The Syracuse Journal, Volume 5, Number 51, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 17 April 1913 — Page 7

The Bible: What It Is By REV. WILLIAM EVANS. Director of Bible Course. Moody Bible institute, Chicago

TEXT—II Tim. 3:16.

The Bible is the Book of God and religion. There are other- books besides the Bible, we are told, that reveal God to us; e. g., the book ft nature, and the book of providence.' We admit that nature reveals God to us. That the heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament shows his handiwork, we

do not for a moment deny. Nature is vocal with theology. Nor would we think of contradicting the statement that God manifests himself through history and providence. Victor Hugo said: “Waterloo was God.” By that he meant that God showed his hand in that great war and turned the stream of civilization into another channel. The history of all nations is replete with marked interferences of God. Promotion cometh neither from the east nor from the west. It Is God who setteth up one nation, and putteth down another. The knowledge of God that comes to us from these sources, however,, is not sufficient fully to satisfy the human heart. Nature tells us of God, but does not adequately describe him to us. • We might infer from the divine manifestations in history and providence that God is a great force dr power, but such a definition of God by no means satisfies humanity. We need some other and deeper vision of God. We need to know something about his person, nature and attributes: his relatiofis with his creatures, what things are pleasing and '.th at • displeasing to him; ’ what are his * ethical, moral and spiritual standards. To these questions not nature, nor history, nor yet providence affords an ’ answer. Nature may show the head and wisdom of God, and providence and history the hand and power of God, but we need a revelation such as we have in the Bible to. reveal to us the heart and the grace of our God. Sometimes the Bible is compared with other sacred books —Bibles of other religions: the Koran, the Vedas, etc. There can be no real comparison. The Bible is not to be put on the same plane as these books. None of them claims for itself what the Bible claims for itself; nor did any one of their authors claim for himself what Jesus Christ, and the inspired writers of the Bible claim for themselves. The Christian must be very careful in the matter of comparing his Bible with other sacred books. Such comparison is attended with grave danger. There is practically no difference, so far as the disastrous effects of such comparisons are concerned, whether you drag the Bible the level of these other books) or lift these other books up to the level of the Bible. The effect is the same; you rob the Bible of its unique character and authority. Let us be careful in this matter. ‘ . The Bible is not only the book of God, it is also the book from God. At least this is the way In which it gives its own account of its origin: "All Scripture is given by inspiration of God”—that is to say, is “Godbreathed” (IL Timothy 3:16). Again, in 11. Peter 1:20, 21, we read: “Knowing this first, that no phophecy of the scripture is of any private interpretation (or origin, for it seems clear that it is to the source rather than to ' the exposition of the scripture that reference is here made). For the prophecy came not in old time by the will of man; but holy men of God spake as they were moved by the Holy Ghost.” Here are some very clear and definite statements concern ing the source of the scripture. It is this “God-breathed” element that dis ferentiates this book from all other writings? The Bible is quite often referred to nowadays as splendid “literature.” Well, the Bible is that, but it is more than that —it is scripture. Literature is the letter; scripture is the letter inbreathed by the holy spirit. Just as in the creation of ma« we learn that man became a living soul .when that frame of dust, as it lay on the ground, became inbreathed by the spirit of life from God. Man is dust inbreathed by Deity; and if you take away the spirit of life from man, he returns to dust. So is it with the Bible; it is the letter, but it is the letter inbreathed by God’s spirit that makes that letter scripture. And when you rob the Bible of its inspiration you have nothing but mere literature w left —you have no scripture. The message of the Bible is a religious message. Its aim and purpose is to bring man. who has been estranged from God by reason of sin, back to the God from whom he has been estranged. The scriptures, which are given by inspiration of God, are for the man of God, that he may be instructed in righteousness;’mark you, in righteousness, not in science, or art, or poetry, or history', important as these things are in themselves. We come, to the Bible to find God. Joy of God’s Friendship. Close companionship with Christ is the greatest joy that can come into lany .human life. It is a joy that not only outshines all else in this life, but that will be the glory of the life beyond. And the best part of it is that, because of Christ’s surpassing and selfless love, our companionship with him Is a joy to him. How good God is to let us know this joy of his companionship in Christ now and never except by our own choice. And we shall never choose to turn away from God if we rest wholly in Christ as our life.

