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HELPFUL SUGGESTIONS 
 
 for the rendition of this service 
 
 The service is complete in itself. Begin promptly and eliminate 
 as far as possible all preliminary exercises. The service can be 
 rendered in about an hour and a quarter, more or less, according 
 to the desire of the reader and choir master. 
 
 It can be simplified musically by omitting the more difficult 
 selections. The length of the service may also be curtailed by 
 singing only two verses of the hymns. In most instances this 
 will be found sufficient to clinch properly the thought of the story. 
 
 By this method the service can probably be rendered in an hours 
 time and the effect produced is likely to be more lasting than if 
 a longer time were consumed in its rendition. Don't attempt to 
 sing all of the music. Sometimes a single Verse of a hymn will 
 be found more effective than using the entire hymn. 
 
 The choir should begin promptly when the reader finishes. Omit 
 all instrumental preludes and interludes. If possible begin all 
 songs from the chord. The story and the songs should dovetail 
 without wasting a moments time. The reader must study the 
 story so as to properly bring out the thought expressed and 
 create the spiritual impression desired, and the choir should ex- 
 ercise especial care in enunciating clearly and distinctly the words 
 of the hymns. These are not hit or miss hymns but have been 
 prepared especially for this service and their thoughts intertwine 
 with those of the story. The success or failure of this service 
 will depend on the care exercised in these matters. Properly 
 rendered, the service should prove a source of spiritual blessing 
 and uplift. 
 
 
Dwight L. Moody 
 
 A Service in Story and Song 
 
 In Dundee over ten thousand persons 
 gathered in the open air; at Glasgow 
 nearly thirty thousand congregated at 
 one time, and in London during four 
 months over two and a half million per- 
 sons attended the meetings which were 
 conducted by Dwight L. Moody, who a 
 few years before was a poor farmers 
 boy, but to whose feet ministers, states- 
 men and scholars of the highest degree 
 were now gathered for inspiration and 
 help. On returning to the country of 
 his birth, people gathered eagerly by 
 
 tens of thousands to listen to this new 
 preacher, who was as God's flaming torch 
 burning with an anxious desire to win 
 men from the pathway of sin and to 
 turn them to a pardoning God. 
 
 Such a life should be ranked with 
 that of Lincoln, and read into the lives 
 of coming generations. He who has 
 reached such summits of service leaves 
 a heritage, fraught with eternal blessings 
 for the improvement of humanity and is 
 worthy of the love and esteen of the 
 whole world. 
 
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 February, Dwight L. Moody was born, 
 at East Northfield, Massachusetts. His 
 home was a humble one near the way- 
 side. The place of his birth was beauti- 
 ful for situation. The river wound its 
 way between the hills, while a lake 
 nestled in poetic solitude near his home; 
 just the place for this boy's brain to 
 plan his future, and a spot where 
 thousands should receive the education 
 of which he in boyhood was deprived. 
 
 When he was four years of age his 
 father, the sole support of the family, 
 died. Nine children were left to be 
 cared for by the industry of a frugal New 
 England, God - fearing, Bible - loving, 
 Sabbath-keeping, child-culturing moth- 
 er. Dwight clung closely to his mother 
 in her sorrow, and down to the time 
 when she reached over ninety years of 
 age she was still his precious one. When 
 
 he had reached his fame he tells this 
 story of his mother's wonderful love: 
 
 "Perhaps there is no subject in the 
 Bible that takes hold of me with as 
 great force as this subject of the wander- 
 ing sinner. It enters deeply into my 
 own life. It comes right home into our 
 own family. The first thing I remember 
 was the death of my father. It was a 
 beautiful day in June when he fell 
 suddenly dead. The shock made such 
 an impression on me, young as I was, 
 that I shall never forget it. I remember 
 nothing about the funeral, but his death 
 has made a lasting impression upon me. 
 
