"IN HIS NAME" (POETRY AND PROSE) "Dea^fabente, iubantc, bolentc/ BY CAROLINE E. LAWRENCE INGERSOLL, Former pupil of Female Seminary, Washington, Pa., and grand-daughter of the Revolutionary Commander of Neu; York City, N. Y. Waynesburg, Pa. : Independent Job Printing Office, 1903. THE LIBRARY OF CONGJ^ESR, One Copy Reof-iveb f^AR. : 1904 0I,*8* «^ XXo. N«. coi^Y a. Copyright applied for. IN HIS NAME. INTRODUCTION. The writer in presenting the public with this literary souvenir deems it unnecessary to make any apology for its appearance so long as the hope can be I'easonably entertained that the labor and time to please and instruct will not be wholly unsuccessful — trusting that a liberal public will look upon it with a favorable eye, and that it will be cherished and admired. Literary merit is the standard by which every piece in it has been prepared, and the reader, it is believed, will not be disappointed in respect to the degree of interest which the titles with their composition will inspire. They are written with a purpose and a blessing, and their apropos personal will leave a vivid impression of their character, scenery and morals on the readers mind. It is commended to the attention of the old and young, as a substantial, unvarnished exertion of real life, aiid demonstrating by facts and illustrations how much can be accomplished, directed by wisdom and sanctitied by true religion, which is the great sentiment of the soul. Under these circumstances the writer feels that this offering can be presented to a discerning public with confidence, and with that cheerfvilness which is inspired by the consciousness of successful etiort — a work of sterling and permanent value as a contribution to American literature. The religious teachings of the book are excellent, impressive and penetrating. The tone of the book is pure and healthful; the style easy and graceful, and the incidents are such as to give pleasure witkout at all kindling the passton for exciting fiction among the young people of our day. No better gift could be made to one who has experienced some of life's sorrows — and who has not? It- is believed that this is a most conspicuous time for a publica- tion of this character, and is one on the right ground of penetrating interior and substance. It treats its subjects from the standpoint of facts, uncolored by popular misconception, or by religious ex- clusiveness for the educated, the cultured and the unlearned. The whole end is in this matter to commend Christianity in a courteous and conciliatory manner, rather than winged imagery. It is the true soul of poetry, becoming the true teacher iind preacher of his time. The little poems, too, are full of tenderness and gentleness in their rythmic beauty, their soft and gentle cadence; they are music, and none the less so for the lack of notation; they awaken interest, giving pleasure and delight. Poetry has come out into 4 IN HIS NAME. the world and filled its high-ways and by-ways like tTie minnesingers of old, and the world is the brighter and better for tlie sweet songs of the singers, of their father's house, Heaven. It involves rest, recognition and tranqulity and abundance of everlasting celestial joys, and truest of happiness that is to come where there are crowns and palms and harps. Crowns mean activity; palms mean victory; harps mean song, song of the redeemed in Heaven. What more can we hope for or have? For such things we can afford to wait, and meanwhile work with all our might while the day lasts. We may lift up our heads for our heritage is secure and our salvation draweth nigh. This book is printed by request of many. I trust it may prove a mighty factor in the religious world. CAROLINE E. LAWRENCE INGER80LL. IN HIS NAME. IN HIS NAME. Since thy Father's arm sustains thee, Peaceful be ; When a chastening hand restrains thee, It is He; Know His love in full completeness, Feel the measure of thy , weakness. If He wound thy spirit sore, Trust Him more. Without murmur, uncomplaining, "In His name," Leave whatever things thou canst not Understand! Though the world thy folly spurneth, From thy faith in pity turneth. Peace, thy inmost soul shall fill, Lying still. Like an infant, if thou thinkest, Thou canst stand. Child-like, proudly pushing back The proffered hand. Courage soon is changed to fear; Strength doth feebleness appear; "In His Name," if thou abide, He will guide. Fearest sometimes that thy Father Hath forgot? Though the clouds in silvery mist around thee gather, Doubt Him not. Always hath the daylight broken, Always hath He comfort spoken. Better hath He been for years, Than thy fears. IN HIS NAME. Therefore, whatsoe'er betideth, Night or day. Know His love for thee provideth Good alway. Crown of sorrows gladly take, Grateful wear it for His sake, Sweetly bending to His will — Saying still. To His own the Saviour giveth Daily strength. To each troubled soul that boweth, Peace at length. Weakest lambs have largest share Of the tender Shepherd's care, Ask Him not then — When? or How? Only bow. Jesus! Jesus! In Thy matclilfss name, Thy grace shall fail us never; Thou art the same yesterday, today, 'J'hou art the same forever. MY TRIBUTE TO JESUS. The fairest tlovver that ever bloomed, Opened on Calvary's tree; There Jesus" blood in rivers flowed, For love of worthless me. Its deepest shade, its brightest hue, No mortal can compare; Nor can the tongue of angels tell How bright its colors are. And soon on yonder banks above. Shall every blossom here, Ajjpear a