RARE BIRDS CAUGHT AT SEA Barber on Atlantic Liner Makes Neat Sum by Lyring Them on Board and Capturing Them. The ship’s barber of the Atlantic liner Minnetonka has found a new and profitable pastime in catching wandering birds during the voyage across the Atlantic and selling them on his arrival in port. AH sorts of birds come aboard at sea, he declared, and many of the rarer specimens find a ready sale. His chief assastant is a whistling brown linnet, which lures the wanderers aboard from its cage in an open port. When it whistles the vagranj fliers alight on the ship, and presently flutter inside. Then the port is closed and the strange birds are quickly made prisoners. “I have caught hundreds them, and I supply the London zoo regularly,” said the bird catcher to a representative of the London Evening Standard. “On a recent homeward voyage the linnet lured a snowbird. It was the first one the London zoo had been able to secure in 16 years. “What the birds require when they first alight on a ship is not food but water; and it must be boiled. Gulls follow a ship all the way across the Atlantic and back. American gulls are regular convoys as far as the English channel, where they desert us to follow a westward bounder home again. “The English gulls, which are different, having black feet, yellow bellies, and gray-white wings and backs*, convoy liners over and back in the same way. The gulls like emigrant ships best, because the more passengers there are the greater quantity of scraps is thrown overboard. “I do not believe the laws against capturing wild birds apply to the high seas, beyond the three mile limit. At any fate it is humanity to care for them, and give them drink, food and medicine when they come aboard exhausted. My birds have brought me good luck, and the passengers are fond of watching them. “I had a curious experience with a homing pigeon once. It was near Whitsuntide, at which season they hold races here. A carrier flew aboard as we were entering the channel, struck the mast and w'as stunned. I cared for it until I thought it was strong enough to fly again, and then turned it loose. The bird, however, came back on board. Again I set It free, and again it returned, this time settling down on a ledge at the stern, where it rested for a time, and finalfy left us as we neared Dover. It must have been disabled and couldn’t fly far.” Copying English Winners. English words and clothes is the latest cult of the Berliner, who describes himself as a “gent,” which he thinks is an English word. He must above all things, says the Koelnische Zeitung, be dressed “tiptop” (a favorite Anglo-German word) from head to foot. He tortures himself into a passion for "whisky soda,” though he would really much prefer a glass of beer. He sits for hours every evening in a “bar” “enjoying strange and wonderful drinks.” Os course he uses as many English words as possible. Nothing German can express w'hat he means by "dress.” “Cutaway” is the only coat he can carry, and after the weary pleasures of the winter season, he assures you. “Oh foh bln ganz broken down.” In the evening he is satisfied only with “pumps," and any one who dares to retain the old-fashioned nightshirt instead of the “pyjama” is too hopelessly old-fashioned for his acquaintance. In the West End tube if your toe is trodden on you no longer get a formal German apology, but the words “I am sorry.” Grievance Easily Attended To. The late Senator Quay of Pennsylvania distributed both state and federal patronage, and was “strong for his friends.” An old soldier living in Beaver, Quay’s home, applied for a job. His pension was Insufllcient to maintain him. “Oh, go down to Harrisburg and I’ll ararnge to have you cut grass around the capltol grounds,” Quay told him. That was in the days of the padded payroll The veteran presented his credentials. He was not assigned to any work, his chief duty being to remain at his hotel. For three months he drew his salary nMthout giving the state any service. His conscience troubled him and he went to Washington to see Quay. “I’ve been at the capltol three months and was paid for doing nothing,” he said. “So I decided I would quit and come to see you about It In fact, senator, there Is no grass there to cut.” “Well, why In blazes didn’t you wait till the grass ' grew?" replied Quay. All the Difference In Appetite. Mrs. Brown —Is this hotel on the Euyopean plan? Mr. Brown (In preoccupied tones from behind his paper)— Yes, my dear. Mrs. Brown—Fm not feeling hungry this morning. I think I’ll merely take some coffee and rolls. Mr. Brown (laying aside paper)— What were you asking me, dear? On the European plan? No, It Is not Mrs. Brown (to waiter) —You may bring me an omelet, some shad, mutton chops, with a bit of bacon, baked potatoes, rolls and coffee, and afterward some griddle cakes and sirup.— ’Harper’s Magazine. Completed It for Him. Since a certain little Incident oocurred last summer I. B. Derhn has never entertained a very friendly feet ing toward the English. A few days ago he saw the English land dealer from Mt Carbunkle drive up in front of the house and went out to see what was wanted. “I understand,” Bald . the Englishman, “that this place is for ■ale.” “Hump!” said Mr. Derhn. “You've been erroneously informed.” ■'Eh—what!” ejaculated his. interrogator. “Roneously,” said Mr. Derhn, m M turned toward ths house.

