Technical DrawingLittle Things

We do not live a day at a time but moment by moment; we do not in journeying, pass over a mile at a step; but only a few inches; we do not write a book or page at a stroke of the pen; but letter by letter. The sculptor does not produce the statue by one movement of his chisel; but after multitudinous touches. So it is that life is made up of little things; but its character is determined by the quality of those little things.

Show Attention To Strangers

If there ,were more cordiality shown to strangers who come, to our churches ·and Sunday schools, there would .greater numbers come. In some churches strangers are embarrassed for want of proper attention. Sometimes they stand at a pew that is partially occupied, and wait the slow movements of those already there, before they are permitted to enter. Sometimes the occupant, or occupants, show their dislike at being disturbed by the disposition they manifest. Such people will never by their courtesy, win any to come to their church. If all churches and Sunday schools showed the spirit of a little girl Dr. Deems once told his Sunday school about, our churches and Sunday schools would have fewer vacant seats in them.

Dr. Deems said: “As a lady and her little daughter were passing out of the church door, the little girl bade good-bye to a very poorly-dressed little girl. ‘How did you come to know her?’ inquired the surprised mother. ‘Why you see, mamma, she came into Sunday school alone, and I made a place for her on my seat, and I smiled and she smiled, and then we were acquainted.’ ”

Satan’s Snares

A writer on Oriental sports says, when the track of a tiger has been ascertained, the peasants collect a quantity of the leaves of the prauss, which are like those of the sycamore, and are common in most underwoods as they form the larger portion of most Jungles in the North of India. These leaves are then smeared with a species of birdlime, made by bruising the berries of an indigenous tree, by no means scarce; they are then strewed with the gluten uppermost, near to that shaded spot,to which it is understood the tiger usually resorts during the noon·tide heats. If by chance the animal should tread on one of these smeared leaves, his fate is considered as decided.

He commences by shaking his paw to remove the encumbrance; but finding no relief from that expedient, he rubs the nuisance against his face. by which means his eyes, ears, etc. become smeared over with the gummy matte which occasions such uneasiness as causes him to roll, perhaps among many more of the smeared leafs, till at length he becomes completely enveloped, and is deprived of sight. In this situation he may be compared to a man who has been tarred and feathered. The anxiety produced by this strange and novel predicament soon discovers itself in dreadful howlings, which serve to call the peasants, who in this state find no difficulty in shooting the mottled object of detestation.

So doth Satan lay in the path numerous temptations. If but one is succumbed to, others will follow, and with them, it is to be feared, the sinner’s destruction.

God’s Promises

“When the traveler starts by the railway, on a bright summer day,” writes Champneys, “his attention is drawn to the friends who stand to bid him good-bye; and as the train moves on more rapidly, the mile, and half, and quarter mile posts seem racing past him, and the objects in the far distance appear rapidly to change their places, and to move off the scene almost as soon as they have been observed upon it.

Now the long train, like some vast serpent, hissing as it moves swiftly along, plunges underground. The bright sun is suddenly lost, but the traveler’s eye observes, for the first time, perhaps, the railway carriage lamp: and though it was there all the while, yet, because the sun made its light needless, it was not observed.

God’s promises are like that railway light. The Christian traveler has them with him always, though when the sun is shining, and prosperity beaming upon him, he does not remark them. But let trouble come, let his course lie through the darkness of sorrow or trial, and the blessed promise shines out, like the railway lamp, to cheer him, and shed its gentle and welcome light most brightly when the gloom is thickest, and the sunshine most entirely left behind.”

(Vol. III & IV, February 1902)