 The next thing that I remember was 
 that my mother was taken very sick. 
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 mourned for her boy, how she waited 
 day by day and month by month for 
 his return. I need not say how night 
 after night she watched and wept and 
 prayed. Many a time we were told to 
 go to the post-office to see if a letter 
 had not come from him. But we had 
 to bring back the sorrowful words, "No 
 letter yet, mother/' Many a time have 
 I waked up and heard my mother pray: 
 "Oh, God, bring back my boy/' Many 
 a time did she lift her heart up to God 
 in prayer for her boy. When the 
 wintry gale would blow around the 
 house, and the storm rage without the 
 door, her dear face would wear a 
 terribly anxious look, and she would 
 utter in piteous tones, "Oh, my dear 
 boy; perhaps he is on the ocean this 
 fearful night. Oh, God, perserve him/' 
 We would sit around the fire-side on an 
 evening and ask her to tell us about 
 our father, and she would talk for hours 
 about him. 
 
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 brother should chance to come in, then 
 all would be hushed; she never spoke of 
 him but with tears. Many a time did 
 she try to conceal them, but all would 
 be in vain, and when Thanksgiving Day 
 would come a chair used to be set for 
 him. Our friends and neighbors gave 
 him up, but our mother had faith that 
 she would see him again. One day in 
 the middle of summer a stranger was 
 seen approaching the house. He came 
 up on the east piazza and looked upon 
 my mother through the window. The 
 man had a long beard, and when my 
 mother first saw him she did not start 
 or rise. But when she saw the great 
 tears trickling down his cheeks she 
 cried, "It's my boy, my dear, dear boy/' 
 and sprang to the window. 
 
 But there the boy stood and said, 
 "Mother, I will never cross the threshold 
 until you say you forgive me." Do you 
 think he had to stay there long? No, no. 
 Her arms were soon around him, and 
 she wept upon his shoulder, as did the 
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 The Sabbath Day in the Moody home 
 was one of rest and quiet. The children 
 most go to the sanctuary. This habit 
 was formed in young Dwight's life in 
 such a way that he thanked God to his 
 dying day for the early custom of church 
 going. In the quiet Sabbath eventide, 
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 these years ambitions began to form 
 themselves in Dwight's young life to be 
 something and somebody in this world. 
 His mother's brothers came to spend 
 Thanksgiving Day at East Northfield, 
 and Dwight said to his uncles: "I want 
 to go to Boston." They paid no atten- 
 tion to him, but in his quiet hours he 
 had made up his mind that if he had to 
 walk every inch of the hundred miles, 
 he was going to Boston. So bidding 
 good-bye to his mother he started out. 
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 suffering. In after years, when he was 
 swaying tens of thousands in that city 
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 and down the streets trying to get a 
 situation, and I recollect how, when 
 they answered me roughly, their treat- 
 ment would chill my blood. But when 
 someone would say, "I feel for you; I 
 would like to help you, but I can't; 
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 happy and light-hearted. For about 
 two days I had the feeling that no one 
 wanted me. I've never had it since, and 
 I never want to have it again. It seems 
 to me that must have been the feeling 
 of the Son of God when he was down 
 here. They did not want him." 
 
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 felt himself almost adrift, he went to an 
 uncle, Mr. Holton, and was offered a 
 position in his store on the condition that 
 he would not want to run the business, 
 and would go to Church and Sunday 
 School, and do nothing that he would be 
 ashamed to tell his mother. Dwight 
 decided on the spot. On the Sabbath 
 he was found in Church and Sunday 
 School, and from the very beginning his 
 uncle found him a skilled business youth, 
 with the quality of courtesy. Mr. Kim- 
 bell, his Sunday School teacher, saw in 
 this country youth certain qualities of 
 value, that if turned in the right direc- 
 tion would be sources of power in his 
 own life and to many others. He made 
 up his mind to ask young Moody to 
 surrender his life to the service of 
 Christ. One day Mr. Kimbell, in going 
 down Court Street, Boston, saw Dwight 
 in the back of the store tying up a 
 pair of shoes. The boy was alone. He 
 went to him, and asked him to yield his 
 heart to the Saviour while it was young 
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 turning point of his whole life. He 
 went to the Bible with a hunger for 
 spiritual food, and a thirst which was 
 satisfied only in drinking deeply from 
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 of Mr. Moody, he was a man of one 
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 inspiration, it was the Bible which was 
 the secret and source of his power. He 
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 Success attended his business capacity 
 in his uncle's store in Boston. His 
 industry, diligence, and keen knowledge 
 of people won him many friends. He 
 was thrifty. After sending a certain 
 amount each week to his mother, he 
 had saved quite a little sum. One day, 
 looking at this amount which he had 
 saved, he was convinced that he could 
 
