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(By B. O. SELLERS, Director of Eve-
ning Department, The Moody Bible
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LESSON FOR AUGUST 18.
THE RULER’S DAUGHTER.
. X.ESSON TEXT—Mark 5:21-43.
L GOLDEN . TEXT—-“And taking the
'0 child by the harfd he saith unto her,
> Talitha cumi; which is, being interpreted,
Damsel, I say unt6 thee, arise.” Mark
6:41. _.
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This Is oner Of the most beautiful
stories of the Bible. It appeals to the
loving pa?ent4s’„ heart* and charms the
attention of every child in the home.
The introduction of the woman who
' touched hiS garment is referred fo by
three of thjs gospel writers and show
ns an intensely interesting side light
as to the reception accorded Jesus
dusing his’ Galilean ministry.
The«iramatis personae is as follows:
First, the father. From his life he is'
about ’to lose all the poetry and music
of his home.
Second, the child. She was only
twelve years old, just on the threshold
of Jewish womanhood. It takes no
Imagination to picture her life up to
this time, how it had entwined itself
Into the heart of the father as well as
the other loved ones. The stricken
fj diseased child is yet to be found in
the land, that is what makes the
picture so vivid. Why this suffering?
Why these separations? We cannot
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reply but our Heavenly Father knows
It all, and some day we will read his
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He That JBelieveth on Me
Out of His Heart Shall Flow Rivers
of Living Water.—John 7:38.
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V answer in the glory of,his presence.
P? Third, the woman. Who, where
V from, nor whither to, we are not told.
Only one of that vast throng who had
jt\ Just faith to touch the hem of his
| J garment, and she was made whole.
Calm Dignity of Jesus.
* < And lastly, the Galilean prophet
One whose response to the cry oi
need was so instantaneous albeit
without haste or fret or unrest. We
:can, in imagination, see them as the;
walk along the roadway. Jesus cer-
F tainly had a meaning in pausing as
*v they are interrupted for we must re-
member that the woman was healed
/... ithe moment she touched his garment
land before they paused. Having
p {taught, the multitude and encouraged
of Jairus they reach ths
allowing none but his elecl
jr,' James and John, he en-
(tors the house, which is now in a
[tumult due to the weeping and wailing
(of the mourners, both the professional
jand the bereaved. Again we are im-
jjpressed with the calm dignity ol
[Jesus as he asked them “Why this tu-
mult? The ■child only sleeps.” Theii
[laughing scorn is due to their ignon
lance of the power of this man, though
[the record is a strong emphasis upon
ithe fact that the child was really
(dead.
When he had turned the unbelievers
lout, Jesus takes the father and mothei
jand the disciples into the death
chamber, the occasion was too sacred
for the mere manifestation of powex
before a crowd. Taking the child by
[the hand, a personal touch, not by
proxy, Jesus speaks those wonderful
[words which form the golden text
Beautiful Lave Picture.
Having restored the child to its
(parents Jesus admonishes them not to
publish the news broadcast, evidently
as he was not ready to precipitate
matters in the minds of the multitude
ifor of a surety he knew that in cer-
itain quarters the fact of the cure
§, (would be known. .«
This is a beautiful love picture:
|1« The father** love—v. 22-24.
(a) His need.
(b) His position, “at Jesuaf
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(c) His plea, “I pray thee.”
(d) His insistence, “besought
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J2. The strangers plea—v. 25-24.
(a) An interruption.
(b) Of long standing.
(c) Jesus’ knowledge.
(d) Jesus’ response. —
(e) ) Her confession.
(f) Her blessing.
4. The Master’s love—v. 35-43.
(a) Jesus’ knowledge (child not
dead in his sight).
(b) Delay not mean refusal.
(c) The tender resurrection, an
answer to faith.
(d) The provision for all her
needs.
Sorrow brought Jairus to Jesus and
sorrow today brings more men to
Jesus than perhaps -any other one
means. Jairus was a ruler of the
synagogue and as such had to lay
'aside his pride and his hostility to
make his plea or to accept service of
Jesus, and so must we lay aside our
[pride when wecome to the Nazarene,
casting ourselves as did Jairus in the
dust at his feet, but notice Jesus did
■not suffer him long to remain in that
place.
