THE following items are condensed from reports in the Review and Herald.—
At Richie School-house, De Kalb Co., Mo., Bro. J. W. Watt reports good attendance and interest at his meetings.
At Farragut, Iowa, Bro. R. C. Porter was holding continuous meetings against strong prejudice. Six had decided to obey the commandments.
From Kansas, Bro. M. Enoch reports a recent revival of interest in the churches at Norway, Hubbell, and Washington, and a prosperous state at Ballard’s Falls. He had also organized a church of eleven members at Springside; and mention very profitable T. and M. meetings at Osawkee, held by Brn. Cudney and Cook.
Bro. O. F. Guilford reports closing a series of meetings at Clarksville, Ohio, with seventeen keeping the Sabbath of the Lord.
At Grove City, Ohio, Bro. H. T. Hoover made a short but interesting sojourn, and organized a Sabbath-school. He says: “A Methodist minister, who had heard of Adventists but knew nothing of their doctrines, attended the meetings. Some enemies of the truth wanted him to reply to me, but he said he was convinced that the seventh day is the Sabbath, and he would not be found fighting against the law of God.”
Bro. M. G. Huffman reports profitable meetings in the vicinity of Rochester, Fulton Co., Ind., where “a goodly number have taken a decided stand for the truth.” A Sabbath-school of thirty members had been organized. He had incurred the opposition of the “Christian” minister, as usual.
At Burnettsville, White Co., Ind., Bro. J. M. Rees found a general opposition. He occupied the Methodist Church one night, and was forbidden the further use of it. Then followed a like experience with the Christian Church. He was then promised the use of the Baptist Church, but the minister afterward told him “it would never do,” and began himself preaching against the Adventists. Bro. Rees then left the place, but not until a lot had been donated and a subscription started for a church “with the latch-string on the outside.” Such an interest must bear fruit eventually.
Bro. A. W. Bartlett, after laboring four weeks at Arlington, Rush Co., Ind., was compelled to close because church, hall, and school-house doors were all closed against him. Nevertheless over twenty had begun to keep the Lord’s Sabbath; among these were two school-teachers, and a young man who was about preparing for the ministry in a popular denomination. He is now superintendent of the Sabbath-school organized by Bro. Bartlett. The report closes thus: “This is the first time the message has ever been declared in Rush County. The bitterness of my opposers was unprecedented. A notice signed “Vigilance Committee” warned us to leave town instantly, with many direful threats. Churches which previous to my coming had been at swords points, clasped glad hands to crush the truth, thus exemplifying our position on the speedy unification of the various denominations (not on the basis of truth) to fulfill Rev. 13:14.”
Bro. Victor Thompson reports a revival of interest at Thorntown, Ind.; eleven additions to the church (now numbering fifty-five), ten by baptism; and the erection of a new house of worship, 28x42 feet dimensions. He had also organized a church at Middletown.
At Chicago, Bro. J. F. Hanson had closed a series of meetings with eight decided to keep the Lord’s Sabbath.
Bro. A. O. Tait reports eight keeping all the commandments, as the result of meetings held at Rankin, Ill.
Bro. M. E. Kellogg has been laboring at West Berlin, Vt., where nine have accepted the message, and others are much interested.
Bro. Geo. B. Starr reports encouraging progress of the churches and societies at Stromsburg, Richmond, Lyndon, Elk Creek, Crete, and Friend, Neb., but a want of more extended labor and organization.
Bro. G. C. Tenney had a good interest in meetings at Lucas, Dunn Co., Wis., with some accessions to the cause. He had also attended a general meeting at River Falls, with good results. Here the Baptists had allowed the use of their house of worship.
At Villard, Pope Co., Minn., Bro. A. M. Johnson has been holding meetings which were well attended. He says: “Many say we have the truth, but only a few are willing to take up the cross. Nine have signed the covenant.”
