What is the duty of his friends? What is the duty of his country?

1. The man's responsibility lies in ever coming to such a pass. With the experience and observation of the world before him, with his own experience and observation in the incipient stages of his temptation and his disease, his accountability lies in not stopping his dread career at once; and when he is once confirmed in his habit, once diseased beyond the cure of will and motive, he should do as any other insane or diseased man does-go to the asylum and submit himself to treatment. He has God, and religion too, on his side; and with the use of means, diligence, and prayer the grace of God can cure any case of inebriety where all manhood is not destroyed and when drunkenness and debauchery have not passed the day of grace. The drunkard may not have the power of self-cure within; but he can submit himself to scientific and divine remedies. The worst of men have been saved and elevated into positions and lives of usefulness and power, as John B. Gough, Benson, Bliss, and others I have known.

2. A man's friends and family should combine to save him; and he should be cut loose from all his socalled friends who conspire to ruin him. We should feel that a soul is worth something; and, with its temporal and eternal dignity before our eyes, we should treat the drunkard as we treat other people. diseased, mad, and helpless in themselves. Energy, prayer, work, long-suffering, patience, and determination, by all a man's friends and family combined would accomplish in most instances the drunkard's reformation and salvation. We usually treat drunkenness as a hopeless matter, become disgusted with

its victims and turn our back upon them; and if, often, we would do as much for them as we do against them they would be saved. We want faith, love, and work here as in the salvation of the lost and of the heathen; and were the Christian world bent upon the drunkard's salvation as upon China, India, and Africa thousands would be redeemed where thousands fill a drunkard's grave and go to hell. Nothing is impossible with God; and if he could save the thief on the cross, Mary Magdalene, John Bunyan, and John B. Gough, who is it he cannot redeem in the use of Christian charity and energy, faith and hope? The drunkard is responsible; but how many of us are equally responsible for not helping and saving the lost thousands annually dying and going to hell?

3. The duty of the Government is as equally clear and plain. No civilized Government in the twentieth century-the most enlightened age of all historyshould allow a traffic which makes universal pauperism, crime, and insanity. If men will have liquor, let them make it and use it for themselves; but let no man be allowed, in violation of divine precept, to put the bottle to his neighbor's mouth. As a medicine, if necessary, the manufacture and sale of ardent spirits can be restricted to the scientist and the druggist under the pains and penalties of law; and so ought every deadly poison used in the materia medica. Novices and irresponsible persons should not make nor sell opium, strychnia, arsenic, and other poisons, without license and prescription; and alcoholic liquors, so far as manufacture and traffic are concerned, should fall under the same rule, as they do in some States and countries. A pint of whisky will kill a man not addicted to drink; and hence it is a

deadly narcotic poison. Worse than this, it is to thousands a poison as fascinating and deadly as the charm of the serpent; and it is infinitely more dangerous to handle and taste it than all other poisons put together. To touch it is to die by multitudes, infatuated with its effect; and if ever there was one poison more than another the object of alarm and the subject of legislative restriction, it is whisky. By all means it is the duty of the Government to destroy the saloon, pronounced a nuisance and a universal evil by our Supreme Court, and adjudged amenable to State and national legislation. If liquor must be sold, for humanity's sake kill the bar-room business, and let some plan be adopted by which the existing evil can be robbed of its social curse, essentially created in the saloon resort. Our Government, our politics, our legislative and business enterprise, are all dominated by the saloon, all corrupted in some form by this infamous and infernal machine of destruction to every thing good and noble in man.

Only look at the illustration which faces this sketch to see a true picture painted every day in vivid and awful reality in the tens of thousands of saloons which curse this sunny land. This is the effect of the bar-room in its last analysis. On the altar of his whisky god the drunkard lays at last his shrieking, immortal soul; and sends it to his fiery, endless, hopeless hell. Such is the power of alcohol, and such is its doom that no drunkard shall enter the kingdom of heaven. It may be said that men will eat opium, or take cocaine, or form other habits of the appetite; that they will lay their souls upon the altars of other gods as vicious and damning as whisky; but this argument could be used for the practice

of any other vice. Alas for the cold-blooded theory that every individual is alone responsible for himself; and that I may place before him any temptation I choose, with impunity and without responsibility! Alas for the fallacy of the "personal liberty" sophism that every man may kill himself, and his neighbor too, by whisky, if only a license is granted to drink and sell this damnable destroyer! Why legislate against concealed weapons, gambling-hells, and lewd houses? or why not license them all as we do the saloons?

My friends, think on this picture-the most pitiable and the most horrible ever drawn by the imagination. Reflect and ponder, poor tempted man, and then go and drink again if you can, with such a prospective fate before you. Think upon it, sober men and women, and then give your influence, if you can, to the saloon. Remember we shall all meet at the judgment -the drunkard and the saloon-keeper, the law-maker, the voter, and the citizen—and if no drunkard can enter heaven, if no giver of drink can escape God's almighty "woe," what shall be the penalty inflicted upon the man who wielded his suffrage and his influence to fasten the accursed saloon upon his country? Tell me I hate the bowl?

Hate is too feeble a word!
I loathe, abhor; my very soul

With strong disgust is stirred
Whene'er I hear or read or tell
Of this dark beverage of hell.

THE TWO WAYS.

SUT two roads lead to eternity, and these two roads lead in precisely the opposite direction. One of these roads leads to heaven, the other to hell; and we are all on one or the other of them. There are no other roads leading to eternity, no by-ways which switch off, no midways between; and the picture before us is an exact representation, in substance, of what Christ says in Matthew vii. 13, 14: "Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it."

1. Let us look at the narrow way. It is entered by a strait or difficult gate, represented by the little needle gate in the wall of Jerusalem, through which it was next to impossible for a camel to go. Before doing so he had to be stripped of all his load, and get down on his knees, and with great difficulty squeeze through. Coming to Christ is like entering this gate, for a man can just barely get through, stripped of his load or luggage. So Christ enters us, as we enter him, by repentance for sin, which we renounce, and by faith, through which we receive him into our