full-blown flower of love, Like Jesus transplanted there. Jesus, the balm of life, the cure of woe, Our security and pledge of love; IN HIS NAME. Tlie siiiiun's refuge here on earth, The iuigels" theme in heaven. May we blest Jesus' image wear, When from tlie tomb our flesh shall rise, Anu on the Fairest of the fair, Forever fix our eyes. Jesus, Uh, perfect peace, The world could ne'er bestow; The Holy, Beautiful, Undefied— Relic of heaven— still lingering here below. The lily blooms beside Thee in the wild. Yet, cannot match her coronal of snow \vith thy unsullied vesture's spotless white. Washed in the dews of heaven, that usher in the Light. We love to sing around our King, And praise Him, blessed Jesus; For there is "no word ear ever heard" So dear, so sweet, as Jesus. And when our Jesus hung upon the tree. They wrote this name (Jesus) above Him, That all might know the reason we Forevermore must love Him. Our God has done far more for us. That can be e'er repaid; His only Son on Calvary, For us atonement made. This history seems to us a "glass," In which we can our Saviour see; As Moses reared that form of "brass," So Jesus was lifted on the tree. He saw — He pitied— and He bore Our sins upon the stained tree, He bade us look, that evermore From sin and death we might be free. IN HIS NAME. There shines in heaven a fairer light, Ihan this earth could e'er aliord; , Can the sun be counted bright, When compared with Jesus, our Lord? "How sweet the name of Jesus sounds. In a believer's ears; It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his tears." Dear name, the Rock on which we build. Our shield and resting place; O may the music of Thy name. Refresh our souls in death. O fairer than the sons of men, O fairest of the host above; What tongue can tell,, what eye hath seen. The glories of our Jesus we love? Jesus is more lovely far. Than aught on earth can be; ' He is brighter than the "morning star," Jesus died for you — for me. What inestimable love we should show, ■ To His most blessed name; How great our wonder then will be. When Jesus' bright face in Heaven we see! A few more years suffering past, Our souls shall reach that heavenly shore; Our bodies at the trumpet's blast Shall rise to die no more. Thus while Jesus' death our sins display. In all its sombrous hue; Such is the mystery of grace. It seals our pardon too. "Were the whole realm of nature ours. That were a tribute far too small; Jesus, so loving, so divine. Demands our life — our soul — our all." IN HIS NAME. And know that all if right, It is enough i6Y me, by faith to stay, My hidden life on Thee, And in the secret of Thy covenant, to rest implicitly. 1 know tliat tlioii art gone to beautify a phico in Heaven for me. And when Thou comcst to take Thy children home, I shall be like to Thee. Then shall I wake and see Thee, whom now, unseen, I love, Faith's daily visioned-glass, exchanged at hist, for rapturous sights above. O then with me give thanks to God, Who still does gracious prove; And let the tribute of our praise Be endless as His love. May the Amen from so many lips be the utterance of a prophesy. MOTHER. •'Her children rise up and call her blessed." Those who. obey the Master and live the '"child-life," die the ••child-death." It matters not how massive may haae been the Christian's intellect, or great his achievements, he breathes out his spirit as he prattled his prayer at his mother's knee in child- hood, sustained by a child's faith. One of our senior Presidents of bygone days, John Adams, once said that among all his petitions and suplications presented to his Heavenly Father, he never at night failed to repeat the little prayer, "Now I lay me down to sleep," taught to him by his valued mother when he was a child. What ai great gift is bestowed upon us by God In giving us a praying mother, who not only teaches us to commit little pray- ers to "Our Father," but her's also are wafted on angel wings to Heaven lor our salvation and protection. Mother, the fovmtain of pious and gracious influence within her breast there is something hidden, unknown, mysterious, sum of all the moral and religious power demonstrated and though myriads of mother's prayers may not even be as -loud as a whisper, our good Heavenly Father hears them as plainly as a vocalization; that silence of suplication is hemispheric and perpetual; it ascends with velocity, and its majesty and multipotence speaks words into the ears of everlasting remembrance, and on the other side of all 10 IN HIS NAME. eternities, they will be ll^ard when she solves life's wondoifiil lesson. A {jroat lantern of eloud luings over tais chasm, botweon the two walls. The door of that lantern is opened toward llio lieaven ahead, and the baek of the lantern toward the earth with "storm-trials," ehareed and suroharired witli tribulation, brightened, refreshed and lightened by patience, and the {•entle loveliness of a noble Christian life, wiiose Teacher is the meek and lowly One, beyond the heal^en- ]y portals, where she A\ill, peerless in His love, evermore abide. Above earth's sliallow bliss, the dew-di"ops linger quivering like fairy- bells of light, not a cloud in its firmament. Not a surge is on its deep, for the glassy sea lay breathing in an unimpassioned sleep; no canker in the blossom of the paleless flowers; no Might upon the trees; no bar to joyousness — in that sunny dome aloft the "Para- dise of God" with prophets anidi promises such as these. It is spiritually blessed to linger at the shrine, — or the