Bro. S. H. Lane reports interesting meetings at Laurel Grove, Va., with good results. The Bible-readings were especially effective in connection with the discourses.
Bro. A. W. Bather has held meetings at Pine Creek, Mich.; six new converts were added to six already there. He says: “This little company are thoroughly imbued with the Spirit of the Master, and have a fervent love for the truth and one another.”
Bro. John Norton Loughborough reports a very successful general meeting at Memphis, Mich., at which many not of the faith were in attendance. He says: “We found on inquiry that nearly every family of our people present were taking the Review. We have learned to read one sign of the times, i. e., where our people take our church paper, and read it faithfully, their interest increases greatly in the truth as the result.” Many resolved to increase their missionary labor, and four decided to give their whole time to canvassing and colporter work. The church at Memphis has eighty members.
Bro. W. S. Hyatt has been laboring as canvasser and colporter in the vicinity of Turin, Cass Co., N. Y. He reports Bible-readings a success wherever he has tried them. He had taken thirty-three orders for the SIGNS.
Bro. Whitney, of the Swiss Mission, sends encouraging reports of the reception of the new German paper, Herold der Wahrheit. Also of the good influence of Les Signes de Temps and a continued interest among our French brethren.
Bro. John Gottlieb Matteson, of the Norway Mission, reports a church of 110 members in Christiana, and four colporters at work in different parts of the country. Bros. Norlin and Johnson are laboring quite successfully in Sweden. Bros. Knud Brorsen, Madsen, and Jensen, continue the work in Denmark. The report adds, “The Lord can truly raise up children to Abraham even among the barren stones of Norway.”
THE DEVIL A DILIGENT PREACHER.
By Hugh Latimer
And now I would aske a strange question: Who is the most diligentest bishop and prelate in all England, that passeth all the rest in doing his office? I can tell, for I know him, who he is; I know him well. But now methinks I see you listening and harkning that I should name him. There is one that passeth all the other, and is the most diligent prelate and preacher in all England. And will you know who it is? I will tell you: it is the devill. Hee is the most diligent preacher of all other; hee is never out of his dioces; hee is never from his cure; ye shall never find him unoccupied; hee is ever in his parish; hee keepeth residence at all times; ye shall never find him out of the way; call for him when you wil, he is ever at home; the diligentest preacher in all the realme.—Latimer’s Sermons, 1548.
The Value of Opposition
A CERTAIN amount of opposition is a great help to a man. Kites rise against and not with the wind. Even a head-wind is better than none. No man ever worked his passage anywhere in a dead calm.
Blessedness Depends on Character
The secret of true blessedness is character, not condition; your happiness consists not in where you are, but what you are.
The Missionary.
By W. M. Healey; M. C. Israel
Fresno, Cal.
WE came here the 13th inst., and have held meetings with the church each day and evening since. Quite a number came in from other churches and attended the meetings.
A good interest was taken in the work, and the brothers and sisters seem desirous of getting nearer to God, and of doing something to advance his cause.
It was decided to employ one or more colporters to canvass for the SIGNS and obtain subscriptions as far as possible, and at the same time obtain the names of those who desire to read but do not wish to subscribe; these names are to be sent to the T. and M. Societies in the district; by this means it was thought we could avoid sending papers to persons unknown and who have no desire to read. Pledges were made by those present to support these colporters to the amount of $36.75 per month for six months. A committee was chosen to district the town, and see that a thorough canvass be made for the Sabbath Sentinel also.
W. M. HEALEY.
M. C. ISRAEL.
The Gospel Commission
"Go ye into all the world and preach the gospel to every creature."
F. F. M.—Fit For Missionaries.
By Charles L. Boyd
SOMEWHERE I have read of a college for young ladies where, together with the instruction usually given in the useful sciences, housework in its many and various branches was taught.
When this course was completed, the happy student who had reached the standard received a diploma marked “F. F. W.”—Fit For Wives.
