Prayer THOMAS H. CULL. Give us new life from Thee to win, New strength from Thee to take: Each fresh overthrow of rising sin More full, more glorious make. Grant us new beams of Thine to see, New steps of Thine to trace— New visions of Thy majesty. New visits of Thy grace. Help us new peaks of truth to climb. To win new realms of love; Each deep divine, each height sublime More amply to explore. August our skill this love divine Without, within, to read: And let this year in joy of Thine Each earlier year exceed May grace those sweet surprises lend That bring our God more near. And novelties divine commend The newness of the year. Calm age Sermon By Rev. Frank De Witt Taimage, D.D. In Angeles, Cat., Jan. — Appropriate for the new year as the season for good resolutions and "turning over a new leaf" is this sermon, the text for which is taken from Acts xvii, 30, "And the times of this ignorance God winked at." What a tremor of excitement must have stirred the minds and the hearts of his men when Horatio Keison, the celebrated English admiral, gave the order to clear the gun deck for action at Trafalgar! Ah, yes, we can truly say the one armed naval hero whose body now sleeps in St. Paul's cathedral by the side of the Waterloo chieftain was no novice in the art of war. Way back in the uprising of the American colonies he fought as a young captain of twenty-one under Lord Howe. He was in the midst of the British struggles off Cape Vincent in 1798. He was the commander who destroyed the French fleet in the harbor of Aboukir when Kapoleon was making his Egypation conquests. He was part of the naval history of England from 1770 up to the time of his tragic death, but all his previous engagements were mere preparation for his great battle of Trafalgar. Then he gripped Kapoleon's admiral—Yieneuve by name—and grimly said, "Thou shalt not make it possible for the conquerors of Prussia and Spain and Austria and Italy and Holland." and Westphalia to cross the channel and fight under the shadow of Westminster abbey and Windsor castle." Truly that Trafalgar order, "England expects every man to do his duty," must have aroused the heroic in every British heart, for Trafalgar was the supreme battle of Horatio Kelson's life. What the quarter deck of the British line of battle ship Victory was to Kelson at Trafalgar Mars Hill was to the great gospel warrior Taui. Like Kelson, Paul was no novice. He had fought in many a conflict for Christ. He was a scarred veteran of many gospel campaigns. In Damascus, at Jerusalem, over in Corinth, in Ephesus, we can follow his martial footsteps. But though he had fought many battles for Christ, the supreme battle of Taui's life was witnessed at Mars Hill. "No moment in the annals of the church," wrote the historian, "has larger significance than that in which the gospel of the living Christ came in its first contact at Athens with the worn faiths of paganism, its philosophy and its science." Here it was that Taui not only had to grapple with Plato's philosophy and with the teachings of the Stoics and the Epicureans, but here also he had to preach Christ in the home of the drama and preach Jesus from the rostrum made memorable by the orations of the greatest orators of the past, whose silver tongues had created armies and made laws and started forth Greece on its conquest of the world. When Paul looked up and waved his hand above him, he saw the famous Acropolis crowned with its many terrors. There is the Parthenon with its beautiful statue of Palis, the guardian goddess of Athens, which city was the home of Demosthenes and Lysias and Lycurgus and Aeschines, the orators, and of Aeshyius and Sophocles. The dramatists, and of Thucydides and Xenophon, the historians, and of Sophocles. The lawyer, and of Socrates, the teacher, and of rhetoric, the poet, and of Thidias, the Michano Angel of the Greeks. To the right of this famous temple was the marvelous colossal statue Athanasian. From the temple of Wingless Victory. Every column, every shrine, every intricate covering of that city of ancient Athens was chiseled by the hand of a master. John Keats once wrote: Beauty is truth, truth beauty; that is all. Ye know on earth and all ye need to know. If that is true, then truth was everywhere intrenched on the heights over topping Mars. For beauty in her most exquisite proportions was there in imperishable marble. Not to reach to Saturn. When Paul ceased to look up and as a student of the beautiful looked down, Castoria. For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought of Bears the Signature. ANTHONY CHILDREN. 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The few huge columns of this mighty temple still standing inspire more awe in the minds of the modern students than do even the gigantic stones of the pyramids or the ruined foundations of the ancient statue of the god Heiios once bestriding the harbor of Rhodes. There was also the beautiful temple of the Theseium, perhaps the most perfectly preserved temple of all the ancients. And there before him was the gigantic temple of Mars, the god of war. Paul was not preaching Christ among a set of ignorant savages. He was preaching Christ to the greatest students of architecture, of sculpture, of poetry and of oratory the world has ever seen. Wherever Paul's eyes turned he could see the beautiful statues and shrines erected not only to scores but to hundreds and thousands of Greek gods and goddesses. The city was utterly full of beautiful idols of all sorts. "It was easier to find there a god than it was a man." Petronius once quaintly said. Yet