g Moody, Penniless in Boston,
is Warned by his Sister to "Beware of Pick-pockets"

D. L. MOODY'S
Anecdotes and Illustrations.

AFFECTION

Love, not the Rattan, Conquers Little Moody.

I remember when a boy, I used to go to a certain school in New England,
where we had a quick-tempered master, who always kept a rattan. It was,
"If you don't do this, and don't do that, I'll punish you." I remember
many a time of this rattan being laid upon my back. I think I can almost
feel it now. He used to rule that school by the law. But after a while
there was somebody who began to get up a movement in favor of
controlling the school by love. A great many said you can never do that
with those unruly boys, but after some talk it was at last decided to
try it. I remember how we thought of the good time we would have that
winter when the rattan would be out of the school. We thought we would
then have all the fun we wanted. I remember who the teacher was--it was
a lady--and she opened the school with prayer. We hadn't seen it done
before and we were impressed, especially when she prayed that she might
have grace and strength to rule the school with love. Well, the school
went on for several weeks and we saw no rattan, but at last the rules
were broken, and I think I was the first boy to break them. She told me
to wait till after school and then she would see me. I thought the
rattan was coming out sure, and stretched myself up in warlike attitude.
After school, however, I didn't see the rattan, but she sat down by me
and told me how she loved me, and how she had prayed to be able to rule
that school by love, and concluded by saying, "I want to ask you one
favor--that is; if you love me, try and be a good boy;" and I never gave
her trouble again. She just put me under grace. And that is what the
Lord does. God is love, and He wants us all to love Him.

True Love.

One day when I was in Brooklyn, I saw a young man going along the street
without any arms. A friend who was with me, pointed him out, and told me
his story. When the war broke out he felt it to be his duty to enlist
and go to the front. He was engaged to be married, and while in the army
letters passed frequently between him and his intended wife. After the
battle of the Wilderness the young lady looked anxiously for the
accustomed letter. For a little while no letter was received. At last
one came in a strange hand. She opened it with trembling fingers, and
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