iS/ftRA Samuel Manjkod Mape&USA « MOIK SNKOffi f f “|N the memory of “Tim” Donlin I I lui/mUIi U T r ahue, twenty years a cusll wWwh I toms inspector of the port » f I of ew STork —and they / / 1 m Pll I were vivid, amazing recol- //i 111 l 111 Illi lil'>UlllMMilli Innßiffl IrUK - • lections that he had!—a / //i " "tale he would tell on rare / // If W- occasions is that which is here set / ///J. Inili I 111 WWcn Jlr/iHfln//nJ down under the title of “The Patri- / jJ] !'||| jl I otic Young Man.” L-Sf / / rfa : ’ L jl ' “Georgie Tingo” is what “Tim” / I ’ Hi iI id l.i'lilii ii'i Donahue always called the patriotic / /bm *’t| -I tillll Mil IlwlU young man, and sometimes the in- I bfwl A~ bT r trTnffiTEmllr — specter would look glum and grim in ■ B t He nJU discussing the youth, but as often he ft Sufz/\ Ml z

wAtld end the yarn with a good naturbd Chuckle in spite of himself. Z In the passenger list of the big ocean liner which the patriotic young man boarded at Southampton bound for New York he was listed as Samuel Maryland Mapes—a name that fairly waved and snapped like a star spangled banner in a breeze. And Patrick Henry. George Washington. Benjamin Franklin, Abraham Lincoln and Nathan Hale all rolled Into one could have produced no greater patriot than Samuel Maryland Mapes—“named right after my Uncle Sam" he told a of the passengers before the been three hours out of Southampton. “Ah! gentlemen.” cried young Mr. Mapes in the sipoking room the very first night out as he lifted his champagne glass high, “drink with me to my country—l hope you are all so fortunate as to be able to call it your country—to the United States!” He gulped down the toast and Immediately held out his glass to the waiter for replenishment. “I drink again!” he continued, “to home —home — HOME' Holy mackerel, how I long for the United States’ It’s two years since I waved a gay hand in farewell to Liberty in New York harbor. Wait till we get back! You’ll have to hold me on the deck, gentlemen, when we pass her. for. I feel capable of leaping off the boat and landing right on the dear old girl’s bronze shoulder —bee-lieve me!” “The guv’nor gave me three years to travel in. Two’s been enough—plenty for anybody who’s got the United States for a permanent home and New York for a playground.” The young man brought his voice to a more moderate key and changed the clutch on the speed of his conversation; at the same time rounding with his glance several wealthy old gentlemen who were looking with indulgent consideration on his highspiritedness. “I’m so glad to be homeward bound my pulse is beating about ninety above normal. I know mother and my sisters will be dreadfully disappointed. I know they are expecting me to come back with a sassy little French mustache sticking on my lip and my legs held tight in narrow English pants, and maybe they’re expecting a single pane of glass in my face and a top hat pushed down over my ears.” “All I want to do Is get back; pick out my sweet Amerian girl; sit in at a desk as nearly next to father as the old gentleman will permit; get into the game; put on my hustling clothes and wave the good old star spangled banner till the gong rings.” When he said that, two of the aforesaid old gentlemen were moved to arise and slap him on the back and announce: “Good boy! That’s the talk! That’s the stuff! You’re the right kind of an American.” And one of them said further: “Your dad ought to be proud of you ” “I’m proud of him!” replied young Mr. Mapes. “I haven’t got any use for a belted earl or duke or a prince —no, not even a gosh-blamed king as a father —or anything else. My old dad —a straight American business man and gentleman—he’s plenty good enough for me.” Both the old gentlemen were so overcome at this point that they simultaneously called to the steward to fetch more champagne. And even a red-faced Englishman, with a stringless monocle maintained quite marvelously in his eye, accepted a glass. He observed with a good-humored smile that the lad had “no end of cheek,” but declared that patriotism even of young Mr. Mapes’ violent brand was most pardonable on any and all occasions and graciously lift-

