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A r o u n d t h e O l d A r m Chair.<br />
"I love it, I love it,<br />
And who shall dare<br />
To chide me for loving<br />
The Old Arm Chair."<br />
THE CHRISTIAN NATION. Vol. 59.<br />
uneducated, to my mind, as to the<br />
Christian religion."<br />
"Come—that's too hard on<br />
him!" said the other. "Elenry believes<br />
in God, and in doing right."<br />
"\'es—in a queer, spineless way.<br />
Henry thinks right is the wise<br />
thing, and sin a mistake—just a<br />
mistake, that a loving God will<br />
pardon. Now, I'm thrown quite<br />
a lot with criminals—have to defend<br />
them sometimes—get their<br />
points of view. The strange thing<br />
is that they all think as Henry<br />
does. Henry's religion is the popular,<br />
criminal brand. Criminals be<br />
THE HOME-MAKER.<br />
lieve, usually, that they'd rathei Jesus. What use is a cheap religion,<br />
of cheap f<strong>org</strong>iveness, for mere<br />
I kiss my hand to the morning star.<br />
And call "Arise!" to the sun.<br />
do right, but they happen to have<br />
Off on my orbit I've swung afar made mistakes, and so been landed<br />
in crime. They're sure God W'hat use, indeed? The other to it in the arena. 'That sort of<br />
mistakes ?"<br />
E'er he has his course begun.<br />
will pardon them, and they hope day a modern scientific expert was easy gospel would not matter very<br />
Through opened windows the<br />
the judge will, too. It's strange, lecturing: on cancer. He told his<br />
much to anybody—certainly not<br />
breeze new born<br />
Comes rollicking, fragrant, free.<br />
but the criminal is very much like audience that the reason there enough to die for. "Easy pardon, '<br />
And all the glories ol early morn the rest of the ordinary world. were so many deaths from cancer easy sin"—the two belong together,<br />
and belong to a general relaxa<br />
Are glowing for mine and me. After I hear them talk, I'm thrown was that the victims refused to<br />
back upon mj' own heart. I look take it seriously at first. They tion of all moral logic.<br />
In cheerful kitchen the kettle sings.<br />
at my own excuses, and it makes could not be convinced that the "'Why didn't I keep him in my<br />
There's sizzle, there's sav'ry smell,<br />
And all of the little homey things me ashamed all through, for I see little lump or sore was of any employ?" said a man who had let<br />
Are doing their duties well. my close mental kin t.> the convict<br />
in stripes.<br />
the idea of the knife, and would worker go. "I'll tell you why. He<br />
consequence. The}' shrank from a most brilliant and promising<br />
Under the magic of my hands two<br />
"That makes me doubt any religion<br />
that suits the view of the to cut out the affected place. In partly responsible for what they<br />
not believe that it was necessary believed that people were only<br />
The wheat flower turns to bread.<br />
The brown beans change to a nectar<br />
brew.<br />
sinner—in or out of prison. I want the large majority of cases, the exa<br />
doctrine of sin—a teaching about Pert went on to say, the cancer<br />
did—that fate determined much of<br />
And so are my loved ones fed.<br />
their doings—and he included himself<br />
in his belief. I can't afford to<br />
Bin—that's different, that comes cells, if cut out at once, with all<br />
A kiss for my good man at the gate—<br />
from above, not out of human na- the adjoining tissue, would never<br />
have any man in a position of trust<br />
That never his love flame cool;<br />
A swift caress for each curly pate— ture. I want a teaching about the appear again, and the cure would<br />
who feels that way about the human<br />
soul. No, it isn't<br />
To shorten the road to school. cross that meets the awfulness of ^^ simple, perfect and permanent.<br />
nonsense—<br />
And then while my broom and needle<br />
fly.<br />
And my washtub sparkles foam,<br />
I sing, "Oh, blessed of women, I!<br />
For I am the Heart of Home!"<br />
—Lillian Dynevor Rice in the New<br />
York Times.<br />
HENRY'S KIND.<br />
it wobbles about and sprawls all<br />
