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Annual Radio Log PROBLEMS The Counsel Clinic has now been in operation since February, and many WE HOLD THESE TRUTHS a youth who has asked for counsel has re- ceived help in solving his or her problem. We have delayed publication of some ques- tions and answers, but these will appear soon. Meanwhile, if you are perplexed by some problem, send your question to the Counsel Clinic. Submit only one question at a time, confine it to one hundred words or less, enclose a self-addressed, stamped envelope for the reply, and send the question to— @ REVIEW & HERALD, 1950 HARRY ANDERSON, ARTIST The Youth's Instructor Counsel Clinic Review and Herald Publishing The Cross of Separation-2 Association Takoma Park, Washington 12, D.C. Christ declared, "No man can serve two masters." Paul's question, "What concord hath Christ with Belial?" 2 em- phasizes the same truth. "Christ can not share a divided heart; BOOK Even to those who have written a sin and Jesus are never in copartnership," 3 wrote Ellen G. White. book, and have had it published by a Seventh- day Adventist publishing house, Merwin R. Over this fundamental principle much of the controversy be- Thurber's page 7 article, "So You Want a tween Christ and Satan is waged in the minds of youth. Jesus has Book Published," may prove of value. It may said repeatedly that there is no communion between light and well be the first time in our publishing history darkness. But Satan continually tempts us to believe that we can that this information has been assembled and both profess Christ and enjoy the pleasures of sin. Because some made available through one of our major heed Satan's suggestion, we find conformity to the world and magazines. To some of our readers who have confusion where there ought to be consistency of life and stead- considered writing a book, it will prove in- fastness of witness. valuable. If these individuals do not now "The eternal God has drawn the line of distinction between save their weekly copies of THE YOUTH'S INSTRUCTOR, we recommend that this is- the saints and the sinners, the converted and the unconverted. sue be filed with their other writing aids. The two classes do not blend into each other imperceptibly, like And to the thousands of readers who will the colors of the rainbow. They are as distinct as midday and never think of writing a book, we suggest midnight."' that Mr. Thurber's article will make you That youth who copies the world in diet, or dress, or deport- appreciative of the vast treasure of time and ment, thinking that he is on safe ground, forgets the terrible effort and money that goes into its pro- lesson of Israel in asking for a king. "Make us a king ... like all duction. Whether it is a book, or a story in the nations," 5 they pleaded with Samuel. How bitterly they were this or some other Seventh-day Adventist magazine, an author's investment of ex- to repent that compromise. perience and research and writing places Christ does not call men to be different just to be different. high value on everything you read in our He wants them to escape the wages of sin, and He wants their journals. example to shine in a revolted world. It was so with King Heze- kiah. By two miracles God assured the king of added years of life. PRAYER The A. R. Simons cover photo So tragic was Hezekiah's failure that three books of Scripture shows Robert Wilson pausing for prayer as he record it.' "What have they seen in thine house?" is directed to begins the preparation of a lesson. Before him all who must take sides in the great controversy. is his open Bible, in Braille. His story, "Eyes for a Blind Man," opens the parade of good 1 Matt. 6:24; 2 2 Cor. 6:15; 3 Testimonies to Ministers, p. 160; 4 Ibid., p. 87; 5 1 Sam. 8:5; reading in this week's issue. 6 2 Kings 20; 2 Chron. 32; Isa. 38, 39. DANCING An author writing under the name of Belle Fonn brings our readers a straightforward account of the heartache that comes to those who go the way of "Dancing Feet." Next week in THE YOUTH'S INSTRUC- TOR.
THE YOUTH'S INSTRUCTOR Vol. 104, No. 20 May 15, 1956 Editor WALTER T. CRANDALL Writers' original contributions, both prose and poetry, are always welcome and receive careful evaluation. The material should be typewritten, double spaced, and return postage should accompany each manuscript. Queries to the editor on Associate Editor FREDERICK LEE the suitability of proposed articles will receive prompt attention. Do not submit fiction. Action pictures rather than portraits are desired with manuscripts. Black and white prints or color transparencies are usable. Assistant Editor DON YOST Published by the Seventh-day Adventists. Printed every Tuesday by the Review and Herald Publishing Assn., at Takoma Park, Washington 12, D.C.. U.S.A. Entered as second-class matter August 14, 1903, at the post office at Washington, D.C., Consulting Editors under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879. Copyright, 1956, Review and Herald Publishing Assn., Washington 12, D.C. GEORGE W. CHAMBERS, RICHARD HAMMILL Subscription rates: one year. $5.25; two years, $9.50; six months, $2.75; in clubs of three or more, one year, each, $4.25; THEODORE LUCAS, E. LENNARD MINCHIN six months, $2.25. Foreign countries where extra postage is required: one year, $5.75; six months, $3.00; in clubs of three $4.75; $2.50. L. L. MOFFITT or more, one year, each six months, Monthly color edition, available overseas only, one year, $1.50. The post office will not forward second-class matter even though you leave a forwarding address. Send both the old Circulation Manager R. J. CHRISTIAN and the new address to THE Yours Is:mum-cm before you move. 2 THE YOUTH'S INSTRUCTOR two or three doctors began