The Syracuse Journal, Volume 24, Number 45, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 3 March 1932 — Page 7

John Gresham’s Girl by Concordia Merrel (Copyright.)—WNU Berries.

CHAPTER X Lee Confesses His Love Her tears ceased presently, and she rose, bathed her face and spent some time before the mirrtNU doing everything she knew to efface the blotchy effect of them. Llf" seemed very dark and hopeless. She felt that she had done everything, tried everything, tn her power to put things right, and that It had-been utterly unavailing. Well, she had better do as he had said, and go. And yet she was sure that he was so near tg loving her. Last night during the how gentle and dear he had been. Very willing, too, to hold, her close In his arms and press his Son.her face caressingly to her gold hair. Surely he had loved her then? Surely it had been love that had made him unable to hear the tor* ments of jealousy that Jocelyn's lies had aroused; had made him abandon plans ami engagements, and get ihto . his powerful car and come post has'e to her here, to learn the trutfi for himself? And yM. if it wore love, he was utterly unwilling to own it. What was left for her to Just to do as he had said. she. supposed, and leave him. . . . Should she? Now? Kight | away? Ami let tfim find her gone I when he got back? The idea held sway for a while, but somehow she <M>Uhln’t bring herself to act upon it. She knew it was hopeless and yet she must just see him again before; she went; must let him know that she was going. ... But he seemed in no hurry to get hack to her, She waited tea till six and dinner till nearly nine. Still he didnh come. So dinner was a lonely rhea 1 that evening, that seemet. to be threatening <■» choke her with each mouthful. Then the though* struck her that he did pot Intend to' come back. No. thai could not Aery well be. ■ because, he had taken none of his things. <»h.' well, whether he came back or not: she would go tomorrow morning; \ first thing. Hack to her father, mnieAsing that failure she had told Jim she would not confess .... I She went to her room and began gathering her belongings.’ |rehdy for packing in the morning. Packing .some of them now; feeling wretchedly Unhappy; her heart aching as ft., never had ached before. She was engaged in this way. when suddenly she heard him return. She straightened up and stood rjigidU still nt the sound of his steps. Hefcanie straight to'T»«r door and opened it without of .any sort, shut It behind hint atuTTeancd hack against It. She Was startled at sight of his face, for she tian never aeep him look Just ns lie was hsiking now. / • What are you doing?” he demanded. I bls voice strained and queer. . “Packing,” ahe answered, ’‘l'm goin.- " j "To leave ’me?" ; i “Yes. You told me to." Their eyes met in a look that held Suddenly Jie came toward her;| I caught her arms, looked down into , Her face with burning eyes, and said: • You're m>t. Do, you understand? And don't ever shut me out again; as you did this afternoon. Don't, . ’. . D you hear?*’ The words wbre Rhak- - Ing from his lips as If the emotion that prompted him were threatening to rend him, •'You’ve beaten me, Lucy. 1 was lying to you when I said that I didn't long for you / . . I'm mad with longing for you. . . . You’ve worked yotir woman-power on me and beaten mq- ... | love you . . . Love yod.” The repetition came with an emphasis that made the words sound curiously desperate, as if it were indeed a surrender of all his strength. . . . “.Inn ’ Is this true':’’ She asked, and her heart was knocking hard tn her breast “True?" He laughed, oddly. '.‘True? When l‘m so mad for you that I can’t ■ think of anything else? . . . AYheh your face comes between me and everything I try to do? When I’m giddy . , . drunk with the nearness of you. . . . Truel" lie laughed again in the same way and the strength Os fals hands around her arms was so great that it was painful suddenly he pulled her chuse. . . “Love, you? , ... ho 1 love you. . . F he cried In a low, broken voice. “Hl show, you how I lov.- you. . . . I’ll show you bow true It is. . . .” His arms went wholly round her and he crushed her up to him. ao that she could scarcely breathe. Then she found his face close upon tiers, and his kisses on her hair, on her cheeks, on her throat . . . “Jim ; . . Jlp . . .’’ she faltered out. ... “Love you? Do 1 love you . . . !“ Words fell from his lips In a torrent of passion, and thejn went to silence as his Ups closed down upon hers. A timeless moment passed, while she stood there crushed in his arms; unable to move; almost unable to breathe tor the passionate strength of him. She was lost In the ecstasy of his kisses; lost in the heaven of his love; her heart beat out sheer rapture tn her breast . He raised bis bead presently, a queer, triumphant laugh breaking from him; then looked down into her face, trying to see her eyes. Rut she kept. them lowered, until, with alhand beneath her chin, he forced fer to look up at bins.- -• “You asked me whether It was true ..." he laid, unsteadily. “Is It, LocyF

“Yes,” she whispered. “It is true. ..." “Are you satisfied now that I love you?"’ he went on. "Yes, Jim. You love me. It is true this time. . . . Real. ... I have no doubts. . . ." ‘This timeF he questioned. “It was not true or real before. When you made me love you, right at the beginning. . . . When you held me in your arms . . . kissed me. ... It was not real then, Jim. . . . But now. . . . This. . . . Oh. yes It’s real this time. . . ." She breathed a little sigh and, leaned her head upon his breast again. His arms tightened round her again, roughly; savagely almost. And his voice was queer and harsh as he'said: “I think It’s always been true.;. . . Always been real. ... I think I’ve always loved you, Lucy. Anyway, you’ve always tormented me; maddened me; it’s been sheer torture to be near you. TorWre to be within arm’s reach of yous“F. . To long for you so. ..." “Always, Jim?" She twisted her face upwards as she asked the question. “Even that night ... that night of our wedding day. . . * When you told me that you hated me?” "Oh, I . don’t know I" he cried. “There no precise moment, or hour, or day for these things. They just happen. Take you unaware. Steal upon you to destroy your peace. . . . To weaken your resolutions. . . . Perhaps hate Is love, when It is like that. . . . Burning.,. . . Torturing. . . •. Don’t question, Lucy. , . . Take my love. ... Give me yours. . . . Forget everything that has been. . . . Bury the past. . , . Let the future go hang. . . . Look at me. ... Give me your lips. . . . Just love me as I love y-U. . . . Ah. darling, if you knew how I have longed for you. ... Longed to take you it. my arms. . . . Longed to kiss, your lips. . . .It’s purgatory to want anything as 1 have wanted you." He was punctuating his words with -kiss' s that fol on her hair, on her cheeks and lips and throat. ... ..“Jim ; . . Jim . , ." She faltered pjjt breathlessly, amazed, almost afraid, of the wildness of his passion. "Lucy, I’m mad tonight. 1 think. . , . Mad with longing for you. .... . Mad with the sweetness and the beauty of you. . . . Do you know how lovely you are? Do you know what magic in your eyes? And on your lips. . . ? And they are mine now, aren't they, Lucy? Aren’t they miuc now ?" “ “I am all ydurs?Tlm. , . . You know that. ... I always have been, ever since Jhe first day I saw you. . .' . Alim, you know that, don’t you? There's never been anyone else for me. ..." , "Ames?” The question shot out from between his lips and hers, as he moved the fraction of an inch from a kiss. ''Never, do you doubt It? I liked him . . . :wa* fond of him* as I might he of a brother. . . . But I ntoer have loved any man but you ..." "He says that he Is going to make you leave me. . . . He can't, .-an he?" "Only one person can make me leave yor, Jim; you, yourself. . . .” "Then you’ll never leave me now. Lucy. I'll never let you out of my sight again! Do you know what it is t.> long for anything as I have been longing for you? I don't believe you do ... I don't believe anyone could. ••Jim." she answered, lifting her lips to his. "1 love’you, ti»b. . . , Don't you think that I must know somethin* ÜbtUrt it? I've, loved you all the time you have been saying that yot hated me . , Al! the time I thought you were In love with. Jocelyn. . . . I‘on't you think that .perhaps I know some thing..of what the longing of 'ove can be? You have at least always known that 1 love you ... while I have had t<> think that you hated ate. . . .” lie crushed that off tmr lips with his own. “Ah. don't!” he cried. “Girl, it's been such hell. . . But you haven’t thought lately that I hated you.