It was recently my privilege to spend a short time at Healdsburg, Cal., and to see some of the workings of the College which has been established there for the special purpose of preparing missionaries to go out to sow the precious seed of “present truth.”
That a person be a good missionary, it is important that he be acquainted with such branches of labor as he will find those following with whom he associates and for whom he labors. I was particularly impressed with the peculiar advantages of the Healdsburg College.
1. The Faculty are men and women who have a connection with God and who love his holy truth.
2. Natural endowments are polished with a classic education.
At the College boarding-house the ladies are taught in the arts and sciences of hygienic housekeeping. The young men are also taught in the various branches of labor and business with which they will find men associated for whose salvation they go to labor. All are drilled in both the theory of the truth and the practical work of the missionary; and the great object of preparing for the Lord’s work is kept constantly before them. Those who have promising material for missionaries, are recommended to take or send it to Healdsburg to have it made up.
Those who desire the advancement of the Lord’s cause, should see that this College does not lack for means; and from it may many go forth into the fast-ripening harvest fields, bearing the diploma of F. F. M.—Fit For Missionaries.
Those who desire good missionary workers will do well to be on the alert and let none of these enter any other branch of industry for want of something to do in connection with our special work.
CHAS. L. BOYD.
East Portland, Or.
Mr Bingle's Old Coat.
"SPLENDID!" said Mrs. Bingle, pulling the collar up and skirt down, and setting the pocket flaps, as farmer Bingle tried on his new overcoat. "Real silk-velvet collar!"
"Yes, and such a piece of cloth! Forty-five dollars for the whole thing."
"Forty-five dollars!" echoed Sam and Jim, admiringly.
"Yes. Seventeen for the tailorin' and trimmin's, and twenty-eight for the cloth. It'll do me till I'm gray."
"What you goin' to do with the old one, pa?" asked Jim.
"It's a good coat yet," said Mrs. Bingle. "Sam'll be grown into it by two years more."
"First-rate coat. But—I was thinkin' some of givin' it to Parson Graves. You see, it'll go on my account for the year, and I won't have so much to pay on his salary."
Mrs. Bingle measured with her eye how much Sam would have to grow before fitting well into the roomy coat, and decided it might be at least three years, in the course of which time, added to the seven during which it had been doing duty on Sundays and great occasions, it might begin to look old-fashioned, and Sam might object to wearing it, that young gentleman having already begun to develop a taste for clothing which came reasonably near fitting him. So it was agreed that Parson Graves should have the old overcoat.
Accordingly, on the next Saturday, when the farmer with his wife was about to drive into the country town, he asked at the last moment, "Now, where's that coat?"
"Bless me!" cried Mrs. Bingle, "I've been so busy over the butter and eggs, if I didn't clear forget about it! Sally, Sally," she ran into the house calling to the girl who helped in the kitchen, "run up to the spare chamber and take that overcoat that hangs there, and some of them papers that lays on the shelf, and wrap it up well and bring it to me."
Sally brought it, and the huge bundle lay in Mrs. Bingle's lap as she rode.
"It is a good coat," she observed, half-regretfully, smoothing with her finger a corner of the cloth which peeped through a hole in the paper, and began revolving in her mind the possibility of Sam's growing into it in two years. "Sam won't be likely to get any ready-bought coat half as good as this."
"Like as not he won't," agreed the farmer, "but never mind. It's more blessed to give than to receive, you know."
The Bingle household awoke the next morning with the impression that something of an event was impending in the family, which impression became, with full wakefulness, defined into the remembrance that the new overcoat was to be worn for the first time on that day. There was, however, no undignified haste nor trifling in the matter. The morning chores were done, morning prayer conducted with its time-honored lengthiness, and then the farmer leisurely shaved himself as usual, at one of the windows of the great kitchen, before saying, in as indifferent a voice as he could command:—
"Jim, run up stairs and get my overcoat."
