# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1904_S62
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The Lutheran Pioneer.

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Where the Saviour Leadeth Me.

When the days are dark and dreary,
And the light of hope is gone,

And my soul would fain grow weary
Ere the work of life be done,

Then speaks a voice to me:

‘As thy day thy strength shall be.”

And, trusting, I will follow

Where the Saviour leadeth me.

Whene’er the sky is lowering,
And earth is filled with gloom,
And the mists of doubt o’erpowering
Hide all beyond the tomb,
Then the promise comes to me,
Of pardon full and free,
And, trusting still, I follow
Where the Saviour leadeth me.

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Punished Together.

A missionary in India, after one day speaking
to a crowd of natives on the banks of the river Gan-
ges, was addressed by a Brahmin as follows:

“Sir, don’t you say that the devil tempts men
to sin?”’

‘“‘TIndeed,’’ answered the missionary.

“Then,” said the Brahmin, ‘certainly the fault
is the devil’s; the devil, therefore, and not man,
ought to suffer the punishment.”

While the faces of many of the natives showed
that they agreed with the Brahmin, the missionary,
observing a boat with several persons on board com-
ing down the river, replied, ‘‘Brahmin, do you see
yonder boat??’

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“Suppose I were to send some of my friends to
destroy every person on board, and bring me all
that is valuable in the boat; who ought to suffer
the punishment—I, for instructing them, or they,
for doing this wicked act?”’

‘tWhy,”? answered-the Brahmin, with alacrity,
‘you ought all to be put to death together.”’

“Just so,”? replied the missionary, ‘‘and if you

and the devil sin together, the. devil and you will be

punished together.”’

Arrested by Song.

An old mountaineer, familiarly known among
the mountain people as “‘Old man Kline,” was very
angry with a young fellow for marrying his daugh-
ter without the father’s consent. Determined to
‘kill him, he hid near the place of a ‘“‘oathering””
which the young man. would be sure to attend.’

~*T must leave ‘all that.

While he was there waiting, two little girls from
a mission day-school went by singing,
“Jesus died for all mankind,
Jesus died for me.”

The old man had perhaps never heard of all
mankind, but accustomed to the name ‘Old man
Kline,’ he mistook the words, and thought the
children were singing, ‘‘Jesus died for Old man
Kline.”? He was arrested in his murderous plan,
and instead of the double murder (for had he killed
the young man, in turn the young man’s relatives,
according to mountain custom, would have prob-
ably killed him) this man found a Saviour in the
Jesus who had truly died for ‘‘Old man Kline.”

A Dying Cardinal’s Lamentation.

Cardinal Mazarin, the greatest minister of
Louis XIV in France, afforded in his last hours a
striking and melancholy illustration of the apostolic
statement, ‘‘We brought nothing into this world,
and it is certain that we can carry nothing out.’’
A courtier, loitering without leave in the apartments
of the sick statesman, heard a slippered foot drag-
ging itself with difficulty along the carpet of an ad-
joining room, and hastily hid himself behind some
tapestry. He saw Mazarin creep feebly in, await-
ing the summons of the angel of death, who was
about to transfix him with his fatal dart, and gaze
around, little suspecting that he was himself -being
watched. From all sides shone on him the art treas-
ures he had collected —the only objects except
wealth and power he was capable of caring for.
He looked on them long and regretfully; his eye
wandered from picture to picture, from statue to
statue, till at last his anguish vented itself in words.
What pains it cost me to
acquire these things: -I shall never see them where
Iam going!’ The courtier, Count Louisde Brienne,
whose ears caught that dying groan, remembered
the speech, and when Mazarin was dead, put it in
print, unconsciously as a warning to all those who

lay up treasures for themselves, but are not rich

toward God.
A Peaceful Death.

Alexander Cruden, well known as the author
of a valuable Bible Concordance, was very poor.
What little profit came from his book he gave away.
When about seventy years of age he was found at
his humble lodgings kneeling by his chair, his Bible
open before him, his face calm and peaceful, but
his spirit gone to God.

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