shoving tubes down my throat and saying, "Swallow, swallow hard." I could feel the rubber tube going into my nose, down the back of my throat, and into my stomach. A technician took my hand quickly, and laying it flat, pricked my finger, and put some of the blood on a glass slide. A kindly white-haired gentleman peered into my face. At first I thought he was another doctor, but the cross on his sleeve revealed that he was the chap- lain. His soothing voice broke through the noise and orderly confusion of the emergency room. "Son, would you mind if I prayed for you?" "No, sir, I don't mind." I did not realize then that through an act of my own foolishness I was about to become another name and number in the Navy's obituary. I can still remem- ber Chaplain Towers as he bent over me with hands folded in prayer. The room became hazy, then spun like a top. The doctors, like so many blobs of white, whirled in misty confusion. White be- came gray, and gray turned to the black- ness of a coma. Slowly the dark veil parted, and a foggy figure loomed up at the left of my bed. Out of the haze a voice asked me something, but I could not understand. I tried to move, but my limbs were im- prisoned by the strait jacket of paralysis. A ray of recognition pierced my misty vision, and I feebly mumbled, "Chap- lain Towers." I remember the doctor's whispering to the corpsmen, "Put him on the critical list, move his bed into a private room, and set a night watch over him." Four hands grasped my bed and be- gan to propel it jerkily along the center corridor. Like will-o'-the-wisps the corps- BLIND MAN men faded from my sight as I again passed into the abyss of coma. A warm hand gently patted my cheek, and a voice rasped, "Wake up, wake up; By ROBERT WILSON here are some pills for you to take." Groggily I forced open my lips, which seemed like two useless flaps of flesh, A. R. 5IMONS and took what seemed like fine pieces The author makes his way unaided along an Emmanuel Missionary College walk near Burman Hall. of chalk. "Now gulp hard and swallow em. It seemed so strange that the voice had asked me to do the impossible, for the dry little pieces clung to my mouth, S NIGHT came, silence settled of the ambulance. Two of the sailors to my throat, and just would not go like an ominous cloud over the grabbed a stretcher and scurried into the down. A cup touched my lips, and cool naval air station. The roar of hospital, with the young man on it gasp- water began to trickle down the sides of the jet engines ceased, and the ing for breath. As I watched them take my chin. Some of it ran down my throat, weary forms of many men lay comfort- my buddy in, strong hands grasped my carrying the pills with it. Weakly I mum- ably in their bunks. The shrill scream groggy form. Two medical corpsmen be- bled, "Thank you," and slipped off into of a siren pierced the silence of the night came animated crutches to support me a half-dream world. This pill-taking pro- as an ambulance sped quickly to the through the doors and into the emer- cedure lasted every hour for twenty-four naval base hospital. gency room. Pungent odors of antiseptics, The sirens hushed as the red-crossed ether, and medicines greeted me as I [A native of Hammond, Indiana, the author has con- sidered the possibility of someday doing foreign mission vehicle glided noiselessly to the door of was helped into the room. service in South America. He is enrolled for ministerial studies at Emmanuel Missionary College because, as he the hospital's emergency entrance. White- Taking my foul-weather jacket off, says, "when one finds a beautiful truth, he does not rest coated corpsmen quickly opened the door they hurriedly put me on a table, and until he shares it with someone who is less fortunate."] MAY 15, 1956 3 I decided I had to accept Christ as my personal Saviour. After making an ap- pointment with the minister, I rushed Bob has various "assistants" here at EMC. In his room he has a over to the church, and stumbling into Greek Bible in Braille. (Let me remind you that he is a theological his study, I exposed my desires to him. student, and thus he had to take first•year Greek during his freshman Amid a flood of tears I knelt with him and accepted Christ. The minister in- year here.) Another "assistant" is his tape recorder. Then some of the formed me that I should becom. a mem- students help him by lending their eyes to the task of reading his text- ber of the church, but after hearing that books. Everyone loves him, and the help given to him has been the Baptists dipped people in water, I decided that I could become a Chris- provided willingly. tian without that "nonsense." Coming back from work one day, I Bob preaches sermons here and there; he is a very apt student; he learned that my roommate had found really masters all the learning he comes in contact with. He is hoping himself another apartment. and praying that upon graduation he will find a place in the ministry. While talking to a group of young men at the YMCA, my new home, I heard one boy say, "Excuse me, fellas; [From a letter written by Harry W. Taylor, I'm going to leave now." associate professor of English.] "Where are you going?" I queried. "Prayer meeting." "Mind if I go with you?" "All right, let's go." We entered a quiet, peaceful little hours. Then the doctor announced that off stirred my thoughts into myriads of church and sat in the back pew. The I was off the critical list and should be confused pictures. At that moment a minister began to explain a scripture in put on the serious list. blind man's future appeared very dark to the Bible. Suddenly I heard someone say, Meanwhile, my parents had arrived me. Suddenly the dismal image was shat- "Amen." Cringing in my seat, I feared and