ALL LIVED TO AVERAGE AGE Assertion That Musicians as a Rule Die Young Is Result of a Too Hasty Generalization. Setting out with the confession that in his youth he, too. was guilty of indulging in hasty generalization, Professor Gildersleeve raises his voice in the Journal of American Philology against the iniquity of the practice. He cites an interesting example in the form of a paragraph copied from the

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ed his glass as one of the old gentlemen cried: . “A toast to Mr. —Mr. ?” “Samuel Maryland Mapes!” “Samuel Maryland Mapes of —of? —” “The U. S. A.!” replied the gay young patriot. “Samuel Maryland Mapes of the U. S. A.!”, declared the toastmaster, and young Mr. Mapes bowed low. It was as “Samuel Maryland Mapes, U. S. A..” also that he was listed on the roster of the ship’s passengers—no town or city of residence givenjust “U. S. A.” Now, not only did young Mr. Mapes win favor among the “Yankees” of the smoking room set, but though irrepressible and with his patriotism always to the fore, he nevertheless captivated the American matrons and American girls aboard. When the ship was within two days of port it became palpable that the young patriot simply could not stand the nervous strain of the anticipation of once more stepping upon the soil of the land of his adoration. He began to cause the head steward worry—for fear J__the champagne wouldn’t hold out. He sent champagne to the American ladies with little American flags ,on tiny staffs set in tiny corks floating over the bubbles; forty times in the smoking room he lifted a glass and burst into patriotic song. 3 The pretty girls and the matrons were saddened to hear of these excessive indulgences. So. although young Mr. Mapes paced the deck that morning and afternoon looking a trifle glum and subdued, the greetings from all sources were as cordial as ever — even when it was rumored that the last night at, sea he hadn’t gone to bed at all, but had sat up with a wine bottle in one hand and the flag of his country tied turban-wise around his flushed brow, absolution was still accorded him and no social bars fell athwart his path. No —not in spite of the fact that the next morning, with Fire Island in sight. Samuel Maryland Mapes gave every indication of keeping his spree going. He was everywhere along the deck, shouting, laughing. “Home —home —home!” he shouted repeatedly, and did a sort of combination fandango and cakewalk the length of the shore-side promenade He almost had a fit of hysterics when off the Fire Island reefs the big liner settled down to a very much reduced speed. - Everybody winked and smiled at everybody else and turned indulgently only when they heard him yell: “Oh, what a bully idea! What a peach of a notion! Hooray!” The patriot rushed off the promenade and for a few minutes quiet had an inning on the deck. But only for a few minutes. With his arms loaded with bottles of wine, Samuel Maryland Mapes came back. There was an added decoration on the corks of the bottles. On each was sticking a little American flag. ® “These,” cried out Mr. Mapes. U. S. A., “are for the very first American I meet on the pier—whoever he or she may be—the very first real sure enough male or female citizen of the United States—without respect of race, color or previous condition of servitude that I bump into will get these bottles—four of ’em—and each one decorated with the dear old flag.” Suddenly one of the passengers turned to Mapes and laughed as he pointed to an old, battered oyster sloop with a big, dirty white sail that was calmly sailing along beside the great ocean steamship and owing to the reduced speed of the liner just then was able to hold her own.