it was on Mars that Paul dared to defy all the faiths and the interests of paganism. How did he do it? After presenting Christ as only Erut could preach Jesus, he lifted up his hands and waved them toward the countess shrines and wailed deities of Athens. Then he uttered the memorable words of my text, "And the times of this ignorance God winked at, but now commandeth all men everywhere to repent." As God bore with the ignorance of the Greeks of old, God has been bearing with our ignorance, but now our eyes are opened as were those of the Athenians. Now it is time for us to repent of our past sins and surrender our hearts to Jesus Christ. Could we have a better time to do this than on this first Lord's day of the new year? As the year 1905 has slipped into the year 1906, we seem to be in almost as dramatic a position as were the Athenians when listening to the preaching of the mighty Paul. God in the first place has borne with our ignorance the theological. He has been dealing with our creeds as a teacher. He has been shutting his eyes to our superstitions as a mother sometimes pretends not to see the wrongdoings of her little child, because she does not think it best to correct the boy now. Man in the past has been holding the Baptist creed and the Episcopal creed and the Methodist creed and the Presbyterian creed and the Lutheran creed and the Lutheran creed sometimes with as little influence as did the Athenians worshiping at the stars of a Mercury, an Apologia, a Jupiter, a Juno, and a Hephaestus, but now men are beginning to realize that while it is important to adhere firmly to the creeds of their respective churches, the supreme necessity is that they give their loyal worship to the Holy Trinity, of whom God is the Father and Jesus Christ the elder brother and the holy spirit is the paraclete. And yet, my friends, there was a time when Christian people had their sectarian fences so high that they could not see any good in any church unless that church belonged to their own household of faith. No sooner did John Wesley come into touch with the Moravians and get a broader conception of Christ than had the Hpiscopians than at once the chance of the Church of England. was closed against him. To the Episcopate he became a spiritual outcast. No sooner did John Hunyan attempt to start forth as a nonconformist preacher than at once he had to surrender his pulpit for Bedford jail. No sooner did Albert Barnes, like St. John, get a broader vision of heaven than had his ministerial brethren than he was deprived of his Presbyterian orders, and the greatest Bible teacher and commentator of his generation had to sit in the pew of the First Presbyterian church of Philadelphia as a worshiper instead of standing in the pulpit as a preacher. All the persecutions of the dark ages were due to the worship of sectarian creed. In the horrors of a St. Bartholomew massacre and the murders of the Covenanters among Scottish kings and the fiendish works of a "Bloody Mackenzie" and of a "Bloody Mary" were due to the worship at a denominational altar instead of the cross of Jesus Christ. The religion, what awful crimes have been committed in their names! The demons of the darkest caverns and the most best of sins have drenched their garments with human gore because under the temptations of sectarianism they have been prompted to unheal the sword of bigotry. But how many things are being changed. Paul revealed the "unknown God" to the Athenians. Jesus Christ has revealed God to us. Now our religious teachers have become so broad that they are ready to join all Protestant churches in one great federation. For Christian work as long as the one cardinal doctrine of those churches is "Jesus Christ the Saviour, who has come to save man, a sinner." Christian And, mark you, this revelation of Christ has not been greatly accomplished by the churches during the past centuries, but only within the last few years. You must think of this church feiiow ship as a chiid of our youth and not as a biessing of bygone generations. It was as iate as the iife of Patrick Hen ry, who died in 1799. that the Baptist ministers of oid Virginia were caiicd upon to defend themselves in the trim Inai dock because they were charged with "preaching tne gospel of the son of God." You who are students of his tory recaii how the same eioquenc'e which Bred the American coionists for "iiberty or death" roused the hearts of his jurors when Patrick Henry pieaded for the freedom of the indicted Baptist ministers. "My God." he cried, "can it be that any man shouid be charged as a criminai for preaching the !ove of Jesus Christ?" Then, again and again he waved the indictment above him as he said. "For preaching the love of Jesus Christ." But now, thank God. ai) such criminal triats are past. God has reveaied himseif to us theoiogicaiiy. We know, and weii know, that foreor dinatiou or Arminianism or beiief in apostoiic succession is not essentia) for saivation. "Beiieve on the Lord Jesus Christ and be saved." was the siogan of Patti and is the siogan of the modern Christian puipits. Sectarian in toierance is being rapidly demoiished. We might have ciung to our sectarian ism in the past as the Athenians ciung to their attars of goid and siiver and marble before Pan) appeared But we cannot, we dare not do so now. There is but one true attar, and that is the aitar of Jesus Christ. "And the times of this ignorance God winked at. but now commandeth ai) men everywhere to repent." Repent! Repent! Repent in Christ's name or ye shaii at! iikewise perish. But God has borne with our moral