 make greater headway in the city of 
 Chicago. The first Sabbath in that 
 western city, he went to the house of 
 God. While there, he was desirous of 
 teaching in the Sunday School, but 
 when he sought a class he was told 
 several times there were none lacking a 
 teacher, so he went out into the streets, 
 and gathered a group of young urchins 
 and brought them to the Sabbath 
 School, where he began to teach them 
 the story of Christ Jesus. Then he took 
 a pew in the Church and brought young 
 men unaccustomed to attend divine 
 worship and filled the pew. Later he 
 paid for four pews, and filled them with 
 young men. He became deeply in- 
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 saloon for a Sunday School room, in 
 the immediate neighborhood of two 
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 of people. Soon the Sunday School 
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 gathered to hear the word of God ex- 
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 to do this work, even sweeping and 
 making ready the room for the comfort 
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 "In the Sunday School I had a pale, 
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 assigned him to the worst class in the 
 school. They were all girls, and it was 
 an awful class. They kept gadding 
 around in the school-room, and were 
 laughing and carrying on all the time. 
 One Sunday he was absent, and I tried 
 myself to teach the class, but couldn't 
 do anything with them, they seemed 
 farther off than ever from any concern 
 about their souls. "Well, the day after 
 his absence, early Monday morning, the 
 young man came into the store where I 
 worked, and tottering and bloodless, 
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 give an account of my stewardship, and 
 not one of my Sabbath School scholars 
 has been brought to Jesus. I have 
 failed to bring one, and haven't any 
 strength to do it now/ 
 
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 a carriage and took that dying man in 
 it, and we called at the home of every 
 one of his scholars, and to each one he 
 said, as best his faint voice would let 
 him, 'I have come to just ask you to 
 come to the Saviour/ and then he 
 prayed as I never heard him before. 
 And for ten days he labored in that way, 
 sometimes walking to the nearest 
 houses. And at the end of that ten 
 days, every one of that large class 
 had yielded to the Saviour. 
 
 "Full well I remember the night be- 
 fore he went away (for the doctors said 
 he must hurry to the South); how we held 
 a true love-feast. It was the very gate 
 of heaven, that meeting. He prayed, 
 and they prayed; he didn't ask them, 
 he didn't think they could pray; and 
 then we sang, 'Blest be the tie that 
 binds/ It was a beautiful night in 
 June that he left on the Michigan 
 Southern, and I was down at the train 
 to help him off. And those girls every 
 one gathered there again, all unknown 
 to each other; and the depot seemed a 
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 that he led them to Jesus. At last the 
 gong sounded and, supported on the 
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 ing in charge the Christian work among 
 the poor in the city of Chicago appoint- 
 ed Mr. Moody as the City Missionary. 
 About this time the dark clouds of war 
 began to spread over the face of this 
 sun-lit land; camps were established in 
 Chicago, and Mr. Moody went from 
 tent to tent, reading to the men from 
 the Sacred Book and praying with them 
 before they left to face the foe. He 
 labored night and day with untiring 
 zeal to bring a bit of the Word of the 
 Eternal God into the lives of these men 
 who were going to the front, many of 
 them never to return. 
 
