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gency war measure should be made
effective at once. A majority vote of the two houses of Congress will pass a resolution instructing the War De partment to suspend the manufacture, sale, transportation, exportation and importation of all alcoholic liquors for beverage purposes until armed conflict shall have ceased. There should be no delay. Stop this waste! The hungry world needs the grain so utterly wasted. Henry J. Waters, president of the Kansas State Agricultural College, de clares that the closing of breweries and distilleries would vastly increase the bread output through the milling of wheat to 81 per cent flour instead of 73 per cent as at present, would increase the production of Hour by eighteen million barrels, and in addi tion would save annually 618,508,000 bushels of grain suitable for fattening live stock. Stop this waste! Hard-driven com merce needs these vast industries, their buildings, and their equipment! Stop this waste! The country needs the labor so poorly employed. Stop this waste! Society must have released the inspectors, the secret agents, the officers of the law engaged in holding back the crime flood of this traffic. Stop this waste of raw material and money. Stop this waste of lives. Again we say it: "America needs every man at his best to-day. The liquor tratfic will give to the armies of our national progress trembling limbs, blinded eyes, deafened ears, palsied arms, poverty of purse and of soul, hearts that are too frail to pump the blood of mighty deeds." National prohibition is a national imperative. The challenge of the hour is the challenge of highest patriotism. A Warning and a Suggestion. Liquor leaders are aggressively pro moting a campaign ? in the name of loyalty ? to have the tax on liquors raised; they say, "We will bear the added burden to help our country in her time of trial." God forbid that America should be deceived! Remem ber the Civil War and the treachery that betrayed Lincoln. Let that be an end of the blood-revenue. We ask every Christian Endeavorer and every friend of our movement reading these words to put himself at once with the mighty forces now as sembling to defeat the plan of the liquor traffic and to move for national prohibition. A legislative conference is now in session in Washington, with representatives present from all of the great temperance organizations. Defi nite leadership will come from that meeting. Hold yourself ready. Antl in the meantime secure signa tures to some such petition as this: "In the interests of national pre paredness, efficiency and public morals I favor Immediate and national pro hibition as a war measure." Forward petitions to the United Society of Christian Endeavor, 31 Mt. Vernon Street, Boston, Mass. THE GIFT OF VOCATION. Margaret Burton. What are you going to do with the gift of life? Some folks dream about it. Other people use it as a plaything. Many treat it as a small boy does his toy boat, flinging it out to drift where the winds and waves direct. Others reverence it as a captain does the mighty ship entrusted to his care, choosing a port to which it shall sail, and directing it steadily toward that goal, be it ever so far away. Many years ago a little boy looked down the years ahead of him with thoughtful eyes, and chose what he Would do with the gift Of life. ?i must be about my father's business." He quietly announced. This is the first of Jesus' saying which has been recorded for us, and wo could have none more characteristic. His whole life was one of work, and work im pelled by a steady and glowing pur pose. "My Father worketh hitherto, and I work," he rejoiced, in the midst or days so strenuous that he some times "found no time so much as to eat. And at the close of life he looked up to that Father with the triumphant cry, "I have accomplished the work which Thou gavest me to do." Life was not a thing to play with to that earnest-eyed young Galilean. ne was never one who stood by dreaming while others worked, nor one who worked half-heartedly because he must, or starve. Nor can we ever imagine him drifting along the line of east resistance, with no great direct ing purpose, and no shining goal ahead. Deep in his eager heart was the sure knowledge that his Father had a plan for the life of every one of his children, and that in the find ing of that plan lay the secret of life abundant. He found that his Father's Plan for him kept him for many years in a little carpenter's shop in an ob scure village; but he was just as sure that he was about his Father's busi ness then, as when he was preaching by the shores of the Sea of Galilee. And he could not mean to us what he does, if he had neglected either task f he had drifted into the easiest or the most obvious work, without seeing -ather's business as a whole, with out asking the question, "What wilt Thou have me to do?" Jesus Christ has been called the Greatest Artist in the fine art of living whom the world has ever known. 2m ,y?U e?ing t0 do with the ? f life? Ea?h of us has one hu man life to live, just as Jesus had, and no one of us can afford to answer that question less carefully than he < id. Are we to be among those who et the precious gift slip through care less fingers? Or are we to join the fine aristocracy of those who work and find in their work their joy and crown of glorying? Whether or not we have to work to earn a living has nothing at all to do with this decision, t may make a difference in the kind of work* we do and whether or not we receive payment for it. but it has noth ing at all to do with the question of whether or not we shall work. The first president of our National Hoard, Miss Grace Dodge, was always a very wealthy woman. But there was never a woman who worked harder who was more exacting ,n her de mands upon herself; who arranged her time more carefully that she might not waste any of it; who was more scrupulously conscientious in the pei formance of every responsibility great or small; who put her shoulder to more difficult tasks; who carried heavier burden with never a thought f shirking what was drudgery or ' < King what was disagreeable. She often used to say, "I, too, am a work ing girl, but I happen to have had my wages paid in advance." ? ? ? Surely one great reason why so much f the WQrk Qf the as it does to-day is that so many girls after they leave school, go into any h ng that turns up just to fill the time ??,.? marry' Then lf carriage fails to come they are not prepared for any work to which they can give their ive8 in its place, and one of two things