is full, envies the poor old forsaken horse, out in the lane, a mere bag of bones, deserted by its owner and left to die, and eating dirt in its hungry desire for a single mouthful of grass-roots.—N. D. Hillis.
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VIRTUES, TRANSPLANTED
A rare plant from the King's Gardens at
Kew, England, has floated down the stream
to a little village in Surrey. Its flowers may
now be seen, to the great surprize of
botanists, growing on the banks of this village
stream in fine profusion. So the flowers
of humility, love, and faith, transplanted in
us from higher lives may grow in the
humblest lives, surprizing all around by their
sweet fragrance.
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Vision—See Elevation and Vision; Inspiration.
Vision, Distorted—See Blindness Cured.
VISION OF JESUS
It was the vision of the Savior which transformed the whole being of Paul. And the apprehension of the person of the risen and ascended Son of God must forever change the one who has beheld Him.
Sir David Brewster says, in his life of Sir
Isaac Newton, that the great astronomer on
a certain occasion gazed steadfastly with his
naked eyes on the sun shining in his meridian
splendor. As a consequence, the impression
in the retina was so deep that for days he
could not see anything with distinctness—turn
which way he would, he constantly beheld
the image of the sun. He shut himself
up for days in a dark room, but even there
he could clearly discern the golden halo of
the light. (Text.)
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VISION RESTORED
A young French girl, daughter of a
famous painter, had lost her eyesight in
infancy. She was supposed to be incurably
blind. But years later a noted Paris oculist
was consulted and performed a delicate
operation which completely restored her
vision. Frequently afterward she would run
into her father's arms and exclaim: "To
think that I had such a father for so many
years and never knew him!"
So many souls are blind and are ignorant
of their Heavenly Father!
(Text.)
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Vision, The Larger—See Self-limitations.
Visiting, Vain—See Acquaintances.
VITAL FAITHS
An institution has life in it. Cut any of the
faiths of your fathers and they bleed. At
the heart of a grain of wheat is a golden
spot that holds the life, and a coming sheaf.
You may strip off the outer hull, but touch
that living heart at your peril. You may
change the forms of your government, but,
oh, guard the liberty of your fathers. You
may change the wording of your fathers'
creed, but at your peril touch the providence
of God, His Fatherhood and love, the way of
life through Christ, the hope of immortality.
You may change the method of worship on
Sunday, but at your peril do not destroy it,
until in one wild orgy of drunken pleasure,
your children become mere insect "skippers,"
dancing for a day on the surface of a
poisoned pool, then to disappear forever.—N.
D. Hillis.
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VITALITY, LOW
Just as the body when at a low vitality is susceptible to colds, so it may as truly be said of the soul, when impoverished it falls a prey to temptation and sin.
The common theory that all colds are the
result of exposure is a great mistake, inasmuch
as exposure is not the direct cause of
the trouble. Colds are caused by hostile
microbes, or bacteria, which gain a foothold
at a time when our vitality has been lowered
by exposure. But there are many quarters of
the globe where one finds it impossible to
catch cold, simply by reason of the fact that
there is no cold to catch.
Peary and his men during the months they spent in the arctic regions were immune from cold, tho they were constantly enduring exposure of every kind. They passed day after day in clothes so saturated with perspiration that by day they froze into a solid mass, so to speak, and the clothes cut into their flesh. And at night, in their sleeping-bags, the first hour was spent in thawing out. They returned to civilization none the worse in health, but soon contracted severe colds upon reaching there. People were much amused by the press accounts of how Commander Peary had taken cold while proceeding to dine with a friend in a suburb of