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 shoot down his fellow beings, he was 
 willing to go on the battle field to nurse 
 the suffering and to break to them the 
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 at Pittsburgh Landing, Shiloh, Chatta- 
 nooga, and Murfreesboro. It was at 
 Murfreesboro, where the battle raged 
 for five days, that Mr. Moody was 
 God's evangel, going today with the 
 North, and tomorrow with the South, 
 cheering up the men all along the line. 
 Mr. Moody tells this story concerning 
 one of the men in the hospital at this 
 place: "One night after midnight, I was 
 awakened and told there was a man in 
 one of the wards who wanted to see me. 
 I went to him, and he called me 'Chap- 
 lain' (I wasn't a chaplain), and he said 
 he wanted me to help him die* And I 
 said, 'I'd take you right up in my arms 
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 his head and said, 'He can't save me; 
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 sinners.' I thought of his mother in 
 the North, and I knew that she was 
 anxious that he should die right, and I 
 thought I'd stay with him. I prayed 
 two or three times, and repeated all the 
 promises I could; I knew that in a few 
 hours he would be gone. I said I want- 
 ed to read him a conversation that 
 Christ had with a man who was anxious 
 about his soul. I turned to the third 
 chapter of John. His eyes were riveted 
 on me, and when I came to the four- 
 teenth and fifteenth verses, he caught 
 up the words, 'As Moses lifted up the 
 serpent in the wilderness, even so must 
 the Son of man be lifted up: that 
 whosoever believeth in him should not 
 perish, but have eternal life.' 
 
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 read it again, and I did so. He leaned 
 his elbows on the cot and clasped his 
 hands together, and said, 'That's good; 
 won't you read it again?' I read it the 
 third time, and then went on with the 
 rest of the chapter. When I finished 
 his eyes were closed, his hands were 
 folded, and there was a smile on his 
 face. Oh, how it was lit up! What a 
 change had come over it. I saw his 
 lips quiver, and I leaned over him, and 
 heard in a faint whisper, 'As Moses 
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 so must the Son of man be lifted up: 
 that whosoever believeth on him should 
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 was constantly urging his workers to go 
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 After Mr. Moody's greaf spiritual 
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 vigor of his robust manhood, he would 
 return to that restful bit of country 
 among the hills, where he was born, to 
 gather strength for greater work. While 
 here, it mattered not how busy his day 
 might be, there was always a moment 
 to run in and see his mother, and bring 
 a little sunshine into her life. When 
 away from home he was constantly 
 writing little messages to her. It 
 happened that her birthday came on 
 the same day as his own, and he never 
 failed to send her a little greeting. 
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 the Eternal God, that He had spared 
 her so long to her family. One of the 
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 thoughts of his heart concerning his 
 precious, patient, God-fearing mother. 
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 son of such a mother. My mother was 
 a wise woman. In one sense she was 
 wiser then Solomon: she knew how to 
 bring up her children. She had nine 
 children and they all loved their home. 
 She could do anything with them. 
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 I used to go to my mother. It's a 
 great thing to have such a mother, and 
 I feel like standing up here today to 
 praise her. I want you to understand 
 we do not mourn. We are proud we 
 had such a mother. We have a 
 wonderful legacy left us. When every- 
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 mind to start a school for poor girls in 
 New England. If you are willing, we 
 will ask the committee which has charge 
 of the royalty received on our hymn- 
 books to devote the income from that 
 source to start the erection of buildings. 
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 the poor girls who were making the 
 straw hats. These noble Institutions 
 will perpetuate the name of Dwight L. 
 Moody forever." 
 
