The War Cry . c almost templed t0 think that youllnever be anything else but dismal to theend of the chapter. Cheer up ! Weveall eome through those dark hours. Be-lieve me, the loaellness will give placeIn the «iili It of praise. He will put unow tsong wllliln your mouth, and sorrowand sighing will flee nway, Hallelujah ! Only Trnst Him-and let us remember that there It) notone little bit of hardness endured for Hisrtenr sake—not ono hour of lonelinesssuffered forHim-but His loving heartnotes it, and by md bye we will hear111m say. H)MB, TE BLESSED OFMY KATIIriH, nnd then whnt Joy toknow thnt
The War Cry . c almost templed t0 think that youllnever be anything else but dismal to theend of the chapter. Cheer up ! Weveall eome through those dark hours. Be-lieve me, the loaellness will give placeIn the «iili It of praise. He will put unow tsong wllliln your mouth, and sorrowand sighing will flee nway, Hallelujah ! Only Trnst Him-and let us remember that there It) notone little bit of hardness endured for Hisrtenr sake—not ono hour of lonelinesssuffered forHim-but His loving heartnotes it, and by md bye we will hear111m say. H)MB, TE BLESSED OFMY KATIIriH, nnd then whnt Joy toknow thnt He has been pleased wl^h usand lias found ub faithful, as I pray wemny hp EVJ3N UNTO DEATH. ?. CHR1BT did not tell Magdalene what uwinner aim had been before that swellerowtf nl I lie banquet, but He told herpublicly Hint her sins were forgiven, CHK1BT liurlud no woo against thosewho crucified Him, but He pronounced(?even woes ngaiast those, who had burledthe truth among the rubhlsli of Denansirates the Divinity of an. IronStaircase. J LST boys, says one of theirnumber, we vere nothing But beardless youth hasbeen the Instrumentality bywhich moro than ono spir-itual lion has been slain. To theseHeadquarters lads who laid down thoquills of their behlnd-the-seeues toll totake up for a space the cornet and drumof active service was It given to forge thellrst link In the chain of God-deslgneacircumstances which brought about thesensational scene of our sensational-title. No marching can be permitted, wasthe uncompromising greeting of the Buf-falo police when they reached that city. For a brief minute The Boyo Felt Bine. They had set their hearts on tilling thelittle hall where the tiny corps of soldiersheld their fort so bravely, and how to dothis without a note In the open-air fromthe aforesaid attractions! of cornet anddrum was a riddle. Hut zeal lias Invented many plans,otherwise impossible Ingenuities, far morethnn one Salvationist in a tight (tx, andby Its
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