- . . ? You have known that J loved you? Haven't you? Isn't that what you meant yesterday? Isn't that what you tried to make me confess? Well, you've done It. You have got It from me. Beaten me. I'm done. . . . Can't hold •out against you any longer. I told you I was only a man. Lucy. Nothing more; nothing less. And you have known what U means, have you? You have known the torment of It. too? Then you know what it Is to me now to hold you Id my arms. ... To kiss your lips. ... To know that at last you are mine. Mine. All the sweetness of you. . . . Al! the beauty. . . ." He pushed her away suddenly, until she was at arms' length fropt him. and looked her up and down with hungry eyes. “You’re some sort of miracle, aren't you. Lucy?” he added shakily. “Can anvthing so lovely be realF . She laughed, rather tremulously; Immensely happy at his admiration, and drew herself away from him further yet. until his clinging hands left her free, nnd she stood Jif a slight distance, looking at him with exquisite eyes, a smile on her Up% ••You’re rather nice to look at yourself.” she said, softly. “Hasn’t anyone ever told you about It before?" There was a touch of shy humor In her voice, and. as he came toward her she backed away, half-teasing; half, really shy. He started after her, hands outstretched. eyes HL "Don’t play with me, Lucy." he said, a curious toije almost like a warning In his voice. "Don't play the fool with me. 1 can’t stand it. ..." ••Why, darling.” she cried' softly, melting to a wonderful tenderness, “I’m not playing with you. . . . TTn just trying to realize IL Just trying to believe .that It Isn’t a dream, and that 1 sha'n’t wake up in a moment and find thing* . . . v as they were. . . ." She caught a breath. “Then If you are not playing with me. come here and show me that you love me. >. .-. Prove It to me. . . ." he demanded. She moved toward him again, that sweeL young shyness still in her eyes, and on her lipa Then held out her hands and finished the short journey at a little run. He remained unmoving, letting his arms hang at his sides, letting her stand dose before him. . . . “Show me that yon love me," be said

again. She raised her hands and sHd them up round his neck; pulled down his head, and laid her lips to bis. "Jim . . . Jim . . . I love you. . . ."'she whispered between soft little meetings of their lips. "Love you with all my heart and soul' ... Love you so much that I don’t see how I could love you more. . . . And I want your love just as much as you want mine. . . . I’ve longed for it, just as you have. . . . And I’m yours. ... Wholly. . . . Absolutely yours. . . . Dear, believe it; because It Is the truth. ...” At that his arms were round her again, and reality was once more sent spinning Into space. ... “Jim," she sighed, presently, “I think Fm the happiest girl alive. ..." "If conquest is the height of a woman’s happiness, you ought to be," he answered, still holding her close, as if he were afraid to let her go. “For never was there a man more abjectly beaten by a woman than I am beaten by you. ..." ~ | And right at the very height of this wonderful new happiness of hers, she had a sudden feeling of chill fear. "That is a. . . a queer way to put it, Jim," she said, not quite steadily. "Is it being beaten to win what you want? To get the love you have been longing for?" "Being beaten," he answered slowly, “Is finding that you are weaker than the force you have been fighting, and surrendering to it. . . . Giving up the fight. . . . Owning up that you can't stand against it any longer. . . That is being beaten, Lucy. ...” She tried to draw away; the little fear in her eyes now. But he held her fast and would not let her move. “And that is what has happened to yon?" she said. After a moment “Yes," he said, with a shogt laugh. "That is what has happened to me," "And, Jim ... do you want to stand against it any longer? Against love? Against me?” He pulled her strongly to him. “There’s only one thing I want at the fijomenL” he answered, with another laugh. “And that's —you." She was silent for some time, recovering from that, and realizing that he had said something from which she needed to recover. z “Jim!” she said at last, the name a cry. "Don't question. . . . Don’t think, . .