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 the third day out he was startled by a 
 terrible crash and shock, as if the vessel 
 had been driven on a rock. The shaft 
 of the vessel was broken. The water 
 began to flood the compartments. For 
 two days the ship drifted in a helpless 
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 In J899 Mr. Moody was conducting 
 services at Kansas City when his health 
 began to break. He telegraphed to his 
 family, "Doctor thinks I need a rest, 
 am on my way home/' After a brief 
 illness of six weeks he woke one day 
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 opens before me." The first impulse 
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 If this be death it is sweet. There 
 is no valley here. God is calling me, 
 and I must go/' Thus fell asleep, 
 quietly and peacefully, one of the 
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 country or any other country has ever 
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 Master Builder, who needed not to be 
 ashamed, and his influence throughout 
 
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 "though dead, yet speaketh." How 
 remarkable his words just before he en- 
 tered on his last great work in Kansas 
 City: "Some day you will read in the 
 papers that D. L. Moody, of East 
 Northfield, is dead. Don't you believe 
 a word of it! At that moment I shall be 
 more alive than I am now. I shall have 
 gone up higher, that is all, out of this 
 old clay tenement into a house that is 
 immortal; a body that death cannot 
 touch, that sin cannot taint, a body 
 like unto His glorious body. I was 
 born of the flesh in \ 837. I was born 
 of the Spirit in \ 856. That which is 
 born of the flesh may die. That which 
 is born of the Spirit will live forever. 
 
 Mr. Moody had a number of favorite hymns during his life-time. His last great favorite was 
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 Story and Song Series 
 
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 A FASCINATING COLLECTION OF 
 
 SACRED MUSICAL SERVICES 
 
 The s'ories are instructive, entertaining and strongly devotional. 
 
 The music in many of the services is of a good gospel hymn grade, 
 
 making them usable where only amateur singe is can be secured or where 
 
 time for preparation is limited, while others of the seties contain one 
 
 or more good medium grade anthems, interspersed with the other grade 
 
 of songs. Such services may be used effectively having a chorus of 
 
 young singers fr- m the Sunday School or the entire school to render the songs, while the Church Choir, (quartette or chorus) 
 
 renders the anthems. 
 
 They are equally appropriate for Sunday evening services in place of a sermon or for a midweek service or entertainment. 
 They are easy to render but hard to forget; no staging, costuming or rehearsal of parts is required as is necessary in preparing a 
 cantata. The Pastor or any good reader reads the story. As the reader reads the last sentence before the song or anthem the singers 
 rise and render the musical number illustrating that part of the story just read and so on throughout the entire service. No additional 
 opening or closing exercises are needed, the service being complete in itself. 
 
 To render successfully a Story and Song Service only copies enough are needed to supply the reader and one for each singer. 
 Many Pastors plan to use a "Story and Song Service" one Sunday evening each month. They are marvellous in their power to 
 attract and hold the people even on hot summer evenings. 
 
 Many Sunday School superintendents are learning to use these Story and Song Services at the festival seasons in place of the 
 time-honored services and cantatas, which offer but little variety, while the burden of preparation is great. 
 
 Lantern slides can be secured for some of these services, thus bringing again into use the picture method of teaching and preaching 
 which has been so effective in the past. 
 
 New ideas are being constantly worked out' in this series, and new services are continually in course of preparation. The latest 
 idea is shown in the "Biographical Series" listed below. 
 
 In the following list to which new titles will be added from time to time, may be found services suitable for the special occasions 
 such as Christmas, taster. Missionary or Temperance Rallies and Children's Day, as well as those for general use. Order by titl». 
 
 BIOGRAPHICAL 
 
 Dwight L Moody. 
 
 Fanny Crosby. 
 
 'The Missionary Hero of Labrador (Dr. Grenfell). 
 
 Mothers of the Bible 
 
 MOTHERS' DAY 
 
 'The Shepherd's Story. 
 'His Birthday. 
 
 The Victor of Bozrah. 
 *Love Triumphant 
 
 CHRISTMAS 
 
 EASTER 
 
 TEMPERANCE 
 
 Buy your own Cherries. 
 
 GENERAL 
 His Mother's Sermon. 
 Where Love is, There God is Also. 
 Saved at Sea. 
 
 The Story of the Pink Rose. 
 Whiter than Snow. 
 Little Daniel. 
 Pilgrim's Progress. 
 Probable Sons 
 Christie's Old Organ. 
 
