ame, they rushed to the deck, not to put on life belts, not to
get into lifeboats but to form in order, and send out over the icy
ocean, the music of the sweet song, "Nearer, my God, to Thee." When
the ship lifted at one end and started on its headlong dive of
twenty-seven hundred fathoms to the depths of the salty sea, those
brave men, without a discordant note, sent out the sweet refrain;

"Now let the way appear
Steps unto Heaven;
All that Thou sendest me,
In mercy given;
Angels to beckon me,
Nearer, my God to thee;
Near to Thee."

May we not hope those brave musicians and those who died that others
might live, "On joyful wings cleaving the sky," ocean and icebergs
forgot _did_ upward fly, and on their flight to the spirit world
continued the song, "Nearer, my God, to Thee."

Manhood is not dying out of the world.

Students of history are asking, "Will the fate of Rome be repeated in
the history of this republic?" The answer is, we have saving
influences in this republic Rome never knew. Rome never had an asylum
for her blind or insane; she never had a home for widows and orphans;
her "golden house" of Nero never had an equal, but nowhere in her
dusty highways could be found footprints of mercy. In Rome the soldier
was the cohesive power, while socially everything was isolated. In
this republic there is an interlacing and binding together in bonds of
human brotherhood. A Methodist here bound to Methodists everywhere,
Presbyterian to Presbyterian, Baptist to Baptist, Disciple to
Disciple, Lutheran to Lutheran, Catholic to Catholic, Masons, Odd
Fellows, Knights of Pythias, Red Men, Maccabees, Woodmen, Christian
Endeavor Societies, Epworth Leagues, Y.M.C.A.'s, W.C.T.U.'s, and many
other fraternities, making up an interdependent, together-woven,
God-allied and God-saving influence ancient empires never dreamt of.
These are the moral lightning rods that avert from this republic the
wrath of God.

Am I putting too much stress upon the humanity side of national life?
Do you tell me money is the great question of this country, tariff the
great question? Bring me the Bible and what do I find? Only a very few
pages given to the creation of the material universe, with all its
gold and silver, suns and systems, but I find page after page, chapter
after chapter, and book after book, given to the healing of the lame,
the halt and the blind, teaching a kindred spirit of sympathy to meet
the common woes of hu