• . Take the love that’s burning me up, and give me yours. . . he said, his lips touching hers. . . . But she strained away from him, the fear beating all through her now; her newly won paradise already shimmering away Into cold, remote distances, . . . •’Jim," she faltered. “Ik it love that .you are giving me? Is if love that you are asking me to give you in return? Is it, Jim?" "What dr you think?” he countered. "Ask yourself. Jim. And tell me the truth. ... Is It love ... ?” She was pulling away from him, but he still held her tight. “Can’t you see that I'm mad with love for you?" "Yes," she said slowly, a note of tears in her voice, "But, Jim, there is a difference between . . . madness and love. ...” “Do you expect me to love you coolly? Do yob think I can love you and not be mad for you? What are you asking of me, Lucy?” he said, with a touch of violence. She raised her blue eyes to his. very strhigbtly, and he saw the fear that was In’them now.- .•' ■ ' ■ ■' j ■ “No,” she sai<L bravely. “I do not ask that of you, nor anything else that is impossible in the love between man nnd woman, and, Jim. I dolnot want it, . . , But there is a difference between love with madness; and madness without love. . . . There is a difference, Jim. And you know IL , ” "Don’t play with me, Lucy. ,J. .1 can't stand it. . k he said, warn-; Ingly. "Whatever my emotion for you is. it is something that is stronger than myself. . . , And anything that is stronger than oneself is dangerous. Dangerous, Lucy. Do you understand?" The words fell from his lips harshly, and the arms that held her quivered with the intensity of their own strength. * “Let me go. Jim.” she said, In a queer, low tone. He crushed her closer yet. "No." he said, without compromise. She did not struggle against him ; she just remained oasslve Ln his arms and said again: “Jim. l*'t me go." There was a moment’s hesitation this time before he spoke. Then he said: , ; "Why? When more than anything In the 'world, I want to hold you in my armsF "Because I’ve got to think. And I cannot think with your arms around me." sht, answered. , "And I do not want you think . . ." he retorted. “I want you only to love me. . . She sent up a silent little prayer for wisdom; for the power to think clearly and to do what bras best; above all for the strength to withstand the drugging sweetness of his nearness, the heaven that lay within the circle of his arms, the ecstasy of his kisses. . . . “Let me go,’ she said, a third time. There was a moment when she was crushed so close that she could scarcely breathe. Then she was thrust violently from him, and he was crying out: “D—n It! You beat me always! Well, there you are. . . . I’ve let you go. . . . Now you can think. Only, Lucy, think quickly. I’ve let yon go. but my arms are already hungr* for you ..." (TO BB CONTINUED.) The End Alone Count* John Bright once declared of his party, “We shall win in the long run." And they did. It is the win In the long ran that Is life’s best win. The runner, who wins the first lap Is a good runner, but be who stays on and keeps at bls running and wins the last Is the best runner. The boxer who wins the fight is he who wins in the long run. A Chapter tn a life may be tragic, but If the end Is happy, what does It matter? It is the end that count*— London Chronicle. > /

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DAIRY s? FACT S Eg POOR COW HAS NO > FUTURE IN HERD Cornell Economist Sees Era of Lower Prices. “Dairy cow prices may be low, but they 'will be lower. The average price of a dairy cow in New York state has dropped from, 5135 in September two years ago to 74 in September of last year. In the same time the general price level has dropped from 51 per cent above pre-war prices to only 2 per cent above. But cow prices In New York state are now 29 per cent above pre-war, and cow prices in the United States are 5 per cent below pre-war. High prices there and low prices elsewhere are moving cows into New iYork and depressing the price still further." This