There are three recorded instances
where Jesus raised the dead; this
"“only daughter,” an “only son” of a
(widow and the “only brother,” Laza-
rus of Mary and Martha. Jesus is
saying still to the afflicted and to the
fearful, “only believe.” He wants us
to learn that the tap root of fear Is
unbelief. His only condition is that
We believe. Jesus did not stop to argue
with the scornful mourners. Argu-
ments never convince men, but deeds
will shut the mouth of the most
blatant eeorner.
We have in this lesson all the neo-
•ssary evidence of the Deity of Jesus.
OD’S plan for the world is that it
should be saved by Christian
people, not by preachers, but by
the great body of Christians. So
we are given here a definition of the
ideal Christian. Perhaps you have
thought sometimes that you would
like to know, in a few plain words,
just what Jesus expects of you as a
Christian. Here is an answer plain
and simple. It was the ,time of the
feast of the tabernacles. There was a
vast number of people in Jerusalem,
and they were gathered in the tetaple
area. Above them stand the priests,
pouring water out of large jars, to
symbolize the outpouring of the Holy
Spirit upon Israel. Just then Jesus
speaks, and amid the silence of the in-
tently watching throng his voice rings
out: “If any man thirst let him come
unto ine and drink; he that believeth
, on me, out of his hearlf shall flow ris-
ers of living water.” That packs in.£<?
a sentence Jesus’ ideal of what a true
Christian down in this world should
be, and may be.
Water; is the essential of life. Ab-
sence of it means suffering, sickness
and death. All the history of the
world clusters about Its water courses.
Harvest Should Be for All-
In the book of Joshua We read, “For
Jordan overflowetb all its banks all
the time of the harvest.” When there
was flood in the river, there was har-
vest in the land. Has there been a har-
vest in your life? A harvest of the
fruits of the spirit—love, joy, peace,
long suffering? “No.” you say, “not
much of & harvest.” Perhaps none at
all Do you know why? Is It not be-
cause the Gospel of Jesus Christ has
not filled your heart with its floodtide
of power? When the blessed stream
has filled your being it must find an
outlet, it produces a harvest. And it
blesses all who come near it.
If you look at a chart showing the
circulation of the blood, you wiy see
a wonderful network of lines running
In every direction, blit they all con-
verge in the great blood vessels that
lead to and from, the heart. And every-
where the blood goes there is life. Now
turn to a map showing the water sys-
tem of some great valley like the Mis-
sissippi. Here again you note a net-
work of little streams and rivers, all
converging in the great main artery,
and that leading to the sea. And ev-
erywhere the water goes there is life.
Here is Jesus’ picture of the Chris-
tian down in the world. As the red
stream of life is sent out by the force
pump of the heart to give beauty and
health and strength to every part of
the body, so out of the personality of
the true believer shall go a flood-tide
of power, bringing refreshing, and
cleansing, and beauty and vigor every-
where within the circle of his life.
What a marvelous conception of the
power of life! And how strikingly it
describes Jesus’ own life! But there
is something more wonderful still. Je-
sus means that ideal to become real in
yon and fn hj^4®arhaps you are .think-
ing to yourself,' wish I could live
such a life, but it is not for me; I
have no special talent or opportuni-
ties; and the strong tides of tempta-
tion at times sweep met off my. feet;
no, it is not for me.” Yes it is for you
if you will only yield yourself to the
Master’s Influence.
Believe In Him, Is the'Secret.
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St. John has a story in his gospel, in
the fourth chapter, about a woman
who seemed indeed a^ost unlikely in-
strument for the blaster’s purpose.
She was a woman no reputation,
rather of bad reputation. She prop-
ably had no influence In her town. But
she met Jesus at Jacob’s well, and she
listened to him and believed on him,
and there lies the secret of what fol-
lows.
She went back to her village and
commenced speaking about Jesus to
tiiose she^knew. The result was start-
ling. We are told in the simple lan-
guage of the Gospel that “many be-
lieved on him because of the word of
the woman.” There is only one way
to account for such results. Only the
Holy Spirit speaking through her lips
could have produced them. She had
begun to drink of the water of life, of
which Jesus had been speaking to her,
and already the living water was flow-
ing out to others.