tomb of the true, — of the motlier who has iimininnuringly borne the bur- den in the "heat of the day;" wlio amid great tribulations and trials, has been "weighed in the balance" and "not found want- ing." With some exceptions, if we trace closely the early history of eminent and distinguished nu'u of piety, we shall ascertain that they possessed a "mother in Israel" for Iheir maternal parent. The power of a pious mother is excmjilitied by the fact that tlu' inajority of candidates for the ministrj^ have been borne to their sacred calling by a mother's jnayers a,nd directed by a mother's counsel to the Saviour. The faithful watchfulness and sincere earnest prayer of parents, particularly a miother's, may in instances seem for a time to be fruitless, but, in the education of children, ox])erience usually verifies the statement that the holy impressions made in childhood are seldom erased. These impressions by awakening in tli(>ir minds the idea and love of goodness and the strength of will to repel temptations, and by preparing them to ])roiit by the conflicts of life, sur]iass in in- fluence a Napoleon breaking the world to his sway. Although we will not claim that none are converted in old a.ge — those for instance, who have been neglectful, or not disci- plined in wisdom's ways of pleasantness and peace by ungodly parents to "Remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth," or that solemn and eternally momentous' question asked. "What must T do to be saved?" Still those in the evening of life are few and far between, like the scattered grapes on the outmost IN HIS NAMK. II branches after the vintage is gatlicrt-d. 'Jims it is with the conversion of the aged. Paternal prayer is desirable, indeed, and a mother's sacred, prayerful breathings yield Ihe budding love of amaranthine bloom and holiness, blooming unto her children piety in their youth, growing in grace as their years increase, and making them heirs of eternal life. If life during mortal existence bo prolonged to iiii advanced age, they will be useful in their several spheres and callings, respected, valued, honored and beloved, on account of their Christ- ian character, which they owe to their mother s Grxl for be- que£ithing so valuable a legacy. Mother! The name is conspicuous at the present .diy, and has been from the foundation of the world, and will continue and re- main so forever at the home fireside circle, in pastoral poetrj', in heaven. Mother! The name returns with the seasons — with the violets, the lilies, the roses, the birds, iuid when these go, the sweet na.me of mother goes with them but to return with the beautiful works of God's hand in nature. Mother! The name the vaulted blue sky of April recalls — the meadow brook, the early lilacs, the lark and the thrush. Mother! The name to which the pure lillies of the valley bow their heads in reverance and softly lisp to the grass beneath — which partly conceals their purity and lovliness — that the world is better for her being. Mother! The name contains a little world in itself, and in that world, one light — clear and transparent. It is placed in the window of the mother soul of her self-sacrificing heart, and it is lighted vvith trust in God and simple faith, secured in His promise and sealed in the Lamb's book of life. Mother! The name amid the darkest years of her life — if such (iod might have chosen for His follower and child in Christ, to refine her in the furnace of affliction — even then, the torch of life burns brilliantly with transparency and translucence, with an everlasting light that never dies out, but is only rendered more touching and inspirational, confirming before angels and men that God has not lighted it in vain. Mother! The name in its perfection breathes above; her grain then is all winnowed, and her gold refined, purified, completed. She has no sorrows there, nor doubts, nor tears, her full fruition bears in Heaven where the angels ever sing "Alleluia," she strikes her harp of gold. In that fair land of eternal loveliness, the happy 1-2 IX HIS NAME. bask in glorious suuli^lit aiul z('[)liyrs fnuu tlu- throne of God are borne- on fragrant showers. ■"There the rainbow never pales, and the ones that we so fondly lo\ed on eaitii, who have passed from lis like shadows, will stay in our presenee forever." CHERRY RIPE. "Uold me closer, mamma, eloser, Put your arms around me tight; For I'm cold and tired, mamma, And 1 feel so strange to-night. Sonifthing hurts me here, dear mamma. I.ike a stone upon my breast. And 1 wonder, wonder, mamma, ^Vhy it is I eannot rest. "All the day while you weri' busy, As 1 lay upon my bed, I was trying to be patient. And to think of what you said. Then before the lamps were lighted. Just liefore the children came, ^Vhen my room was very quiet I heard one call my name. '■'Come up here, my little Cherry Kipe. Come up her(> and live with me. Where no children ever suffer Through a long eternity.' Oh, I wondered, wondered, mamma. Who so bright upon me smiled. But I knew it must be Jesus, When he whispered, 'Come, my child." "Oh, at first, 1 felt so scirry to leave y(Ui. mamma. He had called and I must go. Go to sleep, no more to suffer, Mamma, don't be crying so; All at once the window opened. In the fields were lambs and shee]i. Some from out the brook were drinking. Others lying fast asleep. IN HIS NAME. 13 "Tlioro were little ciiildien sinyiiis^. Sweeter soii^s I never lieind; Tliey were swccler, inanniiM. sweeter. Than the sweetest sinojiin hinl. Jiold me (closer, eioser, mniumn, I'lit your arms aroiiiid me ti^^ht; {)\i, how miu'h J love you maiiniiia, And ] feel so strange to-nigli(." Then her inol lier lielil her darling chiser. To her ever hiirning breast. On her heart thai near was breaking l>ay (he eurly head so near at rest. In the .solemn hour of midnight, In the silenee ealm and deep. Lying on hor mother's bosom, Little "Ciiorry Ripe" fell asleep. In the ((uiet little ehiirehyard. There is now a new made mound. And the little form that was so eherished. Has been tenderly laid beneath the grouii But up yonder in the portals, That are shining very fair, Little "Cherry Ripe" now is sheltered Ky our Saviour's loving care. OUR SWE3ET LITTLE TILLIE. (A Child of Heaven.) "Cod needed one more jewed for His crown and lie look our sweet little Tillie tenderly awny." "At times it seems^ thou art just away, and the hmd must be so very fair is why you linger there, 'j'hou wast lovely, sweet and gentle as a summer breeze, and jjleasant as the air of heaven as it floats among the trees. Yet again we hope to meet thee, when the -day of life is fled, then in Heaven with joy to greet thee where no heart -breaking tear is shed." Another link is broken. In our household band; But a chain is forming In a better land. 14 IN HIS NAME. 'Tis hard to break the tender cord, When love has bound the heart; "Tis hard, so hard to speak the word. We must on earth now part. We mourn our sweet little Tillic from our home, We mourn thee from thy place; A shadow o'er our life is cast, We mourn thy sunshine face. We mourn thy kind and loving hands Thy fond and earnest care; Our once happy home is dark and drear witliout thee, We mourn thee everywhere. MOTHER'S LOVE. After the raging storm of earth's separation, -coiihs the calm sunshine of heaven's reunion and the chorus of birds burst forth. Here and there a gold cloud in the sky, ai golden memory of faith and love to cheer us to the end. There is no fear of death for souls that soar in faith above this world's incarcerating bars, and so, by inner sight, behold that "Land of Light,'' whose glory diuis the splendor of the stars. Anchored! At rest with Jesus. One less at home, the charmed circle broken, a sacred mother's face Missed day by day from its usual place, but cleansed, saved and i'ertecteu by grace, one more in Heaven. One less on earth; its pains, its sorrows, its toils, to share, One less the pilgrim's daily cross to bear, one more the "Crown of the blessed" lo wfar, at home in Heaven, Anchored! At rest with Jesus. My children, would thou have me linger, Ever by thy cherished side; To cheer thee on life's journey. To love, to succor, ne'er to chide? Life is but a changeful season, Interspersed with hope and fears; IN HIS NAMK. If) l^^rst \vc liear sweet songs of gladness, Tlien the tones of igrief and tears. But beyond the licavcidy portal, Peerless in our Saviour's love. Dwell the hapjjv of God's chosen. Never, never more to rove. No more parfiiigs, se])ara(ions or broken hearts (here to grieve thee, No more chastening, no more scourging of the rod; My children, wilt thou strive to meet me In the Paradise of God? SILVER LININGS. The tilings we love may die, May perish from the gay and gladsome earth ; The silent stars, the blue and smiling sky, Shine on its grave, as once upon its birth. The things we love may change, The rosy lips may cease to smile anew ; The kindly gonial eye in its beam grow cold and strange. 'J'lie heart still waiiuly beat, yet not. he true. The things we love may pale, Hope's gayest wreaths are made of earthly flowers. Things are made to fade and fade away VjVo thev have blossomed for a few short hours. AS GOD HATH PROSPERED. A beiu'ficent person is like a fountain watering the earth and spreading fertility, while others are so covetous as if they were to live forever, and benevolence could not receive for obedience from them but a cold glitter and rigid expression regarding its com- pliances. Generous intentions should be developed methodically in practical use. Merely talking of doing, and never accomplished, is of no substantial or ])crmanent foundation; but rather a composition of surface with no depth of substance. How much preferable to be chosen is the bouyancy and suavity of disposition of true devotion and self-sacrifice. We should heed the jeweled lesson taught us 10 IN HIS NAME. by our great Teacher, God, who has given to all what He con- siders just, of this world's wealth — to some ton talents, to others one; even if we have little given, give a small portion of that. The cruse of oil shall never fail; give to the Lord, make some re- turns unto Him. The gold and silver are His. He givetii unto us and we should in grateful thankfulness return tithes unto Him of that which He hath given to us in kindness, we who are so un- worthy LO be the recipients thereof. He looks down from heaven and says to the rich, Ail this 1 hath given thee, what hast thou given Me? "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my bretlu-en, ye have done it unto ^le." Where are the proofs of our stewardship? ^^'hy cannot the rich feel for others heart-pains that are real? ^V'hy may they not like sweet minister- ing spirits of charity and mercy relieve them? "Bis dat qui cito, dat.'" Be ye warmed and clothed, uttered in careless passing words, with unconcerned indifferance, satisfietli not tlie body require- ments or the necessities for raiment. "Ami oiu- of you say unto them, depart in peace, be ye warmed and tilled, notwithstanding, ye give