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YORK RADIAL RAILWAY LAKE SIMCOE LINE and New Year Service On Wednesday December and Wednesday January 1st the ream Sunday service will be given the following additions RICHMOND HILL am 1130 1r pm 1145 pm TO RICHMOND HILL 1 830 pm pm TO NEWMARKET 121 pm TO SUTTON pm FROM NEWMARKET n am pm FROM 8UTTON TORONTO TRANSPORTATION COMMISSION IN DUE SEASON By Joseph Berry sell bo given you seek and ye shall find and it shall be opened unto you L passionate eagerness lie lislened still again to he i he closed his through the southern end it j a beside discovered thai I fpllnT rail or l to Ho asked to le athletic young fellow n l mis su ami afraid he had Mexico When our tram stopped j little station below Doming into our coach know how much Mexico j iuunuoiiuu mem so of a frontier then than lo bD goodlooking and his dress belonged to the frontier region through we were passing I from That was thirtyfive years I never saw them so be juat for mo Now my thing more Sine one lhn I greeted the young man as he sat dawn ana we use1 to know began to talk While we were chatting I nis merC tlcod that he was looking at I tried to remember some Gospel song the front- and looking at Presently he turned sharply on me Is your name Berry It is I replied I know you he reached out his were at our house never forgotten you remember when y Adrian I remembered Then I knew that the youn Michigan and that his father It dawned upon me also that I had heard that my friends son had become wayward and had gone West Then sitting by my along he told pie first the silly ditties I hod learned to my mind I could also recall songs Bui for anything of college my mind seemed lo he a blank ly came out of the rubbish of memory old hymn That line suggested tile Willi on- arms s his hearty rejoinder as big brown hand You hen 1 was a kid and Ive tt li he went on Dont you and ii visited our house in my dying friend I of ages cleft for me friend were fixed upon fellow was from as sang the first stanza Then 1 as an old friend the second Could my zoal no respite know Gould my tears forever flow All for sin could not atone side as the train rumbled Thou must save and Thou alone story told it Before lhe ncxt with a kind of realism that made it very vivid lo w and with dramatic power If should it up it foll read such a in a magazine or a book the tried again Ho seemed to be should pronounce it pure fiction But it he saw Just i a chapter from real life as I afterward learned by the most corroborative evidence Nothing in my hand I bring Simply to Thy cross I cling sing A little while house began young Joe Bickel was his name he pushed his hand a little higher al father and I had a little difference I be- something above him He seemed il angry and said some things I turning a radiant face to me liesaid to have said That nighU ran away from all right Joe Its the cross Ive not hold A week later I was in the Sherman it and Ill never let go birth of yea- House in Chicago and met a young fel from In a moment bis hand dropped and ha down tils mono and Ohio who had also had trouble leaned more heavih against me I was startled at home and had left abruptly We struck up and looked down into his face Clark was an acquaintance which ripened into a warm dead friendship There was something so similar listened to with eager in the circumstances which had caused us to run interest an interest intensified by dramatic from home that we were drawn together manner in which the young frontiersman and made a common bond We each got a job story II was not difficult lo see Hut saved our change and finally came to Denver tragic death of his comrade had a profound In Denver we went had We learned to impression upon his heart an impression which drink and gamble and went into sins that he frankly confessed had led his reformation should have us shudder After a few At a little mountain village a few shack months we drifted down into New Mexico One we shook hands cordially and he the train night we were in a saloon in Albuquerque when That evening I wrote a letter George there was a row and a man was shot No one Clarks home I afterwards learned from his to know just how the shooting occurred mother that it was the news she had re lor who did it But the crowd in the place or his salvation I dwelt but- lightly up- qilicklv dispersed Hearing thai we were on lhe kind of life he hud lived ami lhe liagio pected we out of town and fled the circumstances or his death Jlul I look plenty hills We secured work in a mine where we df space give of what Joe had said for a vear Then we went to Ari- tis marvellous conversion at the ideventh hour Wo lived in Globe and Tombstone I was some time before I received any reply- oral other mining camps Finally we found one day I gol a letter filled with way on the Mexican border and gratitude lor pains in riling One continued sad glad furls n dozen line lid and wore in back room of a heavily underscored I reproduce- saloon playing cards with two Mexicans A ere dispute arose over the game and angry words fell sure my would he saved- I gave were spoken Without warning One of to Hod his birth I have prayed for him Mexicans pulled his gun from his belt and Shot ley since I tried In leach Clark through lhe The poor fellows face Christian mother should tench her boy My lo and he rolled off his choir the confidence was tested when he floor of room I was too horrified wayward Bui my The years Hut I heard Clark I Inch he dropped in done for Joe Bill I cant die hero mothers sake lake me out of this place Willi the help of attendant I lifted my chum out of the saloon across narrow treat and to shade of a tree on lilllc iil Then 1 look off my made it into a allow and laid the poor fellow upon the rocky ground He was quiet for few moments and seem ed to be scarcely breathing then he opened whispered pathetically Joe I his way Both of us were taught lo God and Ihat Christ is merciful May- name God Somehow I had the assurance all the Hint he would I be jimiiIiI hack la his Then those words were And lei us not be in welldoing for dueseason we shall reap if we faint not These- days full of lhe praises of gold d yet we come to learn that it is lal we thought it was lis power is very oh less than we had estimated It cannot friendship it cannot buy- a good bo be would bo merciful to me asked Hun from Wont you pray a little for me Ive tried it cannot make a had man good Hap- this pain hurts me so that I can I keep my mind is in is the prayer duce cither culture or scholarship It is bill wondered for just moment whether I broken reed in life and less Hint when could venture lo pray But I had gone so far death draws near And yet men sell away from God had been so reckless and wick- souls for it I dare not try to pray So I shook head The British and Foreign Bible Except for the low moaning that escaped a letter from his lips involuntarily Clark In a few minule I at i and Old Singh for a fearless devotion humility has made he looked hero friends In ii lie says In real been ing Bible I have found such a rds of the eternal wealth of riches of which I J But thought nor dreamed existed before- and now in passing on its message to and sharp it with ils blessings me and to and tried continually increases If 1 had Sj trying lo remember some of the Bible that tell of Gods meroy lo get any of them Won those words for me I reached back through the vears memory to reproduce some of the this Book whioh is Godgiven how promises I hod loomed when a hoy Soon I have known the infinite love of one word That suggested another Then revealed on the Cross I verse came to me and another and the Society who over my friend I repeated lhe words made it possible for me to get histrcssu Cqd so loved the world and Ask and it