The same Jesus wishes to do that
with you, and far more if you will let
him. Let me ask, why have we not
all the same power for Christ that
this woman had? Well, possibly some
of us are like Nicodemus who came
to Jesus by night. There is no power
because of timidity. We are afraid of
what- people might say. And some of
us may be like Lazarus was physical-
ly. We are tied up tight, hands and
feet and face. We are the slaves of
some sin, of some habit; there is
something wrong. Now whatever it
is, it is clogging up the spiritual chan-
nel which should bring supplies of liv-
ing water from the great reservoir of
the heart of Jesus. How shall we
have power, abundant, life giving,
sweetening our own lives and influ-
encing other lives for good? The an-
swer is easy to give, but it is no easy
task to live up to it. Remove the ob-
struction that is cloggffig the channel
of your spiritual life. Cease from tbal
sin that is hindering the water of life
from flowing into your heart. Thee
there shall come new life and new
power.
A. Great American
Adventur
“CHINESE ‘WARD,” SOLDIE
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N THE early autumn of 1860 a New
York merchant interested in the ma-
chinery and junk business received
a letter from Shanghai, China, which
interested him curiously. It was
from an old friend and associate,
I® whom he had believed to be
another example of unaccountable disappearance.
-Frederick Townsend Ward had gdne to Mexico
more than two years before to sell some old ord-
nance to the government. Having accomplished
this in due season, he had suddenly dropped out
of ken, on the eve of supposedly returning home.
Fancy, then, the surprise which greeted these words,
if any act of so erratic a person could amaze.
“j have entered into the Chinese service, have
very fine prospects at present and hope soon to
have a comfortable foytune/ I have been trans-
formed from* a Yankee into a Chinaman in good
style, with a good establishment. I, a few days
ago, took the second city of importance in the vice-
royalty from the rebels. I have made a pretty
good thing of It and hope in a few weeks to take
another city.”
This communication was a veritable bolt from
the blue. A restless, almost penniless vagabond
of a man, whom bis friends had given up as lost
suddenly emerging in China as a master of men and
a conqueror of cities! Our own bloody slaughter
house had not yet opened its shambles, but the
newspapers were so absorbed in an extraordinary
political situation that they gave scarcely a para-
graph to such a curious piece of news when it was
made known to them.
A few weeks later another similar letter reached
the staid merchant:
“I was then [referring to his first letter] aboa
starting up country, but I have since returned,
having been badly wounded while attempting to
scale the walls of Sing Poo City, .and was com-
pelled to return to Shanghai for treatment, i
got several shot wounds, the worst one wen
through the cheek and down through the roof
of the mouth. They, that is. the missionaries
and some English and Dutch merchants, talk
very badly about me and my measures, I having
used both rather unceremoniously when found
having connections with the rebels; but, Jack.
J am independent of them all and consequently
do not care a -— for them.
> “China is, the country for a man who Is
able to take; risks and is gifted with good com
mon sense. I have made more money in a few
weeks than I coqld at brokerage in New York in
twenty years.” */'
Sixty years ago American pulpits and church
conventions rang with the glad tidings that a
Christian movement had sprung, spontaneously
as it were out of Chinese soil. The future of
missionary effort wars thus assured, it was hoped.
In the blossoming of a far-reaching native force
that would speedily win the heathen to the ban-
ners of the cross. These hopes, however, were
blasted, as the rise of the religious cult of a
Makka schoolmaster developed into one of the
most ruthless and devastating civil wars of his-
tory, and the nature.of the outrageous travesty,
which had perverted a few Christian doctrines
into a grotesque blasphemy^ came to be under-
stood. *
Hung Su Tsuen had sought In vain for that
recognition before the literary hoards at Canton
which was the passport of official ambition. In
Canton he had abgorfced } some crude notion of
Christian doctrine from a Methodist missionary,
and when he returned home, crazed by disap-
pointment, to live as a humble pedagogue, he
began to dream dreams and speak prophecies as
one directly inspired 'from heaven. As time
went on, his propagandism drew to its banner
hordes from the ranks of discontent and crime,
and an army of ragged desperadoes began to
move from west to eastr in the early fifties to
establish the claim of the crazy fanatic (who
professed to be the younger brother of Jesus
Christ and directly consecrated by the Holy
Ghost) to be the imperial head of the empire,
the annals of Oriental barbarism. It was esti-
mated by conservative opinion that in ten years
this infernal regime known as the Taiping rebel-
lion had cost the empire some two and a half
billions of dollars and the destruction of several
millions of lives by war, starvation and whole-
sale massacres.
Hung Su Tsuen, as Tien Wang or “Heavenly
King,” was enthroned at Nanking and he prac-
tically controlled the great provinces of Kiang-
Su and Sheh-Kiang, the heart of the richest
tea and silk production of China. His robber
bands indeed raided down to the very gates of
Shanghai, and the foreign merchants there were
sometimes hard put to it to defend the city,
though nominally on amicable terms with the
Nanking despot, on whom their trade so largely
depended.