 CHILDREN'S DAY 
 *The Missionary Hero of Labrador. 
 Chalices of Perfume. 
 
 A * before the title indicates that an abridged (Sunday School) edition can be purchased, containing all the songs which would be 
 used by the school and enough of the story to show where each song appears. 
 
 Thus for Christmas, Easter or Children's Day an appropriate Story and Song service can be ^elected and by securing enough copies 
 of the COMPLETE EDITION to supply the reader with the story and the choir with the anthems, and enough copies of the abridged 
 edition to supply the school, the service can be beautifully rendered by the combined school and choir at small expense. 
 
 _ . ( Single copy 15 cents; per dozen $1.50, postpaid. Per hundred $10.00, not prepaid. 
 
 1 171CCS Sunday School (abridged edition , $4.00 per hundred, not prepaid. $4.35 per hundred, prepaid. 
 
 ( 50 or more, either edition, at the 100 rate; less than 50 copies, (abridged edition) 5 cents per copy, prepaid. 
 
 Returnable examination copy on request 
 
 
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 Unsolicited Testimonials 
 
 You may be interested to know that we used the 
 Story and Song service "His Mother's Sermon" last 
 Sunday evening with even greater success, if that is 
 possible, than 'Love Triumphant" and the others we 
 had previously used. A full house was held almost 
 breathless through the entire service and full of ex- 
 pressions of delight at the close and since. 
 
 C. C. Luther, Pastor Baptist Church, 
 Somers Point, N.J. 
 
 We used the Shepherd's Story and were delighted 
 with it. We have three weeks of revival effort begin- 
 ning now and as soon as it closes we wish to use the Pink 
 Rose or one of the other ones, and during the Winter 
 and Spring we shall probably use most of the samples 
 you sent me. 
 
 0. M. Thompson, 
 
 Edinboro, Pa. 
 Please send me one dozen of your Pilgrim's Prog- 
 ress in the Song and Story Series. I cannot tell you 
 how delighted the people were with Saved at Sea, and 
 we find that it is one of the most delightful ways of 
 reaching the indifferent ones with the gospel truth. 
 
 Mrs. Flora V. Stebbins. (Noted S. S. Worker) 
 
 Lee, Maine 
 I have used all of your Story and Song Services ex- 
 cept Bug Your Own Cherries and His Mother's Ser- 
 mon. Those that I have had are very fine. 
 L. R. Danforth, 
 
 Claremont, N. H. 
 The Shepherd's Story touches a chord in my 
 musical make up, rarely found in published services of 
 song. 
 
 C. L. Weeks, 
 
 Truro, N. S., Canada 
 I have used your Pink Rose service, having given it 
 in three different churches with the best of success, and 
 desire to give some of the others. I just gave the Pink 
 Rose service last night, on a warm night near the park, 
 and had the house full. 
 
 Rev. A. J. Culler, 
 2541 W. Lehigh Ave., Phila.. Pa. 
 The Story and Song number entitled "The Mis- 
 sionary Hero of Labrador' ' was given by the Christian 
 Endeavor Society of the Brighton Congregational Church 
 last evening at the Boston Seam >n's Friend Society in 
 their "Sailors' Rest" on Hanover St., as a bit of mission- 
 ary and social service. It had b en advertised on the 
 ships in the harbor during the day and there was an 
 enthusiastic gathering of about 210 people present. It 
 is certainly a very interesting an 1 delightful service as 
 well as being full of useful information regarding a man 
 we all ought to know. 
 
 P. E. Everett, 
 
 56 Kirkland Street, 
 
 Cambridge, Mass. 
 
 Have had " Whiter Than Snow" rendered by a 
 
 number of children. It made a "a big hit" and we are 
 
 to repeat it Sunday afternoon. If you have any other 
 
 which is suitable for children please let me know. 
 