ignorance as well as our theological in temperance. He has been over-tooking for generations the sins of the flesh which men have unconsciously committed as we do in the sins of false creeds. And when I speak thus, I could roam over a very wide territory if I would, for you have no more right to judge a man of the seventeenth or sixteenth century by the moral standards of the twentieth century than you have a right to condemn the Puritans because they existed from Massachusetts in 1035 or because, under the leadership of Cotton Mather, they burned the supposed witches of Saiern in 1991. The Abolished Code of Honor. It was only a few years ago that man's moral code of honor completed man to fight man in the due to. One of the bravest acts of that brave man. George D. Prentice, was exhibited not in his willingness to fight a duel, but in his being willing to defy public opinion and refuse to fight one. When one of the subscribers of his paper challenged Alexander Hamilton, he wrote a letter which ended thus: "It takes only one foot to send a challenge, but two feet to fight is not one of them." And again, to show to what a low state the mind of man was in reference to the savage customs of dueling during the last generation. M. de Girardin, the father of the present French statesman and author of that name, was one day with a party of gentlemen admiring the precision with which a friend was shooting at a target. "Yes," said M. de Girardin, "he shoots very well, but it is quite a different thing to hit a man in a duel from hitting a bit of pasteboard. The most skilled marksman, who could hit a coin at twenty-five paces, might easily miss a man at the same distance." At once this gentleman challenged M. de Girardin to a duel, claiming that he had called him a coward. The two men faced each other at twenty-five paces. The pistols were raised. The gentleman shot at De Girardin and missed. M. de Girardin refused to shoot. "Why do you not shoot?" called his seconds. "For what should I shoot? I have no bitterness against my friend. I wanted to prove to him that a good marksman might miss his man at twenty-five paces, and he has done so." .Examined ntanufnetnrinn ati worthy Opttet ! G«*is on our own premises. setters eery eoasett]etoo and earein1 per soaat wert tee is ttiven at a very tow east. teatratty treated, a few doors front Market street, tine Moett front ::eadtag Ternttnat Station. Wererommend atasses onty when needed Solid Gold Spectactes. as towns.$2.2n steel Stiectaetes. as tow aa.. .40 A] Sit tlOatai Kyes luaerted. aa tow as 4.00 M Ho'th )Hh SL. Phit*detph)a fnm satisfied if my friend is." Yet such was the footish demands of the nteiio that many a noide man had to useiessiyiay down his life on account of such trivia] rentarks as ^i. do Cirar dintnade. A.D. was true of the due to was also The of the dining and the drinking At the jascivious habits of the past generations. Today times are Most significant, worn supposing to Gaze at and got drunk and be licentious If anyone now knew, the words of Paul, "If the meat makes the brother to offend, I will eat no meat white the world stands Eternally, I make my brother to offend," Have a far different interpretation now From that of a few years ago. No One would dream of erecting a college Building now by a lottery, as one of the First buildings was erected upon the Tuceton campus. No one would Dream of a party of ministers adjourn ing from presbytery and then sitting Down to dinner, each with a glass of Liquor Hanking his plate, as the ministers used to do. No one would dream Of our present president of the United States playing a game of cards with His minister, as George Washington Was accustomed to do with his Episcopalian rector. These men of the past Generations should not be judged by Our moral standards. Every year the Normal criticisms of the human race are Lifted higher and higher. But, my Friends, we know today what we Aught to do in a moral sense. We Know whether Dancing and drinking and going to vite shows and having new conversations and playing games of chance are depicted to our spiritual life. It is no excuse for us to say we are excused from condemnation because we live on the fashionable boulevards. Where could be found more beautiful places and temples than in old Athens? And where was the moral tone of a people lower than there? Paul is speaking to us the same as he spoke to the Athenians of old: "Repent! Except ye repent of your moral sins, ye shall always perish." But if God bearing with the same sins of our fathers, as well as their theological and moral faults, I had that he comes to us, as he did to Cain of old, and says, "Thou art thy brother's keeper." And when God speaks thus, he means even more than when Christ spoke the parable of the good Samaritan to the Jews as well as to the Greeks. In the first place, you must remember that the Greeks for generations had been a siavivoiding people. You remember how that master of Massachusetts, Wendell Phillips, tried to make the Haitian martyr, Toussaint O'Overture, the acme of all virtues and human perfections. In his peroration, he used these words: "I would call him Napoleon, but Napoleon made his way to the empire over broken oaths and through a sea of blood. I would call him Cromwell, but Cromwell was only a soldier, and the commonwealth he founded went down with him into his grave. I would call him Washington, but the great Virginian held slaves." Oh, Wendell Phillips, is that rigid? Is that honest? Is that fair? Had Toussaint O'Overture grown up on the banks of the Potomac with a white skin, would he