is the statement of the present situation, by Prof. M. C. Bond. The Cornell economist goes further and predicts that dairymen who hold cull cows for higher prices may be disappointed, and that those who are buying cows no# should be prepared to inventory them at a lower price next spring. This is because cow prices are now in the downward period of the cow cycle, he says. The last pefik of prices was in 1929 and ordinarily prices decline from six to eight years after the high price peak is reached. Judging from the past, improvement is not due until about 1936 or 1937. In other downward periods of the cow cycle, the price of cull cows and tanners declined faster than the price Jof good grade cows and pure breds. The present cycle, or period, is no exception; Cull cows become almost worthless at the low point of the cycle. ; This is one of the chief reasons advocating vigorous and prompt! culling, he explains. .-J ■ : Reasons Advanced as to Time to Raise Calves Many dairymen believe that it costs too miich to Wise calves when both ’milk and feed are high in price, so' they djP bother with this end of the business, buying new cows to take the plages of the old ones. When milk and are low, every penny is needed, so | rearing calves is looked on as a needless expense. An Ohio expert says the dairy business has cycles as do other industries. The bekst time to raise calves, he believes, is when both milk and veal are cheap. By the time the heifers are in milk, conditions have changed, milk is higher and so are milk cows and there Is nearly always 'a shortage in good heifers. He admits that it takes courage to lasjiJa'ns two or three years ahead, bnt he believes the man who does It gets his reward. Always an active worker in dairy organizations, he believes that only through co-oper-ation |an dairymen bring about better conditions for thetnselves. Radio in Dairy Bam Cows are not among the admirers of the Amos and Andy skits, according to Dr. W. L. Williamson, superintendent of the extensive ranch and live stock holdings of Herbert Fleishhackej of San Francisco. Mr. Williamson whs In Boise recently to buy some Guernsey stock of good grade, a Writer in the Idaho Farmer reports. He stated that the radio was run day and night In their dairy barns, adding: "We run it both for the cows, to kleep them contented. And for the milkers. AVe have a herd of 900 Guernseys ami milking Is going on the entire 24 hours. Noise disturbs the cows but with Jrbythniic must? they <1« not notice If anyone stubbles and spills a milk pail; then, the life of a milker is none too cheerful—milking rows twice a day 365 days of the year—and they, too, enjoy the radio. Ja?z? Well, the milkers like some jazz, but I never noticed whether it disturbed the cows or not Amos and Andy does a little.” , ! DAIRY HINTS Careful feeding of dairy cows Is especially Important when milk prices are low. The ration should be carefully balanced and fed strictly in accordance with the amount of milk produced. • ♦ • Tests tn the United States government laboratories show that a cow does not give the same kind of milk from all quarters of her udder. Each quarter works Independently of the others and the milk from each may differ greatly from the others in the quantity, butterfat percentage, bacterial content and other characteristics. • • • Oats is one of the best grains for dairy cattle. This grain is medium high In carbohydrates, medium to low In protein, very palatable and is slightly laxative. * • • By producing, in 365 days, 25.547 pounds of milk f 11.900 quarts) and 1.024.5 pounds of butterfaL Cornflower Maudaline Pontiac, a mature Holstein cow owned by IL V. Rasmussen. Lake county, Illinois, produced enough to supply all the dairy needs of 260 persons for an entire year. • • • Get the mospfrom purchased grains by feeding dairy cows 16 per cent protein mixtures with alfalfa and clover hay, 20 per cent with mixed hay, and. 24 per cent with timothy. • • • The too common practice of washing the separator only once dally not only Increases the loss of butterfaL but also decreases the keeping qualities of the cream. Any disagreeable smell about a separator is an evidence of lack of cleanliness and calls for thorough cleaning and sterilization.