 Miss Annie F. Hayes, 
 
 511 East First St., 
 
 Charlotte, No. Car. 
 The pastor and choir rendered "Love Triumphant 
 last evening to a large audience. Received many hearty 
 words of commendation and requests that it be repeated 
 another evening in the near future. 
 
 Rev. F. H. King. 
 
 Sidney Center, 
 
 New York 
 
 We have used Storp of the Pink Rose, Saved at 
 
 Sea and Christie's Old Organ, all with good success. 
 
 It is a splendid way of telling the "old, old story of 
 
 Jesus and His love". 
 
 J. M. Potter, Pastor, 
 
 Mechanic Falls, Maine 
 
 Last evening we rendered in place of our regular 
 Sunday evening services, the first of the Story and Song 
 series, the Storp of the Pink Rose. I was greatly pleased 
 with it as were all present. There is a large demand 
 for more of the series. 
 
 Rev. Samuel W. Robinson, 
 
 Easton, Maine 
 
 The strains of His Birthday have hardly died away 
 when we wake up to the fact that Easter is coming. Is 
 it likely that you will have another service of Story and 
 Song other than Love Triumphant? Kindly let a e 
 know. These services just suit my choir and also suit 
 my congregation. 
 
 Rev. Chas. Herald. 
 392BainbridgeSt., 
 
 Brooklyn. N. Y. 
 
 I congratulate you on your combined song and 
 picture service, 7'he Missionary Hero of Labrador. We 
 used this new combined service very recently. Our 
 Junior Choir previously learned and rendered the music 
 and it gave g eat satisfaction. Impressive and helpful 
 as the service is when used without the Lantern Slides 
 it has an added reality and effectiveness as by the aid 
 of the pictures, one is able to see the man and his sur- 
 roundings and watch the story move upon the screen. 
 
 I consider the illustration of Dr. Grenfell's story a 
 splendid venture on your part and hope you may decide 
 to illustrate other services of the series later. 
 
 Rev. Henry F. Burdon, 
 Pastor Union Congregational Church, 
 
 Ludlow, Mass. 
 Accept a word of commendation for the excellent 
 Story and Song Service entitled His Mother's Sermon, 
 which our choir of 30 voices assisted by a reader gave on 
 a recent Sunday evening. This form of presenting the 
 gospel message certainly found a responsive chord in 
 the heartsofacongregation which packed our auditorium 
 to its fullest capacity, and the requests for its being re- 
 peated are too strong to be unheeded. 
 Ian Maclaren's beautiful story gains in effectiveness 
 when illustrated and interspersed with these charming 
 tunes which in both words and music are of unusual 
 merit and value. 
 
 Charles H. I owe, 
 Union Congregational Sunday School. 
 
 Medford, Mass. 
 Our Epworth League has used the leaflet "Saved 
 at Sea" and we liked it very much. It was a very in- 
 teresting meeting. If you have other services similar 
 to this one, wdl you kindly let me know of them? 
 Helen A. Phillips, 
 
 Crown Point, N. Y. 
 I enclose a check for $1.50 for which please send me 
 
 II copies of your new Easter service entitled 
 Triumphant" '. The one you sent me as a Bam pie I 
 have and will keep, making the full dozen. The music 
 is fine and the story is grand, and I anticipate 
 profitable Easter service by its use. 
 
 E. A. Ottman, 
 
 Ancram, N. Y. 
 \\ igave Where Love Is last night, my tit 
 Mirls (16 and male quartet. It was a Buccess and 
 pleased everyone. Sold 300 tickets. It was fine. \\r 
 
 fixed up class room at an expense of $70.00. Nothing 
 finer in the city. 
 
 Geo. J. Stumpf, 
 
 290Clinton St., Buffalo. \ v 
 
 The Lore Triumphant service is certainly the 
 finest of its kind we have ever had in our .school. 1 |„ 
 congratulations we have received from members of the 
 church and congregation have more than repaid | 
 the time spent in preparation. I be entire exercii 
 
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