One autumn morning at Shanghai In 1859 a
slight, dark-complexioned, insignificant-looking
man called at the office of Tah-ke, a mandarin
of the third button, a banker and merchant well
regarded by the foreign residents.
It was Frederick Townsend Ward, who had
Just landed in Shanghai from San Francisco. He
was rough and seedy-looking, with a sailor’s roll
in his gait, but with a glance of fire and a solid,
square-set jawbone to redeem his face. Tah-ke
was not encouraging when Ward spoke of his
desire to enter the Chinese service as a free
lance, and answered that he could get a belly-
full of fighting by joining the Shanghai volun-
teers.
“Thank you for nothing,” said Ward, “but I
can do that without your help. I didn’t come
for that sort of advice. I could make you help
me and help yourself at the same time. You
don’t see it now, but you will.”
Who, then was Ward? Born at Salem, Mass.,
about thirty-two years before his arrival in
China, he came of a race of deep-sea skippers,
who had sailed on all oceans, arctic and tropi-
cal, and been noted for their handspike and be-
laying-pin discipline. Daring and resolution ran
In his blood.
At the age of nineteen he had won his first
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mate’s certificate. He took a turn in New York
at the business of ship brokerage and marine
supplies. Thence he disappeared for several
years and was heard of in Central America,
where he had joined Walker, the filibuster, nar-
rowly escaping the fate of that adventurer. Ru-
mor also associated him with the ill-starred ex-
ploits of Wheat amd Henningsen in the same
region. He had been heard of also in the Cri-
mea as enlisted in the French zouaves, from
which he managed to escape by desertion to
save himself from drum-head court martial after
having slapped his captain in the face.
These and other adventures loomed in his
background.
Not disconcerted by Tah-ke’s cold reception,
he took "things into his own hands. He had
enough money to hire a small force of rapscal-
lions, native and foreign, the kind that infest
an Oriental seaport like rats, and among them
a few deserters from the British military and
naval forces, who knew something about drill.
The most important of these acquisitions was
James Burgevine, a North Carolinian adventur-
er, who had severed allegiance to the “Heavenly
King.” Tah-ke had sold to Ward for a baga-
telle a batch of condemned muskets and bayo-
nets which armed t^is, ragged and unreliable
battalion. Ward and Burgevine whipped them
into shape not only by camp drill but by skir-
mishing with the Taipings at every opportunity,
for from their cities of Sung Kiang and Sing
Poo, only two or three days’ march from Shang-
hai,- the rebels made constant irruptions.
Ward’s primary object was to inspire his
men with confidence in him and in themselves.
He lived on the country and when he captured
• Taipings he converted them into recruits in-
stead of refusing quarter, as was the habit of
the imperialists. Very soon the exploits of
Ward’s irregulars began to make a buzz in the
foreign clubs and counting rooms. He had cre-
ated his own standing and when he went again
to Tah-ke that worthy received him with low
salaams.
He went straight to his mark like a bullet,
with the manner of one dictating, not accept-
ing, terms. He proposed a formal contract,
which Tah-ke was to negotiate with the Futai
of Shanghai. Ward was to have $100,000 from,
the government for every city he captured, of
which $25,000 was to go to the Chinese part-
ners. He was to have the first day’s looting,
after which the captured place would be turned
over to the imperialists.
Tah-ke was pledged to finance Ward for one
year, furnishing him with arms, ammunition and
stores, within a certain limit of cost which the
other thought would suffice.
Within a month Ward led his first expedition
against Sung; Kiang, which was garrisoned by
about 5,000 Taipings under the command of an
Englishman named Gardiner, an ex-officer of the
British army. The attack failed, with serious /
loss to Ward’s 500 assailants.
One thing had happened, however, which
proved of vast import to him. He had taken a
rebel prisoner of some rank, who confessed to
him that one of the bastions had a choked-up
subterranean sallyport. If he could make a
secret entrance through this, It would save the
necessity of a desperate and bloody assault.
General Ward reoganized his little command
and, w-ith 5,000 imperialists to co-operate, made
his second attempt. Sung Kiang. with its five-
mile circuit of wall twenty feet high, was cap-
tured; and to Ward’s great credit he prevented
anything like indiscriminate massacre.
leaving Sung Kiang with an officer of his
own in command, he returned to Shanghai,
where his achievement had caused a. tremen-
dous sensation
There comes now an interim in Ward’s fight-
ing toils, for half a score of unhealed" wounds
compelled him to go to Paris for treatment, but
we find him back again in the early summer of
1861 where his presence was sorely needed.