i r\n\T xif\re\ if H u FEWER BIRDS, BUT THEY LAY BETTER Increased Egg Production Is Being Maintained. (Prepared by the United States Department of Arriculture.)—WNU Service. Hens and pullets are fewer, but egg production is being maintained bei cause the fowls are laying more eggs per bird. On October 1, 1931, there were 6.2 per cent fewer hens and pullets for layers in farm flocks of the crop reporters as compared with October 1 a year ago, and there were per cent fewer young chickens. An Increase of 1 per cent is reported for young chickens other than pullets for layers. Egg production has been maintained, says the departmenL despite the decrease in layers. The number of eggs laid per farm flock was reported as 18.6 eggs on October 1, compared with 1821 eggs on October, 1930, and 18 for the October 5-year average. The aggregate of 10 reported layings uh the first of each month from January to October is 291.1 eggs per farm flock in 1931, compared with 290 eggs in 1930, and 285.2 eggs in : the five years 1925-1929. Converting the statistics into “eggs laid per hen,” the department says that the October 1 average for 1931) was 26.2 eggs per 100 hens and pullets of laying age, compared with 24.8 in 1930. with 25.7 in 1929, and a 5year average of 25.2 for that date. Ten reported layings, January to October, aggregated 389.5 eggs per 100 ! birds last year, against 372.2 eggs in 1930, and 370 for the 1925-1929 average. / Proper Regulation of Light in Laying House Pullets that are fully matured, and in good condition, should have lights as soon as they are placed in the laying house. The increased feeding day will enable them to eat enough to maintain their condition and stimulate egg laying. If, however, the pullets are immature when placed in the house, it is not advfsable to give them 1 more than a 12 to 13 hour day. This amount of light will enable them to eat more feed, which in turn will help them to complete their growth, but will not stimulate high production. If the birds are not fully grown before heavy production begins they will become somewhat stunted and likely lay smaller eggs. The better the quality of the birds, the less is the amount of illumination ; required to get a satisfactory egg pro- i duction of around 50 to 60 per cent, j Some flocks of high producing pul- j lets will eat enough food to maintain , their weight and production without the increased length of day, but even > with these flocks, a winter egg-laying ' slump may often be avoided if a medi-; urn amount of light is used. Don’t Pasture Alfalfa Alfalfa fields which have been revived by late rains should not be pastured this fall unless there is a foot or more growth, advises South Dakota State college. Pasturing may cause severe damage to the root sys-, terns of alfalfa plants. The should be allowed to go into the winy? ter with a good top growth so as store plant food in the roots for a vigorous growth next spring. In addition to the plant food translocation, a heavy growth holds snow and modifies ground temperature enough to prevent severe heaving and also increases moisture content of the soil. —Prairie Farmer. Alfalfa for Hens Most corn belt flock owners have available the best green feed substitute that has been found. Even If one has no leafy, fine-stemmed green alfalfa hay on one's own farm, there is generally some available in the community. If necessary, one can pay the price of two or three pounds of corn for a pound of this sort of hay, for the amount needed to give the laying flock what they need In order to carry on heavy winter egg production.— Wallace’s Farmer. Poultry Notes Coarsely ground corncobs are now used to some extent as litter In hen and hog houses. Farm mills run by tractor power make this grinding prac- < ticaL ' poultry and egg marketing schools j to guide poultry raisers in selling their products * have been established i throughout Minnesota by the Univer- , sity of Minnesota department of agriculture. The Leghorn breed of chickens was first introduced into the United States in 1835. • • • Poultrymen owe it to their possible bank account and to the development of their flock of birds to cull their growing pullets continuously. • > • Egg production my fall In flocks housed near large cities because clouds of smoke reduce the amount of sunshine received by the birds In such districts. I .• • • It is estimated that this year 20,000 cases, each containing 30 dozen eggs, will be exported to Great Britain from Canada. Women organized a co-operative poultry association in White county, Indiana. They signed farmers enough to represent ownership of 40,000 birds. « « • The Farmers’ Protective association, of Minnesota, will try to prevent theft of poultry by tattooing numerals under the wings, then registering ths numbers.