London Standard, in which the writer maintained the thesis that good musicians die young. “Painting and sculpture are conducive to long life. Yet music kills mln young.” And he goes on to cite Schubert, Mozart, Bellini, Bizet, Purcell, Mendelssohn, Chopin, Weber, Schumann. “Os course, ’ says Professor Gildersleeve, “he had the grace to admit that Verdi lived to a good old, but I was not with that concession, and at random jotted down the names of ten famous composers —Hayden,Rossini, Liszt, Handel,

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“Does he get the wine?” asked this passenger, pointing out the old sharpfeatured skipper at the sloop’s tiller. And a pretty girl nearby said: “He’s American, I guess. The name of his boat, she volunteered, scanning the sloop’s stern, “is the Mabel, Rockaway, L. I.’ ” “Well, you know I said the first American I should meet on the pier,” said Mapes. “Oh!" interjected a passenger, “you’re backing out!” “I should say not!" cried Mapes in flushed indignation, “only let me be sure he's an American and you bet your life he gets the wine!” Many eyes were turned then on the man in the sloop. He was a sparse, hook-nosed, grizzled man under whose straggly mustache an old black pipe thrust itself forward. “Ahoy, there. Mabel!” yelled Samuel Maryland Mapes; “ahoy, there, skipper!” 7 “Ahoy yourself.” said the man with the black pipe, none too cordially. “Would you mind telling me your name?” pursued Mapes. “Ralph Smith. Why?” “Are you an American?” “What?” “Are you an American?” “I guess I am, sonny. I guess I was before you was born. So was my great-grandfather! ” “Three cheers for the Red. White and Blue!” yelled Mr. Mapes. “Well, Mr. Smith. I’m tickled to death to meet* you—to meet any American!” he went on. and waved enthusiastically as the man with the black pipe expressed a dry smile and negotiated his sloop somewhat closer to the liner. “And Mr. Smith, here are four bottles of wine. Here goes! Catch 'em!” For all his experiences of the past two days, young Mr. Mapes threw the first bottle with admirable aim. Skipper Ralph Smith as neatly caught it. But even if he hadn’t, the bottle probably would have landed safely enough on the pile of jute bags at the sailor’s feet. ‘Smack!” went the second bottle as accurately into Captain Smith’s hands. And the third and the fourth the same. So that when a petty officer ran up to warn Samuel Maryland Mapes that it was against the marine law to pass anything off the ship until it had left quarantine and the customs. Skipper Smith had all four bottles in his possession and was bowing with one hand and working the tiller to tack away from the. steamship with the other, the wine bottles in his lap. “I’m really very sorry,” young Mr. Mapes explained, “but I was quite ignorant of the regulations.” “It wasn’t till seven years afterward,” Tim Donahue would tell you, “that I found out about the young man who worked up his patriotism all the way over for the neat purpose of tossing those bottles with American flags on them to the first fellow citizen he should meet when the ship got into the harbor. Those bottles contained about $150,000 worth of contraband gems. Os course, Skipper ‘Ralph Smith’ was ‘Georgie Jingo’s' pal. He was a slick one. too. He ought to have called that old sloop the eel. He v as always sneaking up beside the liners ready to have something passed over the side before the big ship reached quarantine and customs. We finally got him, and in a string of ’Confessions that he made we got the story of the patriotic young man. The worst of it was we had a secret agent on that very boat, but he, like all the rest of ’em. fell for the little scheme of Samuel Maryland Mapes, U. S. A.”

Meyerbeer, Wagner, Berlioz, Bach, Brahms, Beethoven. The average result was 69.7. If I had added Verdi to - he list, the average would have gone soaring above the accepted limit.” The Only Winner. “Old Jinks made all his money from lawsuits,” volunteered the club gossip. “Quite remarkable!” exclaimed the new member. “No; he was a lawyer,” explained the gossip.

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