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THE Editor, Dr. Heyman Wreford, The Firs, Denmark Road, Exeter, will be glad of any quantity of present numbers of “A Message from God,” or other Gospel books; “How Can I be Saved?” or “Safety, Certainty and Enjoyment,” etc., etc. Testaments and Gospels are much needed in French and English.
If means are sent we shall be able to send thousands more away than we do now, and the need is increasing. The Publisher is willing to send, carriage paid, to any address in the United Kingdom, one thousand “A Message from God,” each month, for 25/-, for distribution among the soldiers and sailors. We should be glad of as many as we can get.

The Diary of a Soul
By the Editor
MY dear old friend, Captain H―, sent me some years ago a very solemn incident, and it is well to introduce it again in these godless days, when men think so lightly of sin, and have “no fear of God before their eyes.” God’s warnings seem to teach us nothing; the Lord’s Day is dishonored; man acts as if there was to be no punishment for sin, and as if God was one of themselves, and not the Holy and the Righteous One, who is of purer eyes than to behold iniquity. This is the incident: —
THE VISION OF DEATH
“He cursed God and died”
Such was the heading of a paragraph in an American newspaper not long since, which gave details of the solemn calling away of one who used to scoff at the truth of God and the Person of His Christ. It went on to relate, under date of― Philadelphia, January 18th: ―
“The sudden illness of L. T― while he was blasphemously personating the Saviour at a supper party; his subsequent paralysis of the heart, and the finding his corpse in his bedroom, have given I― and its vicinity a sensation.” But to bring this awful story into a small compass, it is related that on a certain Monday this L. T― met some friends of kindred spirit. Preparations were made for a supper, and the table was loaded with provisions and drink. Everyone seemed in good health and spirits. Before they sat down, one of the party suggested that T―, who was the oldest present, and the host, should offer up a prayer! This he did, amidst the laughter and jests of those present.
After they were seated, one of the guests said that the re-union, on account of their being thirteen present, was suggestive of “the Last Supper.” While carousing T―made use of terrible language which shocked even his ribald companions. Suddenly T — grew pale, and putting his hands to his head, complained of pains and moaned out, “I’m afraid it’s my last supper after all.” Then clutching his coat, and rising with difficulty, he announced to the rest, “I must vacate the chair, boys; you must get some other president — I’m going home.” He was taken to his house, complained that he felt as if he had received a terrible blow, was put to bed, and was left when it was supposed he had fallen asleep. Next morning he was found dead in his bed. A horrible smile had settled on his features, and his eyes were starting from their sockets, “as if,” said a relative, “he had seen something awful and died while staring at it.”
What had he seen? Where is he now?
Reader, one known to the writer was always damning his eyes, prefixing the name of God to his curse. God heard and answered his prayer, and if alive he is as blind as the loss of both eyes can make a man.
Reader, I want to leave two texts with you. The first is: — “To Him (Christ Jesus) give all the prophets witness, that through His Name whosoever believeth in Him shall receive remission of sins.”
This is what God says. The other text is: ―
“He that believeth not God hath made Him a liar.”
So if you do not believe what God says about His Son, you make God a liar. Would you dare to do that?