Evening journal., 1916-01-27

stood before him with most beautiful |
face and manner.
We'll. / will take just one glass;"
he said.
But one glass produced thirst for |
a second and a third Late that night |
man might have been seen reeling |
toward the station to take the north |
bound Limited. His eyes we're glar- !
ing, his brain was on fire. and in his |
hand he held flash Of whiskey.
Soon after you might have seen in !
I his home In Vermont young man :
raging in the throes OF Delirium I
Tremens. It took three men at a
time TO keep in bed He had gone
10 the southern city to get free from
the curse OF his great appetite He
had succeeded So He told his par
ents in a sober moment the story of
his ruin. Could you have read the
letter those aged parents penned to
that society belle after his funeral,
you would not have envied her.
Oh, wife, what are you doing 10
/ bring that husband to Christ? Does
he see a marked contrast between
your life as a professed Christian
and his as an unbeliever? Mother,
what are you doing to save that son
and daughter? II the loved ones were
physically in and in danger Of death
all social engagements would be can
celled. everything else would be
swept aside in your intense anxiety
to restore the loved to health and
strength. How vastly greater ought
TO be your interest and anxiety TO
bring spiritual health and eveslasting
life?
DR.. Lyon closed the impressive ap-
peal with the story of a prominent
society woman in London, who. after
dinner one evening, said TO her little
girl, a Observation-Disclosures darl-
ing:
mamma is going out to be gone
until late. so now you go off with
nurse 10 bed and be a good girl
The little one looked up wistfully
at her mother and the tears gathered
in her eyes. She said:
Mamma, I want to go with you.
mo, you cannot go with mamma to-
night, but II you Will go of to bed
with nurse and be a good girl / Will
give you this
AS she spoke the mother took a big
bunch Of beautiful. luscious grapes
from the sideboard and gave them TO
the child. kissing her mother good
night she started off upstairs.
II was late that night when the
fine carriage rolled up to the door
and when the mother was going to
her room her maternal instinct
prompted her before she retired to
90 in and see her little girl. When
She entered the childs room, the
moonlight. streaming through the un-
curtained window. fell upon the face
/ of the child as she lay upon her little
bed, with her blue eyes wide open. AS
the mother entered the little one sat
up and holding out her little chubby
fists said with a look OF joy:
Mamma. I've kept the biggest ones
for you. I've kept the biggest grapes
for you"
J 'That was a dear, darling" said the
mother. that you loved mamma
enough to keep the best ones for her.
AS her lips touched the child's
check she felt it hot with fever. IL
was the beginning OF the end. and in
a few days the little girl lay upon
the he'd cold in death The mother
was too grieved to weep. She paced
? nm and down the room, bitter and
I rebellious. dry-eyed. with lips set and
hands clenched. Her friends were
5 powerless to comfort her. God is
e not a good Cod" said she, ITO take
r away my dear one. I do not love
!. Him. | will not obey Him.
= Just then her eyes fell upon tht
Q cluster OF crushed grapes upon thu
e mantle. She heard again the little
g child exclaim. 81 kept the best ones
o for you, mamma"
r. "Oh. God" she said. "if my baby
G loved me enough to give her best fol
S me I ought to be willing to yield my
Y hest to Thee. She sank on her knees
e by her bedside in prayer, yielding
It herself to God
4. The alabaster box was broken!