Jim went, but delayed until his mother had put the last touches to the bow in her bonnetstrings, a process which was almost invariably interrupted by her husband with remarks that they would be late for church, before he was heard shouting:—
"I can't find it."
"Where are you lookin'?"
"In the closet in your room."
"It's in the closet in the spare chamber," called his father.
Another long delay, and then Jim came down stairs without it.
"I tell you it's on one of them pegs in our closet," said Mrs. Bingle, "I'll go myself. It's dark, and he can't see, but it's there, for I put it there myself."
"No," said Mr. Bingle, calling after her, "it's in the spare chamber closet. I put it there."
She was heard stepping briskly from one room to the other, then back, and then back again. Then down the stairs, when she stood before them in silence, on her face blank consternation, and on her arm—the old overcoat!
"When did you hang it there?"
"I dont know—the day after it came, I guess. The old one always hung there, so I took it down and hung the new one there."
Mrs. Bingle sank into a chair.
"It's gone."
"Gone to Parson Graves!" The boys stared, open-mouthed, unable at first fully to take in the calamity.
"But you can get it again," at length Jim said, hopefully.
"Of course!" said Sam. "You can tell Parson Graves it was all a mistake, and it was the old coat you meant for him, and of course he'll change back."
But the farmer shook his head, ruefully.
"No, that won't do. It's done, and it can't be undone," he said with a groan. "Don't one of you never let on about its bein' a mistake."
The family and the old coat were late at church, thus missing the sight of the entrance of the new coat, but it lay over the arm of the little sofa in the pulpit. And farmer Bingle never could recall a word of that service through which he sat trying to bring himself into some friendly recognition of the fact that he had presented his minister with a forty-five dollar overcoat, which he could not hope to have count at anything near its full value on his yearly assessment, for who ever heard of a country parson having such a coat?
"Don't he look fine, though!" ejaculated Sam, as Mr. Graves came down the aisle.
"And don't Mrs. Graves look set up!" said Jim.
"Enough to make any woman, to hang on to a piece of cloth like that," said Mrs. Bingle.
Mr. Bingle was unhitching his horses as Mr. Graves came out of the church door, and did not at first raise his eyes as he listened to the remarks passing around.
"Bless me! What a fine lookin' fellow our parson is anyhow! Where on earth did he get that coat?"
"Must have had a fortune left him."
Mr. Bingle could not help feeling that the coat had been well bestowed, as its wearer came to meet him with outstretched hands and a few quiet, though very earnest words of acknowledgment of his gift. The coat had fitted the farmer well, but there was something more than the mere filling out of good cloth in the minister's dignified bearing; and in the scholarly face which appeared above it, something which stirred up a feeling in many members of the congregation that this servant of the Lord had not hitherto been clothed in a fashion worthy of his high office.
"That's a shabby old hat to wear with it," said one of the village storekeepers. "I'll see about that before another Sunday comes 'round."
As Mr. Bingle felt the grasp of his pastor's hand, he began almost to be glad he had given the coat; and then, as the fact of his having given it was whispered about, to feel ashamed of receiving so much credit for an act which he never would have thought of performing. For an honest, and really warm nature lay under the crust of parsimonious selfishness which had hardened over his heart, as it has, alas! over so many, which might overflow in deeds of kindness to bless those who have given not grudgingly, but their whole selves to the Master's service.
"I feel like a liar; yes I do!" said Mr. Bingle to his wife, with an energy which startled her, as they rode home. "To have that man shakin' me by the hand, and talkin' about my generosity, and his wife's eyes beamin' up at me, and me not able to right out and tell 'em I'm a grudgin, 'tight-fisted old—I tell you what!"—he gave his horses such a vigorous cut with the whip that Jim and Sam, on a back backless seat of the bob-sleigh, nearly went over backwards into the snow. "I've got to get even with myself somehow, but I don't know just how, yet."