them not those things wliicli are needed to the body, what doth it profit?"' James 2:15. rrnyev is very needful, it is tlu' kry that unlocks the word of God, but it answers in part for the famishing, it has to be accompanied with food, or the means to purchase bread for the hungry, who require both spiritual and earthly provision for sustenance to retain their soul a,nd hold life's small mortal compass of existence together. The Christian poor are God's dear children, and they heroically sustain their part in the conflict of mortality, — wliich is a furnace of fire in wliicii He tests their faith, trust and atl'ection for Him, bringing them forth refined, purified, exalted. Both consoled a^nd rewarded they enter into mansions of inconceivable untold giory. Ihc precious secure resting place given only to the real child of its Father. Tribula- tions have made them beautiful for Heaven and theirs is jny and light of the Infinite. At last, by their perseverance, through the struggle clouds they won the goal. The rich should always tender symp.itliics regard for the less favored than tliemselves. and if lliey would give the tentli of their increase unto God, how it would benefit the poor, and many a frail tenement of .toil would be found, their head resting on a softer pillow, and their feebleness strengthened. Why cannot the rich possess warmer hearts? Who can resist Thy gentle call, appealing to every generous heart and grateful feeling? Wl\o can hear the aiccents of acquisition, and never love Thee? God loveth a cheerful giver. How bountiful the blessed Master gave unto mankind, over- IN HIS NAME. 17 iiowiiig mciisure. "Don't look for a bright piiniy lor ciiinL-h collfc- tion; give as (.Joel lu^th prospered of your gold or sliver. (Juglil not His stewards follow the example He set for thcui to practice until they render their linal account of stewardship cntrusied with Thee in the endV The poor of this world may yet be heirs and joint-heirs of a Heavenly King in the world to come. The sweetest music is not in the oratoria, but in tlu^ iiuniau voice, when il speaks in tones of tenderness, truth and encouragement. When M'e reach Heaven we will never regret having done too much, if we entertain any past grievance it will most assuredly be that we had done so little. Monuments ol ukui's beneficence are evi- dences of his tokens of generosity, and gifts of his wealth of- ferings of love. Gifts are relieving the poor, donating towards churches, etc., — firstly to his Master, and secondly to his fellow- men. "God! loveth the gates of Zion better than the dwellings of Jacob." '"Honor the Lord with thy substance, and with the first fruits of all thine increase." Proverbs 15:9. "So shall thy l);irns be filled with plenty, and thy: presses shall burst out with new wine." Proverbs 3:10. How preferable to be cnguged in well-doing, rather than self-accumulation. Could we be on the Lord's' side and be known and recognized in the latter? Kinder hearts may never beat than those within the bosom of some of God's poor, under their coarse outer guise; right impulses and true principles flourish just as well, and sometimes better, than beneath the polished ex- terior of more cultured and enlightened and classic mortals. The true man is that which exists under what is called real man- hood. "Well done" is certainly a. most happy actionable of a man's life. Kind words bring so much sunshine with them and tart ones leave such a dreary, dreary lilaiik. Flow diversified are the disjjositions of mankind, under the firmament — the one dome of the world — the majestic crown of the most storied city of men, but is not the sympathetic soft voice in spoken accentuations of gen- tleness, and the Christ-like disposition and angel foot-steps tread on its errands of loving deeds for the needy, to be observed with gladness as a city set on a hill, whose light cannot be hid, but shineth more and more unto the perfect day of God's revelation, who saith: "I know thy works and charity and service and faith, and thy patience and thy works, and the last to be more than the first." Revelations 2:19. Breathe a holy thanksgiving to Him whose self- sacrifice has perfected our own complete happiness and the eternal refuge of our soul's redemption and confirmed salvation. A reminiscence is related of passing a plate in church, comprising a very large congregationi, and the clergyman observing that 18 IN HIS NAME. there was only one alms dish, made signs to a rustic usher from tlie chancel entrance to come to him, and bade him to go into the rectory garden, through a glass door into the dining room, where their had been a slight rellectiou before the service, bring a disii from the table, take it down one side of the north aisle, and up the other and bring it to the rector at the place from which he started. The usher disappeared, reappeared with the dish, took it as he was ordered and presented it to the people on either side of the aisle and then apjjroaching the rector, whispeied, "l ha\e done as yer told me, sir. I've taken it down ytjn side of the aisle and up t'other, they'll none of "em 'ave any." No order had been given to empty the dish and it was full of biscuit which cause ascertained why the rustic usher had received in the dish no con- tributions. "Will a man rob Cod? Yet ye have robbed Me. But ye say, wherein have we robbed Thee In tithes and offerings." Surely men should treat their Maker, the only good and great God, as well as they treat each other, and exceedingly greater