over the place. It's the kind of religion<br />
'Lefty the Kid' has when he<br />
"No. I don't care for Henry's<br />
religion," said a young man—an<br />
cries and tells me, as his lawyer,<br />
energetic, forceful, young lawyer,<br />
that he used to go to Sabbath<br />
"It hasn't enough backbone in it,"<br />
scbool, and that if he gets oft' this<br />
"Oh, well, you don't expect doctrinal<br />
points from Henry," said his<br />
time he'll never steal again. Lefty<br />
sings hymns in his cell—and has<br />
friend. "He's too modern for<br />
been arrested twenty-seven times<br />
that."<br />
"Doctrine means teaching—thai<br />
is all," said the lawyer. "I can't<br />
conceive of any worth-while religion<br />
that isn't doctrinal, because<br />
n<br />
that would mean that it didn't<br />
teach anything. Henry is entirely<br />
for thieving! W'hat he needs is<br />
a different sort of religion, that<br />
will make him see his sin as more<br />
deadly than death, and die to it<br />
through Christ's cross, and be<br />
Ijorn again a new man in Christ<br />
to die. If he came just to set a<br />
good example, to preach the Sermon<br />
on tbe I\Iount, and utter the<br />
parables, there was no reason why<br />
he should have marched so yjifalteringly<br />
toward the cross. There<br />
was no need that the apostles<br />
should proclaim the cross even unto<br />
death, and the martyrs witness<br />
sin. So, of course, in the end, I ^ut alas! most people waited till<br />
you wait and watch that fellow.<br />
want a teaching, or doctrine, about 't was too late, and too much tisfedemption<br />
and the new birth of -^"e became involved. Then, when<br />
Either he'll change his belief, or<br />
he'll go to pieces!" The prediction<br />
was justified. The young man<br />
the soul, and what the old preach- they acknowdedged the disease, and<br />
ers used to call 'the whole body of "''^''^ willing to have the operation,<br />
went rapidly to the top, was given<br />
doctrine'—a body with a backbone. the cancer had a terrible grip on the presidency of a business enterprise,<br />
took it forward to what<br />
Henry's religion can't stand up— tbeir lives.<br />
looked like success—and then was<br />
"It is the cheap, easy cancer<br />
found to have yielded to pressure,<br />
cure, sold by quacks," said tht<br />
scientist, "that makes the death<br />
manipulated things dishonestly,<br />
and wrecked the concern. He left<br />
rate so high. People use it, and<br />
refuse the only logical way of<br />
lown one night b)- stealth and disgrace<br />
and exposure followed. The<br />
cure."<br />
logic of his. living was wrong, and<br />
Evil is no light matter. Sin is<br />
it landed him in ruin.<br />
no mere mistake. If sin were not<br />
Doctrine is logic. It teaches<br />
deadly, then Christ had no need<br />
cause and consequence. The young<br />
man who wants a religion without<br />
doctrine is making a deliberate<br />
choice of a feeble, useless religion.<br />
and thus of one that is untrue.<br />
Such a religion is not Christian.<br />
'i'he Cbristian religion has always<br />
taught men's souls the truths of<br />
is easy enough of attainment if, every time<br />
the gospel about sin and salvation,<br />
you^wash yourself, you use<br />
which are logical truths. No man<br />
can understand, \\ ithout doctrinal<br />
truth, that God is love, for without<br />
the cross, how can the depth<br />
Pears' Soap<br />
of God's love to man be realized?<br />
It forms such an effective combination of detergent and<br />
en:ollient properties that, as the late Professor Sir Erasmus<br />
No man can understand his own<br />
'Wilson, the greatest skin specialist of the 19th century, said, sin aright till he sees it in the<br />
searchlight of the cross. Young<br />
"Pears is the most refreshing- and agreeable<br />
of balms for the skin" and it is<br />
people often miss a satisfying, dynamic<br />
religion because they accept<br />
Matchless for the<br />
a weak, uneducated faith instead.<br />
Why choose Plenry's kind, when<br />
Complexion<br />
one can hare that of the apostles,<br />
the martyrs and the saints?—Forward.<br />
L J