It would be profitable to all of us if we would ask ourselves this question, "Is my soul a little child?" (Text.)
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SOUNDS
Compared with the Western world, with
its indescribable hubbub, Korea is a land
of the most reposeful silence. There are no
harsh pavements over which horses are tugging
their lives out, no jostling of carts or
dray-wagons, no hateful clamor that forbids
quiet conversation, but a repose that is inherent
and eternally restful. The rattle of
the ironing-sticks is not nerve-racking, but
rather serves as a soporific to put all the
world to sleep. Apart from this, one hears
nothing but the few calls and echoes of
human voices. What a delightfully quiet
land is Korea! In the very heart of its great
city, Seoul, you might experiment at midday
in the latest methods of rest-cure and
have all the world to help you.—James S.
Gale, "Korea in Transition."
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SOWING AND REAPING
Plant blessings, and blessings will bloom;
Plant hate and hate will grow;
You can sow to-day—to-morrow will bring
The blossom that proves what sort of a thing
Is the seed, the seed that you sow. (Text.)
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SOWING BY SONG
"What shall the harvest be?" the composition
of Mrs. Emily Oakey, and as sung by
Mr. Sankey, won to Christ and to the gospel
ministry the Rev. W. O. Lattimore, long
pastor in Evanston, Ill. Young Lattimore
joined the army in 1861 a moral youth of
eighteen years, but later, a first lieutenant,
he fell into drink, becoming a physical
wreck. But one day in 1876, in the gallery
of Moody's Tabernacle in Chicago, dazed
from drink, the voice of Sankey in this pathetic
song aroused in him new emotions,
particularly the words:
"Sowing the seed of a lingering pain,
Sowing the seed of a maddened brain,
Sowing the seed of a tarnished name,
Sowing the seed of eternal shame,
O, what shall the harvest be?"
The seed was sown—good seed this time; and from the saloon to which he withdrew, he returned to the Tabernacle, found a Savior, rejoined wife and child whom he had long abandoned, and after a successful pastorate of twenty years, died in 1899—a whole harvest to the seed-sowing of Christian song.
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SPACE NOT VACANT
The idea that the vast spaces between the
sun and the various planets are void and untenanted
now belongs only to the history
of science. To-day it is known that these
spaces are filled with vast swarms of minute,
dust-like bodies, each and every one revolving
about the sun in vast ellipses, each
one being, in fact, a microscopic planet.
These bodies make their presence known not
only as meteors or shooting-stars, but also
by their power to reflect sunlight, and thus
produce the peculiar evening glow of the
zodiacal light.—Charles Lane Poor, "The
Solar System."
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Sparrow and Sermon—See Sermon, Saving a.
Speaking Extemporaneously—See Tact.
SPEAKING, PUBLIC
To talk to a crowd of 5,000 people—few
living speakers know what that means; the
expenditure of nervous force, the strain on
throat and brain, on body and soul. But
Wesley did this, not only every day, but
often twice and three times in a day. He
did it for fifty years, and the strain did
not kill him!
Gladstone's Midlothian campaign in 1879 is famous in history; but it was confined to a little patch of Scotland; it lasted fifteen days, and represented perhaps twenty speeches. But Wesley carried on his campaign on a scale which leaves Mr. Gladstone's performances dwarfed into insignificance. He did it on the great stage of the three kingdoms, and he maintained it without a break for more than fifty years!—W. H. Fitchett, "Wesley and His Century."
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See Tact.
SPEAKING TO DO GOOD
A writer in the London Mail has this to say concerning Theodore Roosevelt while in Egypt:
At Cairo he was asked to leave out his
reference to the murder of the Prime Min-