It was astonishing what a commotion farmer Bingle's gift created in the parish. Not one eye had failed to mark the justice done by Mr. Graves' goodly figure to the goodly garment, and with an awakening pride at the possession of such a fine-looking pastor came a desire to see him thoroughly well equipped. Which desire found expression in such a visitation at the parsonage as had never before been dreamed of. Cheap goods and cast-offs were ignored in the generous supply of winter comforts which each giver made sure should be in keeping with the new overcoat, and the wives and mothers had seen to it that Mrs. Graves and the children should look fit to walk beside that tailor made-up piece of cloth.
Mr. Bingle had smiled with a light in his eyes which came up from somewhere under that broken crust, at the set of furs which his wife carried to Mrs. Graves that night. But in the early gray of the winter morning he, with Sam's help, quietly unloaded in the back yard of the parsonage, a firkin of butter, the same of lard, and six barrels of his best apples, packed for market.
"A good forty-five dollars worth if I'd carted it half a mile farther," he said to his wife, with a face which shone as he sat down to breakfast.
"And not a soul heard us," said Sam, rubbing his hands in great glee. "Wis't I could see 'em when they find out!"
"Now I'm even," said the farmer. "And it was the best day's work I ever did when I gave away that coat by mistake."—Standard.
The Home Circle.
By George Washington Bethune
BE GENTLE TO THY MOTHER.
BE gentle to thy mother; long she bore
Thine infant fretfulness and silly youth;
Nor rudely scorn the faithful voice that o'er
Thy cradle prayed, and taught thee lisping truth.
Yes, she is old; yet on thy manly brow
She looks and claims thee as her child e'en now.
Uphold thy mother; close to her warm heart
She carried, fed thee, lulled thee to thy rest;
Then taught thy tottering limbs their untried art,
Exulting in the fledgling from her nest;
And, now her steps are feeble, be her stay,
Whose strength was thine, in thy most feeble day.
Cherish thy mother; brief, perchance, the time
May be that she will claim the care she gave;
Past are her hopes of youth, her harvest-prime
Of joy on earth; her friends are in the grave;
But for her children, she could lay her head
Gladly to rest among the precious dead.
Be tender to thy mother; words unkind,
Or light neglect from thee, will give a pang
To that fond bosom where thou art enshrined
In love unutterable, more than fang
Of venomed serpent. Wound not her strong trust,
As thou wouldst hope for peace when she is dust.
Oh, mother mine! God grant I ne'er forget,
Whatever be my grief, or what my joy,
The unmeasured, unextinguishable debt
I owe thy love; but find my sweet employ,
Ever through thy remining days, to be
To thee as faithful as thou wast to me!
—G. W. Bethune.
Happiness Is Not Wealth
How many take a wrong view of life, and waste their energies and destroy their nervous system in endeavoring to accumulate wealth, without thinking of the present happiness they are throwing away! It is not wealth or high station that makes a man happy—many of the most wretched beings on earth have both—but it is a sunny spirit, which knows how to bear little trials and enjoy comforts, and thus extract happiness from every incident in life.
The Ancient Inn.
By F. S. DeHass
An Eastern inn, or khan, never was a house of entertainment in the sense that Americans understand a hotel to be. Such accommodations as provision, bed, and other comforts at an inn, are unknown in the Orient, and belong exclusively to Western civilization. In the East all travelers carry their own bedding and provision with them, and must dress their own food, kindle their own fire, and spread their own table. An Oriental inn is merely a place of shelter from the storm, or protection from robbers, where a man and his beast can safely lodge for the night free of charge. A portion of the khan was assigned to the beasts, generally one side, and travelers who came in late, if they found the khan full, would have to make their beds in the manger with the horses and camels, as Joseph and Mary were forced to do. These caravansaries, or inns, were sometimes very rude, simply a rough wall built round a house or natural caves in the rocks, as appears to have been the case at Bethlehem. Many of these grottoes are still used as stables in the neighborhood, and some of them as dwellings by the Arabs.
