night the memory of his mother came home to this man;
he thought of the days of his childhood, and made up his mind he
would try and lead a different life. When he got to New York he
thought he would join the Odd-fellows; he imagined that would be a
good way to begin. What miserable mistakes men make when they get
trying to save themselves! This man applied to a lodge of
Odd-fellows for admission; but the committee found that he was a
drinking man, and so they black-balled him. Then he thought he would
try the Freemasons; they discovered what sort of a man he was, and
they black-balled him too. One day he was walking along Fulton
Street, when he received an invitation to come to the daily
prayer-meeting held there. He went in, and heard about the Saviour; he
received Christ into his heart, and found the peace and power he
wanted. Some days after he stood up in the meeting and told the
story how the Odd-fellows had black-balled him; how the Freemasons
had black-balled him; and how he came to the Lord Jesus Christ, who
had not black-balled him, but took him right in. That is what Christ
will do to every poor penitent sinner. "This Man receiveth sinners."
Come to Him to-day, and He will receive you: His marvelous,
sovereign grace will cover and put away all your sins.

I am so glad that we have a Saviour who can save unto the very
uttermost. He can save the drunkard, the man who for years has been
the slave of his passions. I was talking to a friend not long ago,
who said that if a man had a father and a mother who were drunkards,
he would inherit the taste for drink, and that there was not much
chance of saving him. I want to say that there is a grand chance for
such men, if they will call upon Jesus Christ to save them. He is
able to destroy the very appetite for drink. He came to destroy the
works of the devil; and if this appetite for gin and whiskey is not
the work of the devil, I want to know what is. I do not know any
more terrible agency that the devil has got than this intoxicating
liquor.

An Englishman went out from England to Chicago, and became one of
the greatest drunkards in that city. His father and his mother were
drunkards before him. He said that when he was four years old, his
father took him into a public-house, and put the liquor to his lips.
By and by he got a taste for it; and for several years he was a
confirmed drunkard. He became what in America we call a "tramp." He
slept out of doors. One ni