and far more reverently before and toward the Almighty Jehovah, whom no man can look upon and live, and it is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God, who is a consuming fire. No man can cavalirly excuse himself. The feeling that the range of our obliga- tions rise no higher and take in no more than our duties to our fellows; but notwithstanding there remains the whole grand and solemn realm of our duties God-ward and faithfulness to the lower, can not excuse unfaithfulness and lethean interest to the Higher. It is a searching question for us — men ought to halt and ask, is this right in the sight of God? Have we obeyed God first in all things?' God is not mocked, "whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap." We are required to give a tenth, "as God hath prospered,"' if a little, give a tenth of that little; if abundantly, a tenth accordingly. God is not unrighteous that He will forget your cheerful giving, requisition, rectitude, and you will receive your reward. God does not give just to the top of the vessel. He giveth pressed down and running over. Your tenth, however small, will be accepted by God as well as the tenth of the magnate's millions. Every man shall give as he is able. It is not the amount that God looks at, it is the act and the self-sacrifice, to His honor and glory. Remember the widow's mite. Some suggest and acknowledge that they want all for themselves, but who gave them that all in trust for themselves? Was it not God, and their life, health and daily existence? Self must fall to possess Christ all in all. We have not rendered unto God the things that are God's, who IN HIS NAME. 19 gave His only Son foi* ovir sakes, to be bound upon the accursed tree. By the drooping death-dewed brow, Son of Man, "Tis Thou, Tis Thou. J3y the hist antt bitter cry, sad and dying, who is He, Son of Man, 'Tis Thou, "Tis Thou. By the lifeless body, the bones of the crucified Jesus in the chamber of the dead, Son of Man, 'Tis Th-ou, 'Tis Tliou. By the souls he died to save, and the saints before His Throne, and the rainbow round His brow, Son of God, "Tis Thou, 'Tis Thou. Go to dark Gethsamane, ye that feel the coveting tempter's power, follow to the judg-ment hall, view the Lord of Life arraigned. "It is finished," hear our dying Saviour cry. "Jesus Christ gave Himself for us to die." What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, truest, dearest i'riend, for this, thy dying sorrow, thy pity without end? Lord may I never never outlive my love and gifts wholly for Thee, dying safely through Thy love, believing in Him who maketh me wholly Thine forever — heirs to an unending life, and He gave his life to ob- tain and purchase our salvation. "All this I have done for thee, what hast thou done for Me?" Most certainly those who refuse God a tenth of what He gives them, would decidedly not have done so for Him. Then if we serve Him not on earth as He commandeth us to do, can we expect to reign and live with Him in heaven? We must not keep back any part of our tenth. We have an instance of Annanias and Sapphira, Acts 5:2, 5, 10. Some may say, '"We who teach should teach ourselves, and we who set at guiding others should be especially anxious that some of the mud of un- faithfulness and inconsistency do not spatter and smutch our gar- ments." By each man's "faith and works ye slial! know them. God knoweth the heart, the purpose." and "he that layeth up treas- ures for himself and is not rich toward God." "Christ warnctli to beware of eovetousness." A man's life consists not in (he abundance of the things which he possesseth. Ah, not like erring man is God, That men to answer Him should dare; Condemn'd and into silence awed, They helpless stand before his bar. Woulds't thou one day be spoken of to tlie King? Would H^ know you then? "So is he that layeth up treasures for himself and is not rich to- ward God." Luke 12:16-21. Art thou the cheerful giver God loveth, 2 Cor. 9:7. Never give grudge-way-like and unwilling, to be acceptable to God. "Bis dnt qui, cito dat." "Them that honor Me. I will honor — and thev that 20 IX HIS NAME. despise Me, I will lightly esteem." "If then I be a Fatlier where is Mine honor? And if 1 ho, a Master, where is My tear? saith the Lord of hosts unto you." "For, from the rising of the sun even unto the going down of the same, My name shall be gi-eat among the Gentiles; and in every place incense shall be offered unto j\Iy name, and a pure offering; for My name shall be great among the heathen, saith the Lord of hosts." A misspent, covetous, unprofitable life has all the springs of past given chances buried with it, like the consolation of one who dares not look back and who has nothing to expect. There are various varieties of givers — the penny giver, the shilling giver and the dollar giver, and the fat giver and the lean giver and the non-giver. Reader, whieh class do you come under? It Christians gave "as God hath prospered'' them, hoAV affluently full would be God"s treasuries. Nothing for Jesus; how unjust for the great salvation He hath procured and purchased for us. Is there not a great deal of robbing God, and even by those of most scrupiilous honesty as towards their fellow men? "P.ring ye the whole tithe into the storehouse, and prove Me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the \\indows of heaven and pour yoii out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it." Keep your lieart whole towards God. Have we treated God as well as we have our fellow men? To say notliing of (he better and more reverent treatment God's character demands. The bubbles that float on the whirlpool of fashionable and ungodly existence, will they ever stop to inquire into or bemoan its vanishment ? It is the true pbiloso])liy to not let the wlu^cls of time roll by without bearing choice fruit and titlies for tiie Master and His cause. "If thou be righteous what givest thou Him m- wluit receiv- eth He of thine hand?" Job 35:7-8. "The tenth shall be holy unto to Lord." Leviticus 27:32. "And of all that Thou shalt give me, i will surely give the tenth unto Thee." Genesis 28:22. "For all things come of Thee, and of Thine own have we given Tliee." 