Until superseded by convents, every village had its khan; they were also found along the great lines of travel. These inns were considered sacred property. No invading army ever disturbed them. Generally there was but one khan in a place, and in a small town like Bethlehem there never could have been but one. When once an inn was established, through the liberality of some prince or man of wealth, it became public property consecrated to hospitality, and could never be appropriated to other purposes.—Bible Lands, by F. S. DeHass, D. D.
Hospitality to Children's Friends.
I KNOW that children's company is apt to make some trouble to a home mother; but it is the kind of trouble that pays. It makes children so much happier to have their little friends made welcome at their own home. It raises mother in their esteem to have other little folks think she is "nice." Children are sharp little critics—form their opinions and speak of them to others quite as decidedly as their elders do.
A little girl who had displeased her mother was "punished" by having her little playmate sent home with sharp and angry words, which were entirely unmerited. The heart of the little visitor was greatly shocked at the rude blow to her spirit, and never, to even grown-up years, could look at that woman except with aversion. She was an excellent woman in the main, but she had her "cross" spells, like some others we may know. Everybody appears at their worst when such spells are on.
It is an excellent thing to know with whom your children play, and how they deport themselves. If they are made welcome at your home, you have the very best opportunity of gaining this information. It need not be very irksome if you keep the number within bounds. In summer our little visitors like to sit with their playthings in the shady porch, or in the doorway. In the cold weather they can have the warm dining-room. If disposed to run over the house, it is sufficient to say, decidedly, "Don't run upstairs, please; just play in the dining-room"—and I have never known a child to disregard the request.
It is worth a great deal to make children happy. They remember little treats longer than we suppose. A lady once said that one of the pleasantest recollections of her childhood was sitting on a grassy bank, and of a fair hand reaching from a window and placing a handful of large delicious strawberries in her lap.
I often set out a plate of sandwiches, cookies, apples, or whatever is handiest in the pantry, and then let the little girls arrange them to suit themselves on their sprigged tea-set. A little coffee, sugar, and milk in their small dishes make their happiness complete.
Be a lady to your boys' friends, and leave a good impression upon them if you wish to retain the respect of your own dear boy. It hurts boys' feelings and mortifies them intensely to have mother speak snappishly to them before companions, making them feel that they are not wanted. Such boys are apt to wander away, with most resentful feelings, to seek such company as the mother would dread to have for their associates. But whom should she blame most for it?—Rural New Yorker.
He Blushes So Easily.
"But didn't you see him blush?"
"Well, what of that?"
"Don't you think he was lying?"
"No, I don't. I know he was telling the square truth."
"Do you know the circumstances?"
"Yes, and I know he told them just as they were."
"It sounded like a lie, anyway."
"That is why he blushed," said Mr. Denison, for this talk was taking place in his law office just after the departure of a young man who had been sued and was seeking advice from his attorney.
"I venture to say no man has had more trouble than I with blushes, and I think I know some of the causes behind them. You may have noticed that I blush on every conceivable occasion. If a question is put to me quickly I blush. If I meet a friend slap on the street—unless I see him some time before I reach him—I blush. If anybody speaks my name from behind or from some unexpected quarter, I blush. As much as I have been before juries, I blush every time an opposing advocate refers to me as 'the learned counsel for the defense.' Yes, I blush on all manner of occasions, and yet I don't believe anybody would say I am an especially modest or bashful man.
