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(271~275) impulse to call at once upon our dear Lord for relief, remembering the promise of 1 Corinthians 10:13. He has answered my prayer, has granted me release, and has given me that peace of mind which those only can know who dwell “in the secret place of the Most High.” Although this has been a very severe test, the one which I had soon after making consecration was more so. It began in thoughts of hatred toward every one I met. This continued about two days, when I commenced continually repeating the sentence, “I Love EvERYBopy!” Having a very sensitive nature and an abhorrence of evil which is highly developed, it is possible that my self-examination is too critical. My daily and oft-repeated prayer is that everything not in harmony with the divine will may be rooted out of my heart, making it a fit temple of the holy Spirit. I have never let shp an opportunity to witness for the truth, either by handing out literature or by word of mouth. This activity has resulted in my business being boycotted. I was notified that this would result if I persisted. But I rejoice in the persecution, which I experience also in my own home. Jt only stimulates me to further zeal for the Lord. Again thanking you for your sympathy and brotherly love, which ] appreciate more than words can express, with much love, I remain Your brother and fellow-servant, BRITAIN’S SOLDIERS STUDYING THE TRUTH WatcH Tower BipLe anp Tract Socrery:— I have a brother who has been twice wounded in the war. I wrote and told him some truth and sent some tracts while he was in England. (He is still there at Belfield Park, Weymouth, County Dorset.) He wrote and told me that to forgive your enemies is not in a soldier’s creed, and that they must take revenge on the Germans, I received a letter again a day or two ago, and he said he was pleased with the tracts I sent, and that he was beginning to realize the truth. He savs he got some of the men to read them, and now they have a class of fourteen, and their officer has allowed them a tent for study. They sent for H. C. Kerry.—tInd. Vou. XXXVI THE WATCH TOWER Brooxiyn, N. Y. books to the London Tabernacle, and received them. He says their officer drops in occasionally, He asked for more tracts on the PHoro-DraMa or CREATION, so I sent some, together with other tracts. J ask your prayers for these poor men, should any have the qualifications for the truth. I told my brother to write again to London Tabernacle to see if they could not get somebody to go down to teach them, It would, indeed, be well if this could be done. I pray that your good work will bring forth fruit. Pray for me! Yours very sincerely in Christ, Epwarp H. Cray.—T'oronto, Can. FAR-OFF TASMANIA HEARD FROM DEAR FRIEND: — I must tell you what a blessing the STUDIES IN THE ScriPTURES have been to me, and what joy and peace they have given me! Although a believer for years past, yet I] was dissatisfied and unwilling to consecrate myself. But now the Lord has seemed to meet me ag he met the Prodigal in our Lord’s parable. The “vow unto the Lord’ I have recently taken, and 1 would like to be baptized; I suppose, however, that none of the pilgrims visit this place, as it is isolated and the people are generally indifferent to spiritual matters. I have met Int one interested person—a humble, simple woman—grieving over the loss of a child, the sorrow opening her heart to the things of God. Talking with her, she begged me to come again; she is eager to know more. I think others like her can be found here. I should like to tell Pastor Russell fully what his books have done for me; but although I cannot do this, I do pray for him and his coworkers. I hope soon to send a contribution for the work; I hope also that a pilgrim will make his appearance up this way. I occasionally attend a monthly religious service and would like some withdrawal letters if vou will kindly send them. Your Sister in Christ, Mrs, Brancire JOUNSON.-—Tasmania. REV. DR. GORDON’S WAR VIEWS The “Toronto Globe” publishes the following stirring article from the pen of Rey. Charles W. Gordon. D. D., widely known under the pen-name of Ralph Connor, Rev. Gordon, as Chaplain of the Forty-third Battalion Cameron Highlanders, has returned to Canada, bringing back his wounded brother, Lieutenant A. R. Gordon. His article in the “Globe” follows: BRITAIN SHES SPECTRE OF DEFEAT “Every one has been dutifully saving that this war is a serious business, but no man living, not even Kitchener himself, knew till three months ago just how serious it was. Kitchener knows now. Asquith knows. Lloyd-George knows. Bonar Law knows. The labor leaders of Britain and the labor unions know just how serious, how deadly serious, this war is. And on London streets and in London offices, in the drawing rooms and at ‘week-ends,’ men are asking each other in whispers, questions they would not dare to ask aloud, and are getting answers that sometimes give a queer feeling at their British hearts. “A serious business indeed is this war. The issue of it the cheerful and irresponsible optimist, with his eve on the past, when wars were waged by men and not by machines, and when valor, not explosives, won fights, declares to be assured—only one issue is possible—victory to our arms. A pleasant man this cheerful optimist, till you notice that his eye is upon the back trail or in the clouds. When you know him, you damn him for being a misleading fool . Every man in the empire that ought to be listened to sces no hope of victory, absolutely none, and little hope of a drawn battle, unless conditions be changed, so as to be utterly different from those under which the war has been hitherto waged. “The first impression one got on reaching London, about two months ago, was that the traditional British cocksureness had been shattered and had been replaced by a paralyzing sense of uncertainty. You caught it everywhere; on the streets, in the hotels, at dinners, in the House of Commons and in the press—even in the press! It was not so much what people said, but what they refused to say. It was the determined and obvious effort to be cheerful that depressed and disturbed one. Everybody was saying to his neighbor, ‘Cheer up, things will improve.’ BROOKLYN, N. Y., SEPTEMBER 15, 1915 No. 1s VIEWS FROM THE WATCH TOWER ‘“‘BLAMES WAR OFFICE FOR STATE OF THINGS “But everybody, when by himself, refused to cheer up. He was mostly engaged during those lonely moments in blaming in his own particular way, something or somebody, and not the Germans either, but very largely those in the War Office. “What was wrong? The fact was simply this: That the British people were standing and looking with newly-opened eyes as the spectre of defeat looming up through the channel mists; a speetre unlike the traditions of our dreams, sleeping or waking, in that it refused to disappear, and wore a shiny helmet. That spectre, unless conditions were changed, could not be laid, but would take on a reality of hideousness and permanency for their children to contemplate for successive generations. There are people doubtless reading this line who pause to say ‘Rot! But the British people are not saying ‘Rot’ any more, aud did not say ‘Rot’ when their'cyes were opened some two months and a half ago. Then the British people sat up broad awake, and with that superb cool courage that faces men up to unpleasant and terrible facts, looked the situation in the eye and began forthwith to change things. ‘ASQUITH MET THINGS IN CHARACTERISTIC WAY “The government showed the way. With that fine power of sacrifice which is the characteristic of the British statesman Asquith met the crisis, for crisis it was. It was a bitter, hard day for the Premier, the bitterest and hardest day of his whole career, but he was equal to the demand made upon his patriotism. A coalition government was formed. Then the housecleaning began. Among other things the War Office was reorganized. A new department was created with LloydGeorge, that wonderful, great, little man at its head. Up to this time the call had been for men, and more men. Now to the nation’s ears came a new cry: “Munitions, munitions and more munitions.’ That ‘wonder-working little Welshman’ was onto his job. “One question still remains to be answered: ‘What is to be the issue of this serious war?’ The answer is plain, so plain that even the erstwhile cheerful optimist can see it. And the answer is this: If the change in conditions so splendidly initiated be not continued, and with ever-increasing acceleration, the issue is, defeat. [5764]