happens. Either they cease to be workers at all, or else they take ud anything that presents itself, with no ?ense of vocation, or of being busy at a task which God has given them.to do and therefore with little Joy in their work, and little effectiveness in ? But if they do marry, they bring less richness, less effective service into their homes, into their churches, into their communities than does the girl ?ho has allied herself to some great life interest, which she would have served outside her home if marriage had not come to her, and which she ser\es in her home and through her home, since marriage has come. eif)Vhf l,a/e y?U 6?ing to do wlth the S ft of life? if you would use it to the utmost, find out to what great Piece of the world's work your life is 0 e given; prepare yourself to serve that cause as if life held nothing else Z/?nl *nd whatever else it does in w, enrIched b>- >our prepara in?M Whether you serve that cause inside your home or outside of it may affect the particular type of service you render; but it should not affect the quality of your service, and there fore does not affect the value of your preparation. Now, how are we to find out what is to be our contribution to the world's wor . in the first place must we not study the world in which we live, and find out what things need to be done and what lines of work demand women who have had our training? Then if we choose to teach it will not be because we do not know of any , "g?l8e to do- but because we be e^e that to be the work in which we with our tastes, our talents, our traln ng, can make our greatest contribu 1 h^eVer befor* 1" history have here been so many and such varied task, calling insistently for trained and trustworthy women, if we would make sure of investing the gift of life ? *nWay that Sha11 yield the richest results we must know what they are in the second place we must know ourselves, our individual tastes and i en s* What kinds of work can we do with joy, for what taska are ^ ke us fitted? There is need of cau tion here, however, lest we decide too quickly that we do not like to do a given thing, or are not able to do it Man, r people are finding their keenest delight and greatest usefulness to-day ihe^ fh!,iCh th6y ?nCe thouSbt was ever do. ^ W?r,d they could And then, we must, of course, take into consideration the relative needs and opportunities in different lines of fields06 ^ th6re are tW? or three fields of work which appeal to us equally, and one is overcrowded with in?;kkerV?I,e the ?thera are ing keenly for lack of them, we shall naturally not choose the one which is overcrowded. Another question is the place of our work Raving decided what we shall do where shail we do it? If we marry and do our work through a home, that question will 8ettle itself fairly' sim py. Or if our parents need us in their home, the question of place is thus determined for us. But if we are free to choose, wholly on the basis of our own work, we will do well to bear in mind that brief and trenchant statement of President Faunce of Brown University, "Until your map Includes the world you are in no posi tion to choose your life work." jU8t as in choosing what our lives shall be so also in choosing where they shall be. we ,?u? c??,l(lor relo(|ve neo(lB and opportunities Here again, other things being equal, we nhall not go to places already overcrowded with Worker,, it .. are ,ree to go to ??? Of desperate need. Last month I heard one of the great est o Americans say, "i would-rather which TV? tHan at aDy t,me Which I , 6Ver read' ?r &ny Which I can imagine." Never before, be said, has there been a time when the investment of the one human life which each of us has to live, can count for so much. We who are young and strong today are facing Buch a chal lenge to world service and world lead ership as haB never before confronted any people, of any nation, in any age. since the world began. It is a time when "To be alive is bliss indeed, But to be young is very heaven." What are you going to do with the gift of life? ? The Association Month ly. 4 THK IjOYAIj MOIjDIKR. By W. H. Marks, M. D. "No!" The word had a smart snap about it. "And why, please?" The question was full of pathos, and the young man's voice trembled with emotion and expectancy. "Now, see here!" the officer said. "You know the reason. Aren't you a foreigner?" "Yes, sure," was the reply. "But I mind Joe Le Clair is in it." "Of course. He's French." To the officer's way of thinking that settled it. The idea of an Italian fruit merchant's clerk asking why he could not be in that Canadian regi ment! O, but Pietro did want to go so much! Ho'w fine that regiment looked! And there was the Governor General and his staff reviewing it, as it was leaving for the European war, and there was the Princess Pat pre senting each soldier with a bouton iere. "Ah, but I do wish I was in it!" Pietro said to himself. "Wouldn't I like it, though!" Then, with a pecu liar smile, he added, "Just wait!" It was a wait of four months. Again a regiment was leaving for the front. This time it was the "Prin cess Pat's Own," and Pietro was in the ranks. Pietro, ami yet, not Pie tro. The name of the roster was Pi erre Vilmoret. The company was made up largely of French-Canadians, and Pierre Vilmoret had in ten weeks' time in the evening school acquired a good knowledge of the French lan guage, enough by which to pass as a French-Canadian. "It seems like a fraud," he had re marked to his sister, "but ? don't you see? ? I had to go, I must go! They would not take me else than as a Frenchman, and our own country is not to go into the waf." So there he was, tall, handsome and smiling, a soldier of the Canadian con tingent of the British army. Again the daughter of the Duke of Connaught stood by, and this was in name and in brave reality her "own" regiment. How fair and noble she looked, as she presented the little nosegays for the boys, each from her own hand! "Sure, Pietro got one!" exclaimed his sister, Toinette Di Vilta. "Hsh!" her husband said. "You will not be giving him away, Toinette! "See, what is it now!" Mrs. Di Vilta exclaimed. "See" "Something else they are getting from the men at the table!" her hus band said. "A little packet to each soldier! See!" Down the line four men were hand ing brown packages to the soldiers. In each package a New Testament. "I know what it is," said DI Vilta. "I heard it was to be, but I thought it was to' be at the railway. That is cigarettes. A big New York tobacco Arm is giving one to each soldier. I heard about it." "But Pietro does not smoke!" Mrs. Di Vyta said.