The foreign powers still pursued their hands-
off pol.cy and allowed the Taipings to sound
their drums and tom-toms within earshot of the
swarming treaty port. In a diplomatic way, in-
deed. formal recognition of the “Heavenly King”
as the dominant power was in the air.
Ward's coining shattered \that intention,
which, if carried out, would have destroyed the
empire. lie grasped the situation and, through
the Futai of the province of Cheh-Kiang, obtained
directly from the Peking authorities a commis-
sion to raise and command an imperial Chinese
levy. His experience told him that, well drilled
and daringly handled, the natives had plenty of
good soldier-stuff and would fight and die in
their tracks.
A singular thing happened at this time. At
the principal temple of Confucius one day he
discovered in one of the consecrated niches a
scepter-like staff of ebony with a curiously
carved head of jade minutely Inscribed. The
effect on his native valet was remarkable, and
he learned that it was one of the great talis-
mans of the empire. When he appeared with it
before his troops the next day they fell to their
knees in ranks. Thenceforward he carried no
sword, Only this magic baton attached to his
wrist with a thong. In the eyes of the Chinese,
even the Taipings, it made him an invincible
leader. Shortly afterward, indeed, it saved his
life.
A large detachment from the main force of
Chung W’ang camped too near his city of Sung
Kiang. Sallying forth with two regiments, he
struck their camp like a thunderbolt at night,
cutting the force to pieces.
The ,clock now struck twelve for Frederick
Ward. A courier arrived post haste from the
Futtfj of Shanghai, ordering him to report there
for co-operation with the Anglo-French contin-
gent. He obeyed with two picked \regiments.
leaving Sung Kiang strongly garrisoned under
Colonel Forester. Admiral Sir James Hope had
arrived and had insisted that General Ward
should be fully recognized as the most efficient
factor of salvation.
The first move was against Kaschlaou, which
threatened the supplies of Shanghai. Ward and
his Celestials carried the defenses in the most
gallant fashion, leaving Sir James Hope’s con-
tingent but little to do except gather in two
thousand prisoners.
All the English officers were delighted with
the splendid dash and confidence marking
Ward’s attack, a“nd when Sir James Michel, the
British commander-ln-chief, arrived from Hong
Kong with Sepoy reinforcements he agreed cor-
dially with Admiral Hope when these two re-
viewed Ward’s forces at Sung Kiang.
It was advised that Ward be commissioned by
the Chinese government to raise from 6,000 to
10,000 men and be invested with a large range
of authority.
The result was an extravagantly phrased re-
script from Peking that commissioned General
Ward to raise and command 6,000 men, named
him admiral-general, and made him a mandarin
of the “peacock feather.” With it came the
famous “Yellow Jacket.” equivalent in China to'
the Golden Fleece or the Order of the Garter.
The new force was designated Chun Chen
Chun, “The Ever Victorious Army.”
It was in April, 1862, that a council of war
was held at SuDg Kiang. Sir James Hope, Gen-
eral Staveley, the French Admiral Potret, Gen*
eral Ward and Viceroy Lich being present. It
was here that Ward’s general plan was fully
sanctioned. This showed great grasp of military
strategy. The proposition was to capture the
cities of Kahding, Sing Poo, Najaor, Tsaolin and
lesser fortified places within a radius of forty
miles from Shanghai.
Needless to linger on the details o? the
on Kahding, Sing Poo, Najaor and Tsaolin. Gen-
eral Ward in each case, magic baton in hand,
headed the asaulting column through the breach
made by artillery, and his men charged to the
very gates of Tophet, resistless In their ardor,
mad with tWe joy of battle. In the Tsaolin affair
the gallant French admiral Protet was shot
dead at his side.
Tz-ki fell before his assault like a house of
cardboard, but one of the last hostile bullets fired
pierced Ward’s chest with a fatal wound. He
was taken aboard a British gunboat commanded
by Lieutenant Roderick Dew and was brought
down to Ningpo.
Splendid funeral obsequies at the temple of
Confucius in Sung Kiang were held, at which
all the foremost personages of that part of
China, native and foreign, attested their grief
and paid their homage to the deeds of the man
who had practically arrested the disintegration
of the empire.
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