"No, sir," continued the old attorney, "I have blushed and blushed all my life, and the more I blush the more I try not to, and the more I try not to, the more I blush. Above all, the meanest blush is just such a one as you saw on that young man's face just now. I know just how he felt. He knew he was telling a pretty hard story, and he could see in your face that you didn't believe him. That's why he blushed. If he had been talking to me alone he would not have blushed, because he knows I am familiar with the circumstances he related; but you looked doubtingly at him, and he felt your mistrust so keenly that it brought the blood to his face." After a little pause Mr. Denison continued: "I never pay the least attention to blushes when examining a witness. The blush is not, as is too often believed, the evidence of a lie. Nor is it the true signal of embarrassment. I know that, for I have been told that I was blushing purple when I was as calm and unembarrassed as I am at this moment. There are many causes for my blushes, some of them purely physical, I think; but often when I am telling something—some little personal recollection, perhaps that amounts to nothing—I get it in my head that somebody doubts some part of it. Then I blush. Then I feel that I am blushing, and I say to myself: 'Now he will see me blush and he will be sure to think I am lying,' and that makes me blush all the more, until finally I can feel my face burn and glow like a coal, and I say to myself, 'Now he is sure I am lying, and he thinks I know he is sure of it,' and so I stand and blush because I think he doubts me until perhaps I really make him doubt me because of my blushes."—Chicago News.
Honor Your Father and Mother
Honor thy father and thy mother, is the only commandment with a special promise attached.
A MINE OF INFORMATION.
By John Nevins Andrews
HISTORY OF THE SABBATH AND FIRST DAY OF THE WEEK.
By Eld. J. N. Andrews.
The Bible record of the Sabbath, the secular history concerning it; the successive steps by which the change to the first day was made and the work of restoration, are given in detail.
EVERY TEXT OF SCRIPTURE concerning the Sabbath is commented on at length; and the COMPLETE TESTIMONY OF THE FATHERS in regard to the Sabbath and first day is given. The comparative merits of the seventh and the first-day Sabbaths are fully shown. A copious index enables the reader to find any text, or the statement of any historian.
Should be read by everybody. 528 pp. Price, $1.25.
Address, SIGNS OF THE TIMES, Oakland, Cal.
THE TRUTH FOUND.
By Editor
THE NATURE AND OBLIGATION OF THE SABBATH OF THE FOURTH COMMANDMENT.
By Eld. J. H. Waggoner.
The title of this little book sufficiently explains its character. It contains more Scriptural information in regard to the Sabbath than any other book of twice the size, and yet it is so simplified as to be easily comprehended. The author quotes the opinions of many learned men concerning the Sabbath, and their conflicting theories are strongly contrasted with the clear, straightforward teaching of the Bible. 64 pp. Price, 10 cents.
Address, SIGNS OF THE TIMES, Oakland, Cal.
THE SEVENTH PART OF TIME.
By W. H. Littlejohn
By W. H. Littlejohn.
This is a refutation of the theory that God sanctioned simply a seventh part of time as the Sabbath, without fixing that time to any definite day. The necessity for a
UNIFORM DAY OF REST,
is admitted by nearly all, and is advocated in this book. The author also shows that the Creator understood and anticipated this necessity, and proves by five different processes of reasoning that the seventh or last day of the week, and no other, was in the beginning, and is now, the Sabbath of the Lord.
32 pp. Price, 4 cents; liberal discount by the hundred.
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THOUGHTS ON DANIEL, CRITICAL AND PRACTICAL.
By Uriah Smith
By Eld. U. Smith.
EXPOSITION OF THE BOOK OF DANIEL, VERSE BY VERSE.
WE are now living in times plainly pointed out in this prophecy, and it is important to understand it; for Daniel himself says that in the time of the end, the wise shall understand; while, if we fail, we are equally guilty with the Jews, who knew not the time of their visitation (Luke 19 : 42-44), and shall meet a similar fate.
416 pp. Price, $1.25.
Address, SIGNS OF THE TIMES, Oakland, Cal.
THOUGHTS ON REVELATION, CRITICAL AND PRACTICAL.
By Uriah Smith
By Eld. U. Smith.
This work presents every verse in the book of Revelation, with such remarks as serve to illustrate or explain the meaning of the text. It is a new and harmonious exposition of that important book, and is designed to create an interest in its study.