems
to be going on quietly amongst the
nulpits. On the other side Of West
minister Bridge there is a great pile
of stone from which rises cluster
of spires. one soaring high above the
rest on which, when the smoke is not
too thick, an observing eye may see
embroidered by the cunning chlsel the
famous Stars and Stripes, though why
they are there few Londoners eltner
know or care, not being very in
ouisitive race. and having so many
other things to look at This soaring
spire, which you might take FOR
rathedraps. was built by a band Of
Americans in memory Of the freeing
of the slaves; it is called the Lincoln
Tower, and beneath it twice every
Sunday you may near man preacn
whose father fought to keep the
shackles on. So does time heal our
differences, and the lion and the lamb
lie down peacefully together-North
and South. English and American
and taking one stone with another, a
filter symbol of the possibility OF the
millennium it would be hard to find.
The Crowd and the Man.
But who would think that this
cathedral-like pile Of stone had
sprung from the plain bricks and
boards of the Surrey Chapel ?
quintessence- of the old non-conform-
ing spirit. to judge from a faded print
have seen-anOther symbol. per-
haps, Of changing times. Just imag-
inc yourself in this dreary region
across the water. on a dark, cold,
murky morning. and then it will
startle you. indeed. to cross the
threshold and step into the vast area
warm, aglow with light. enclosed by
those pointed arches that are sup
posed to carry the mind heavenwards
with stained glass windows, a marble
pulpit highly wrought, an organ, and
choir.
found a corner in the crowd which
filled this vast place-there were gal
ieries. too, up In the skies-and looked
about me and wondered where or
earth all these prosperous and com
Portable looking people came from
for this side Of the water is not eX
actly famous for it's riches; but ming
hing with them. shoulder to shoulder
were no doubt good many not 81
we'll off judge merely by outer cir
cumstances-and clothes are not al
ways sure gauge In these days whel
sweated f1nery can be had for SOne
They were all come to hear something
more than a prayer or two and rev
hymns-that was evident: Of cOurs
1T was the minister up there In hi
pulpit--a tall, 1.-the, specialized ma
OF middle age, with griZZled wav
hair, rather long and bushy at tn
back. in plain dark clothes whom yo
would probably put down as lawye
or doctor il you saw him In tn
streets.
Business Done at Dinner Tables.
What an art is the fiSherman's! tn
waters are swarming with fish, bu
each has a fancy, and they have a
many hues as the rainbow! Th
preachers task is indeed a heavy ON
as he stands up there all alone, an
races all these people who are Starln
up at him. This is an independeI
church. and the minister may d
pretty much as he likes. but of cours
there is a text. good sterling col
from the only mint. There is also
title-these Americans have a GENT
for titles. and know we'll what power
ful prOjectiles they are. 1t is "Jesl
as Guest'-which is catching as
good title should be; short. pith
ringing into the ear. What a plea
ant word is "guest.'-so suggestiN
OF home and hospitality. The figul
warns us all. The scene is Cape
nauln. where the Guest is at IL
height Of His mission, the land r
sounding with His fame and II
miracles. The host is Matthew. Il
farmer of port dues and customs. wi
had in:ited him to dinner. "Oh
cries the preacher U can only give
Few touches just to show the spirit
the thing, for. OF course, there W
much weightier matter) "Oh! ju
think how much important busine
Is done over dinner tables. Mo