'Tis only by treating them so that you can hope
To bring them from darkness to glorious light;
In great kindness with their unbelief you must cope,
Or you'll never be victors in the good fight.

For the Jews as a race are proud, worthy, and kind,
And love one another with wonderful love,

But doubt not in God's own good time we shall find
That He from their hearts unbelief will remove.

My sweet darling sisters are bright, pretty, and good,
And pray to God earnestly morning and eve;
But it grieves me to think I am not understood
Because I read about Jesus and do believe.

But my grief and my pain never last very long,

For all things are working together for good;
And thro' heart and thro' soul there rings a glad song
Now I know that on earth Messiah has stood.

And I ask you, dear children, to pray one and all,
For mother, sisters, and brothers over the sea,
Pray that upon them God's best blessing may fall—
The truth as in Jesus they gladly may see-

For I know they are sorrowful in my great joy,

Their fond hearts are bowed down in deep woe and pai

In my full cup of joy 'tis a drop of alloy,

And I pray to God daily they peace may regain.

CHAPTER IV.

66 Inasmuch ye have done it unto one of the least of these ye have done it unto me."-MATTHEW XXV. 40.

"Use hospitality to one another without grudging.”—I PETER IV. 9.

From your proud city I will go,

To where more kindly people dwell;

And if to you your faults I tell,
You may not welcome others so.
When wanderers among you stray,
Afar from home, alone and sad,
Good fellowship to advice add,
And waft their loneliness away.

Close not the portal of your heart

To those who linger in your land,
But when you clasp a stranger's hand,
O, Christian, act a brother's part.

Throw ope your doors to those who come
As pilgrims in the Saviour's cause;
The Friend of all the friendless wars
Against the selfishness of home.

Pride not yourselves on your descent

From those who are your nation's pride,
But pride yourselves when you have tried
To solace those whose hearts are rent.

Forget not our Redeemer came

To cheer the sad and save the lost,
Then look not closely at the cost
When you do kindness in His name.

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As previously stated, I had gone to Philadelphia, because Americans in Australia had spoken so highly of it as being "The City of Brotherly Love and the fair City of Homes." These titles seemed to ring like music in my ears, and carried with them a bright hope of comfort in the sorrow inseparable from the severance of home and kindred ties.

I connected myself with the Church of my baptism, and in one way or another was introduced to scores of people. I had not gone there altogether unknown, and naturally expected some consideration. What was the result? During about two months residence in the city, no one called to cheer me in my loneliness, and only one gentleman with whom I had business transactions offered me hospitality.

I must not forget to mention that the assistant minister of the Church, whose duty it was to call upon strangers had severe illness in his family at the time, and one of the vestrymen did call on realizing my condition, but this was after I had protested against the inconsiderate treatment. Subsequently these gentlemen and their wives were very kind and sympathetic, and to the present time I count them among my most valued friends, but I left the city after a few days. The impression created on my mind was that people were regarding me with mingled curiosity and suspicion, which was most painful; and whilst they did not scruple to make inquiries, and give advice, and thereby must have learned I was a stranger in a strange land, they did not seem to realize it was their duty to display hospitality.

I will mention two circumstances that happened in direct contrast to this. On my way to New York from San Francisco, I became acquainted with a gentleman, and we travelled together to Philadelphia. Discovering that I was a Jew, he informed me he belonged to the same faith. On parting at the station, he handed me a card, saying he

should be pleased if I would call upon him. Whilst there I met another Jewish gentleman whom I had known the previous year in San Francisco; he also gave me a most pressing invitation to proceed to Boston on a visit to a brother residing in that city. These were the only two Jews I met at this time, and their offers of hospitality were characteristic. Unfortunately the coldness of Christians in Philadelphia is an example of what followed in other cities, with but few exceptions, in England and America-a conspicuous exception being a most loving reception from the good people of the beautiful city of Washington, D. C.

There are some friends we value much
Because they make us feel at home;
Their hand-clasps manifest the touch
Of sympathy for those who roam.
And those who roam have for such friends,
A friendship which no words can tell,
But down upon the heart descends

Home feeling to reveal the spell.

Perhaps there is no virtue quite as much neglected by really warm-hearted, faithful followers of our Saviour as the duty of hospitality, and it is a duty as binding upon the conscience as are the kindred virtues of truth and honesty. In the daily prayers used by the Jews the precept relating to it comes before that of attending to the sick; it being understood that few will neglect those who suffer physically, but the stranger, the sufferer of varied ills, is apt to be forgotten. The Scriptures abound in references to hospitality from the day when Abraham entertained the Angel of the Lord beside the oaks of Mamre, until the time when the writer of the Epistle to the Hebrews refers to the circumstance in the words, "Forget not to show love unto strangers; for thereby

some have entertained angels unawares." (Hebrew xiii. 2.) R.V.

I was disappointed with the want of sympathy on the part of professing religionists amongst the Jews; but the disappointment was increased tenfold on realizing its failure amongst professing Christians. I will here say that the Jewish nature pure and simple, putting aside the question of religion, is more tender than that of the Gentile. But there is no character on God's earth so noble, self-sacrificing and sympathetic as a Christian who in all sincerity is endeavouring to live up to the teachings of our Saviour.

I cannot well express in language the weary heartache and home-sickness felt when as a stranger in a strange land, surrounded by hundreds of beautiful homes occupied by followers of our Lord, I have found hardly one of them thrown open to me even sometimes after delivering several letters of introduction. On festive days like Christmas and Easter Sunday it was especially trying, for I then recalled the social joys associated with high days and holidays among my Jewish brethren, when, after attending divine worship, good cheer and visiting were the order of the day. It is said, thought I, that Christians pay a very large sum of money for every Jew that is converted, but now they have one among them, they do not ask him to take a cup of tea, even on the most joyous days of the Christian year. Thank God, no root of bitterness ever sprang up in my heart in connection with this inhospitable treatment. The deep comfort of the Scripture, "And we know that to them that love God all things work together for good"-(Rom. viii. 28. R.V.)—sustained me under this as it has under far more trying circumstances, and as it does everyone who surrenders himself to do the will of our Father in Heaven. In those early days of unexpected trial, there was