1 Chronicles 29:14. People generally do not recogni/.e tiiat "(iod hath prospered" them, and so they do not think to render to Him accordingly as they have received. God giveth the power to get riches, and He re- quireth the tenth of those riches. He can raise the poor and sink the monarch as he pleases. The indictment of the Lord against His ancient people might be laid against m;Miy of His cluirches in those days. ">-'he did not know that \ gave her corn and wine and oil and nuiltiplied her silver and gold." The world needs that IN HIS NAME. 21 tlie believers halt and ask the question, "Is this vij^ht in tlie sii^ht of God? 4 Alas, few now recognize llia( it is licL-ansc "Ond Tmth piospcied ' them tiiat things are so well with them and ncglccf iiig lo acknow- ledge the Source of their blessings — their kind and great Benefactor — they do not consecrate their wealth to "Our Father who art in Heaven."' "liender unto Caesar the things tliat are Caesar's, and unto Cod the things that are Cod's." (tow good, He is tlu' Civer. lliere is none good l)\it One, (hat is God." St. Matthew, lit: 17. The very law of oir Lord, the; de\()te darning stitches in them before papa can wear them. Glady laughed quite merrily, but Emmie and Gail put their child-arms around their sweet little sister, whose tear drops, with theirs mingled, were falling softly on her snow-white embroideried child-apron. "Never mind, sweetness," said mamma, "you will get the prize yet, after all for you did knit the first pair of socks." Mamma then said she would give all a prize for learning to knit, a little work box each, with needles, tiny scissors, thread, and a child's gold thimble with their names engraved in ini- tials. "Our little Tillie has done her part, too," so says papa, as mamma stooped to kiss the tear stained and ever so sorry (beautiful as a picture) little face, then she gave Tillie her work box, a pretty blue and gold one, with tiny gold thimble, needles, scissors and thread, with a lock and key, and she said in a whisper, "You won the first jjrize for papa'-s socks darling, and your little fingers faithfully did 1 IN HIS NAME. the very best they knew how or could do." Aiyi the lesson little Tillie learned along with her knitting she will never forget. She was always child-like and so sweet and loved, possessing nothing of the nianeuvoring or sellish nature disposi'd, but exquisitely loveable,in uisjjosition and eharacteristical of loveliness. Without imagination or exaggeration, of her it can he truly said, "The heirs of heaven are such as these, for such as these 1 came."' When a child "has done what she could" in trying to please you, even if tiiere are knots suspended, dropped stitches and tanglfed threads, have patience — its tiny fingers could do no better, and do not disconrage it by jerking away the article or piece of material, or laughing at its infantile ways. It is only a beginning and those are its first endeavoring efforts, remember. You have learned, it has yet to learn; therefore praise rather than fauit-fina —showing j'Ou to be of an irritabU; disposition and causing the little one to become abashed and non-progressive. Don't do it. As teachers we ourselves must not be at the out-set unsatisfied if all is not just as you want it to result. Mothers, of all, especially sluuild learn pa- tience for industry's little lingers. In our granilmother's day, little girls were taught ever sd many useful indoor domestic duties, in a clever, natural way, and ecnnomy as well as religious and moral habits, instructed and impressed. It is probable that all the doll clothes of those days must have 'been well-made, because the "lit- tle mothers" were given every day a lesson in sewing, crocheting niul knitting as soon as tiiey were old enough to learn. The day lays open that my hand May write eternal records hour by hour; From the rich uiouunts of the present winning. The golden trove that is the future's dower. On this white virgin page all ideal beauty, Must be inscribed to make my day more fair; And like some precious gem bright illumined, ^\■ith many a child-like deed and holy little prayer. Sacred tear-drops shed for another little sister's sorrow, A smile of sweet patience, a song of cheer; With here and there the golden-hearted blossomi Of a pure joy by sharing with each other made more dear. Thus would I write my life's little day, O tender Father, If it be so that Thou my hand will guide; Help me to make of Thy good gift a blessing From "silver morn to purple eventide." 