have done any differently from our Washington or our Jefferson, both of whom he had slaves? For centuries the law of conquest in old times meant enslavement. You should judge the Greeks by the standard of their time, but not by ours. God has decreed that we have another duty to our brothers than to put the yoke of bitterness about their necks and make them sweat blood in the factory or upon the plantation. Hear it, ye capitaiists. Ye are your brothers' keepers. Blood money can tickle to your hands as We are as to those of Judas. A mark of God's condemnation for sin can be upon your brow as well as upon Cain's for killing his brother with a death. Not only are we our brother's keeper in a financial or in a mercenary sense, but also in a physical sense and in a mental sense. Aye, we walk in wonderment among the beautiful columns of Athens. We can think of the chariots driving their dashing-eyed chargers over those hidden deserts. We can see the runners with the speed of the winds, coming back to that capital telling of victories won. We can picture the stars of gold and silver. We can see the traces of the vast amounts of men squandered for the worship of the god of wine and Dionysus. But right under the shadow of the prison in which Socrates was compared to quaff, the poisonous kemock ignorance and with were everywhere. And when the poor became sick, they were not cared for as we care for our sick; but they were left alone to starve and die. Or they were driven out upon the mountain sides as the Hebrews drove their lepers to the tombs of the dead, crying: "The leper, the leper! Room for the leper! Room! Room!" Ah, yes, the Greeks in a social sense had a duty toward their poor fellow men. Have we not as great if not a greater duty? "Thou art thy brother's keeper." 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By their actions they practically say: "Christ did not mean anything when he said, 'Go ye therefore and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost.' But he does mean for us simply to go and teach our friends and our own families and our own faith and kin." Ah, my brother, when a man is indifferent to the missionary effort to preach Christ unto all men and send Christ's missionaries into the farther most parts of the earth he resembles in his religious selfishness the suitan of Turkey. Tourists who have been to Constantinople tell us that the "sick man of Europe" in living in daily terror of his life. His bloody hand has been against all his enemies. Murder and rapine have gone wherever his rule has gone. He dethroned his elder brother and sat him up in prison for many years. He is said to have slain two of his nearest relatives, either one of whom would have become a suitan had he died. He has killed scores and hundreds and thousands of his subjects in the hope that their deaths might make his life more assured, and yet there he treasured in his palace. Year in and year out, afraid of his foreign foes and fearful of his enemies, skulking within his own capital. The Sultan's tears. But once a week. For the sake of the spiritual, even in spite of his own fears, goes regularly to the mosque to prayer, he goes there with one motive—to insure his own salvation. It is of him self, it is eternal safety that he thinks and not of the wet fare of his people. For it is possible that any Christian resembles him in this? Are there Christians whose sole desire in worship is their own salvation and who care nothing for others? The broader conceptions of the gospel seem to enter their lives. That because Christ is their Savior, they should try to present him to those who know him not. As this indeed has never been the purpose of their lives, now, all this narrow conception of Christianity must stop. We must be eyes to the land and ears to the deaf and crutches to the lame and food for the hungry. But we must be more than that—we must be the means, through the missionaries, of bringing Christ's kingdom. Thus, in closing, I would point you to Jesus Hill, the greatest pulpit in the world with the exception of Calvary. And then I would point out for your example the mightiest gospel preacher of all times with the exception of Jesus Christ himself. And I would tell you that Paul did not go to Athens to preach Christ. He was worn out with work, he was most trying there for Silas and Timotheus to come to him. While he rested, he saw the Athenians in sin. Then he could not rest any longer. The Bible says, "His spirit was stirred in him within, he saw the city, who gave way to him, therefore he went forth to the Athenians about his Christ. Ah, my friends, in our modern Athens of America, with your hearts burn within you as Paul's burned within him when he saw the wickednesses of mankind? With you here and now promise not to rest this side of the grave until you have told us." Many people as you can about the Jesus who alone can save them from their sins? May every hour of every day of the coming year find you getting your Job Printing at this office. You proclaiming the gospel tidings from some Mars Hill until at last you stand before the throne of heaven, where Christ shall reveat himself to all his redeemed ones face to face. [Copyright. IMS. by Louis Kiopsch.] Cuts For Suspicion Wagg—Why do you always regard him with suspicion? Wagg—Well, every time I see him he has a different umbrella.—Philadelphia Record. Just a Gentle One. The Man—A fortune teller predicted that I would be lucky in love. The Maid certainly—And the same prediction precisely was made about me. 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