reak them up in some shape
so that these children can get at them, then they will begin to enjoy
them.

Missed At Last!

In one of the tenement houses in New York City a doctor was sent for.
He came, and found a young man very sick. When he got to the bedside
the young man said:

"Doctor, I don't want you to deceive me; I want to know the worst. Is
this illness to prove serious?"

After the doctor had made an examination, he said, "I am sorry to tell
you you cannot live out the night."

The young man looked up and said, "Well, then, I have missed it at
last!"

"Missed what?"

"I have missed eternal life. I always intended to become a Christian
some day, but I thought I had plenty of time, and put it off."

The doctor, who was himself a Christian man, said: "It is not too
late. Call on God for mercy."

"No; I have always had a great contempt for a man who repents when he
is dying; he is a miserable coward. If I were not sick, I would not
have a thought about my soul, and I am not going to insult God now."

The doctor spent the day with him, read to him out of the Bible, and
tried to get him to lay hold of the promises. The young man said he
would not call on God, and in that state of mind he passed away. Just
as he was dying the doctor saw his lips moving. He reached down, and
all he could hear was the faint whisper:

"_I have missed it at last!_"

Dear friend, make sure that you do not miss eternal life at last.

Choose Now

A teacher had been relating to his class the parable of the rich man
and Lazarus, and he asked:

"Now, which would you rather be, boys, the rich man or Lazarus?"

One boy answered, "I would rather be the rich man while I live, and
Lazarus when I die."

That cannot be.

The Mansion Made Ready

Once when I was traveling to a city there was a lady in the car with
me. After I had reached the hotel where I was to stay, and had got
comfortable quarters, she came, and said:

"Oh, sir, I cannot get a room in this hotel; they are quite full! How
ever did you manage to get a room?"

"Easily enough," I replied; "I just telegraphed on before that I was
coming, to have a room ready for me."

And it is somewhat similar in regard to gaining admission to heaven.
Your names must be sent on beforehand, and entered in its book, else
you won't get in; but get your names inscribed on its pages, and then
you won't be disappointed. God will have a mansion ready for you when
you ascend