'’improved"'”" - UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL SUNDAY I chool Lesson (By REV. P. B. FITZWATER. D D.. Member of Faculty. Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.) (©. 1932. Western Newspaper Union.) Lesson for March 6 JESUS WASHES HIS DISCIPLES’ FEET LESSON TEXT—John 13:1-17. GOLDEN TEXT—Even as the Son of man cine not to Be ministered unto, but to minister, and to give his life a ransom for many. A PRIMARY TOPlC—Jesus Washes the Disciples* Feet. JUNIOR TOPlC—Jesus Performs a Humble Task. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPlC—Jesus Dignifies Lowly Service. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC—The Spirit of Christianity. I. Christ's Amazing Love for Hie Own (vv. 1-3). •Jesus was fully conscious of what was immediately before him. He knew that the cross with all its shame and anguish was upon him. He knew that his disciples would shamefully forsake him in a few hours. He knew that one of that number would be the instrument in the hands of the Devil in his betrayal. He was fully conscious of his deity. He knew that all things .were in his hands. Despite all this, he displayed great patience and manifested untiring love. He did not withdraw his love from them because of their weakness and the shameful i failure which he knew would soon be made manifest. * He not oqjy loved them to the end of his earthly ministry, but loved them unto the “uttermost.” "Loved to the uttermost” means tfiat he bestowed upon them j his love even to the extent of taking their place in death. 11. Christ Washing the Disciples’ Feet (vv. 4-11). This act was symbolic of his arhazing love for his disciples, Jesus did not regard his hands too holy to do I this menial service. 1. Steps in this service (vv. 4-6). a. He rises from supper, b. Laid aside his garments. c. Took a towel and girded himself, d. Poured water into a basin. e. Washed his disciples’ feet. f. Wiped them «’itA the towel wherewith he was girdjjj These steps symbolize Christ’s entire work of redemption. His rising from supper represents his rising from his place of enjoyment Ir the heavenly glory. His laying aside his garments symbolized his putting aside his vesture of majesty (Phil. 2:7, 8). His girding himself symbolized his | taking the form of a servant (Phil. ; 2:7)-. The water in the basin —his cleansing *blood. His washing of the ; disciples’ feet —his actual cleansing ! of them through his Word (John 15:3; 1 Eph. 5:26). His taking his garments again—his returning to his place and | position of glory. 2. Peter’s impetuosity and ignor- ; once (vv. 6-9). When he realized what the Lord was doing, he refused [to have his feet washed.’ When he i realized the peril of refusal, he de- ■ sired to be fully washed, lie went from one extreme to another. I 3. The significance of this service to those who participate in it (vv. 8-11). It is a spiritual cleansing (v. 8). IXeiiowship with Jesus is only possible seas we are continuously cleansed from Osur sins. The cleansing here is not the washing of regeneration, but that cf sanctification. Even those who are regenerated need the continual cleans- | Ing of Christ’s blood in order to have I fellowship with him. He that is regenerated: that is. washed in the ■flood of Christ (symbolized by water baptism), does not need a repetition of the act, but he needs the cleasing of sanctification (symbolized by the washing of the feet). * b. A badge of brotherly affection (y. 14). This act showed his abandonment to the service of his disciples. This is a lesson that is much needed today. True love Is tested by the service it renders. c. A proof of humility (v. 15). This was a lesson much needed by the disciples, and much needed by us all today. They had just been disputing as to who should be the greatest in the kingdom.. Thus their selfish ambition was expressing itself. On every hand we see expressions of pride, vanity, and even arrogance, in those who are professed followers of the lowly Jesus. d. Equalization (v. 16). As the disciples were thus served by Jesus I Christ, their vain ambitions were rebuked. To enter into this service In the Spirit of Christ is to encounter a j leveling of humanity. Hi. An Example for Us (vv. 14-16). Christ the Lord of aD became the servant of ail, and his disciples are . under solemn obligation to follow him pin their service to others. This obligation rests upon his lordship (v. 14). GEMS OF THOUGHT God is truth and he will prevail. • • • Full redemption removes remorse. Christ can change* sadness to gladaess. ’ • • • Sin is like % river which begins In a quiet spring and ends in a stormy sea. • • * Do not look forward to what might happen tomorrow.—SL Francis de Sales. • • ♦ Jesus on earth—his path, his spiriL his ways—is the measure of our walk and obedience. • • • Let us be honest with God. Let David’s prayer be ours: “Search me, O God "—not my neighbors, or other people. • • • “What would we think of Jesus If we ever found him working for his own pleasure or consulting his own comfort?”

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