26 IN HIS NAME. THAT WAY. "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved. Believe, only believe. A Book of Remembrance. "What," said the unbeliever," do you mean to tell me that I can choose to believe in 'that way,' when nothing seems true to me, and will that kind of believing be true and real?" "Yes," is the be- liever's answer, "your jmrt is only this — to put your will over on God's side in this matter of believing and when you do this in 'that way,' God immediately takes possession of it, and works in you to will of His good pleasure and you will soon find in 'that way' He has brought all the rest of your nature into subjection to Himself." "Well," was the unbeliever's answer, "I can do this. I cannot con- trol my emotions, but I can control my will, and the new life begins to look possible to me, if it is only my will that needs to be set straight in the matter. I can give my will to God and I do." From that moment, disregarding all the pitiful clamoring of his emotions, which continually accused him of being a hypocrite, this unbeliever held on steadily to the decision of his will, now an- swering every accusation with the continued assertion that "he chose to believe, he meant to believe, he did believe," and at the end of several days he found himself triumphant, with every emotion that previously had vexed him and every idea of unbelieving now brought into captivity to the mighty power of the blessed Spirit of God, who had taken possession of the will in "that way," thus put into His hands. The unbelieving, now believer, held fast to the profession of his faith without wavering, although it had seemed to him "that way,' as to real faith itself, he had iione to hold fast. At times it had drained all the will power he possessed to his lips, to say he be- lieved and acknowledged its truthfulness, and its existence from the beginning, so contrary it had been to all the evidences of his senses or his sages and his emotion. But now he had caught t'he true idea, that his will was, after all, himself, and that if he kept '•that way" 'on God's side, he was doing all he could do, and that was all required of him and that God alone could change "as please God" his emotions or control his being. The result proving one, the principle one of the grandest of Christians, who is a whole Christian's life in its marvelous simplicity, directness and power over sin; his former idea had terminated in a myth; he had been building down- IX HIS NAME. 27 ward on a foundation of sand, now he had been lifted up on the foundation rock, the Rock of Christ. Our will, which is the spring of all our actions, is in our natural state under the control of self, and self in us has been working in us not in "that way" but in "the other way," to our utter ruin and destructional havoc. Now God says, "Yield yourselves up to Me, as those that are alive from the dead, and I will work in you to will and to do of My good pleasure." And the moment we yield ourselves. He, of course, takes possession of us, and does work in us that which is well pleasing in His name and in His sight, through Jesus Christ, our blessed Lord and Saviour for time and eternity, giving us that mind that was in Christ Jesus, and trans- forming us into his image. "Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus, who being in the form of Cod, thought it not robbery to be equal with God, but made Himself of no reputation, and took upon Him the form of a servant, and was made in the like- ness of men, and being formed in fashion as a man, he humbled Him- self and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross. Wherefore God also hath highly e;falted Him and given Him a name which is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven and things in earth and things under the earth. And tiiat every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." Philippians 2: 2, 5. IL "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved. Be- lieve, only believe. Jesus is the Way, the Truth, the Life. No man Cometh unto the Father but through Him. Jesus saith, I am the resurrection and the life. He that believeth in Me though he were dead, yet shall he live. Whosoever liveth and believeth in Me shall never die. Believeth thou this? Yea, Lord, I believe that Thou art the Christ, the Son of God, which should come into the world. That whosoever believeth in Him shall not perish but have ever- lasting life. For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. For God sent not His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved. He that believeth on Him is not condemned, but he that believeth not is condemned already because he has not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God. And this is the con- demnation, that Light is come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil, for every one that doeth evil, hateth the light, lest his deeds should be re- proved. But he that doeth truth cometh to the light that his 28 IN HIS NAME. deeds may be made manifest, that they are wrought in God. He that hath receiyed His testimony hath set to his seal that God is true. For He whom God hath sent speaketh the Word of God, for God giveth not the spirit by measure unto Him. The Father loveth the bon and hath given all things into His hands. "He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life, and he that believeth not on the Son shall not see life, but the wrath of God abideth on him. For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am J in the midst of them'. Even thus shall it be in the day when the Son of Man is revealed. Take heed therefore that the light which is in thee be not darkness. If the whole body therefore be full of light having no part dark, the whole shall be full of light, as when the bright shining of a candle, doth give thee light. Fear ii