prison was excited. At last
an officer came and shouted at the top of his voice, "Henry Clay
Trumbull!" The chaplain told me his name never sounded so sweet to him
as it did that day. That was election, but you can't find any Henry Clay
Trumbull in the Bible. There is no special case in the Bible. God's
proclamations are to all sinners. Everybody can get out of prison that
wants to. The trouble is, they don't want to go. They had rather be
captives to some darling sin.

An Emperor Sets Forty Million Slaves Free.

Once the Emperor of Russia had a plan by which he was to liberate the
serfs of that country. There were forty millions of them. Of some of
them, their whole time was sold, of others, only a part. The Emperor
called around him his council, and wanted to have them devise some way
to set the slaves at liberty. After they had conferred about it for six
months, one night the council sent in their decision, sealed, that they
thought it was not expedient. The Emperor went down to the Greek Church
that night and partook of the Lord's Supper, and he set his house in
order, and the next morning you could hear the tramp of soldiers in the
streets of St. Petersburgh. The Emperor summoned his guard, and before
noon sixty-five thousand men were surrounding that palace. Just at
midnight there came out a proclamation that every slave in Russia was
forever set free. The proclamation had gone forth, and all the slaves of
the realm believed it. They have been free ever since. Suppose they had
not believed it? They never then would have got the benefit of it. If
one man can liberate forty millions, has not God got the power to
liberate every captive?

Moody on "Duty"--How He Loves His Mother.

I have an old mother away down in the Connecticut mountains, and I have
been in the habit of going to see her every year for twenty years.
Suppose I go there and say, "Mother, you were very kind to me when I was
young--you were very good to me; when father died you worked hard for us
all to keep us together, and so I have come to see you because it is my
duty." I went then only because it was my duty. Then she would say to
me, "Well, my son, if you only come to see me because it is your duty,
you need not come again." And that is the way with a great many of the
servants of God. They work for Him because it is their duty--not for
love. Let us abolish this word duty, and feel that it is only a
privilege to work for God, and let us