were escorted by the commander and tered by the screech of the airplane tires that I had gotten involved in one of those the chaplain into a room that had almost on the runway. "spirit-filled" meetings where the con- been used for a morgue. Anxiously my Upon my arrival at the Blind Rehabili- gregation sometimes stamps and screams. parents gazed upon my emaciated form, tation Center the instructor greeted me But, to my surprise, the worshipers which for some unexplainable reason had with: "O.K., let's go to chow." Cautiously proved to be reverent, and as we knelt been snatched out of the clutches of the shuffling with my orientator, I heard for prayer I decided that this church death that had taken my two buddies. the confident tap-tapping of canes as a might be the one I had been searching My mother's warm hand grasped mine, group of blind veterans strode quickly for. and a sweetly familiar voice chokingly past us. "I baptize you in the name of the Fa- said, "Hello, son." What wonderful love Weeks passed as I learned the blind ther, and of the Son, and of the Holy our parents have for us! At that moment man's method of travel. Then one day Ghost. Amen." Soaking wet, I dripped I partially realized the love of God. the director informed me, "Bob, you're out of the baptismal chamber, but in The following days were miraculous discharged from the veterans hospital." my heart was a new fire, which will ones, and I was resurrected from the Panic stricken, I stepped into a world never be quenched. of fear and frustration, a sighted world, list of those expected to die to the con- Happy in my new-found faith, I be- a world that seemed to have only pity valescent list. The doctors shook their gan to give Bible studies and to seek for a handicapped person. The next few heads and said, "Sailor, we don't know souls. I studied constantly, but most of months were fatiguing. I slept, ate, slept how you made it, but you did." Yes, I the books that were read to me spoke some more, and ate some more, but I had made it, but there was a change: a disparagingly of Adventism. My buddies was wholly dead to the living society about veil of bleak darkness now hung over at the plant cursed me and mocked me me. Boredom hung its misty curtain the world of colorful light. My weight because of my religion. had dropped to 105 pounds, and at times about me, obscuring the sunshine of the "Ha! So you don't drink, smoke, or I was hopelessly despondent. Just when future. What could I do? Yes, I knew; curse; Bob, you're dead and don't know I was at the bottom of discouragement's I would go to another city and find a it." With tear-filled eyes and a lump of valley, an elderly nurse took a maternal job. sorrow in my throat, I had to turn my interest in me and brought me special With its blaring horns and hustle- back on my old buddies. dishes, and within two months I weighed bustle life Indianapolis greeted me en- fifteen pounds more than I had ever ticingly. Seventy extravagant days and As the days passed, God covered me weighed. eight hundred dollars later a job was with blankets of blessings, and the men As the following days passed into given to me at the naval ordnance plant. who had cursed me became better friends weeks and the weeks into months, many I was the first and only blind man ever than I had ever known before. Many of an eye doctor's counsel was sought, but to enter its steel-fenced enclosure to stay. them said, "Bob, you've really changed still that same negative tone of voice "Yup, I'd like to go to church," I an- since you became an Adventist." crushed my pleas for a cure. Abruptly swered the foreman, "but where?" That summer I went to the Indiana the Navy decided that it could do noth- "Well, I know a man that's going to a camp meeting to hear H. M. S. Richards. ing for me, and on October 1, 1950, the Baptist church right near your home, Great truths were exposed to me as Pas- chief eye doctor took me into his office and he'd be glad to take you." tor Richards laid open before my spir- and said, "Sailor, we have your dis- That Sunday I attended church and itual eyes the parable of the prodigal charge, and we're going to send you to heard the minister pound scriptural son and how he returned to a new and the Blind Rehabilitation Center at Hines sledge hammers on sinful living. But at better life. As I played with the idea of Veterans Hospital." that moment I was not impressed by his becoming a minister, noble visions of Hastily my stuffed duffel bags and I verbal barrage. helping others ran through my mind. were taken to a waiting plane. The rum- While I was playing hooky from work Would they allow a blind minister in ble and roar of the huge machine's take- one day, something touched my heart; To page 20 4 THE YOUTH'S INSTRUCTOR had their "glory box" open, and Miriam began placing cushions and coverings about, to make their home attractive. "The floor is pretty black," said Mel- ville. By Faith "A little regular scrubbing should fix that," Miriam replied—too hopefully. For more than 150 years black earth had been trodden in, and the boards were permanently stained. The palm roof housed innumerable colonies of insects, with which the fam- ALONE ily had to wage a relentless war; but when the shutters were slid away from the window spaces, there were views of By RAE BEHRENS towering mountain heights and un- bounded sweeps of ocean that made them gasp with delight. It was not long before they were drawn PART TWO into the busy life of the island. Since the islanders had few tools, gardening and road repairing took a good deal of time. Miriam enjoyed the evenings lighted by flickering candlenuts on long palm HE Pitcairn men noticed what and the tiny twitter of a little bird in spikes. They sang, and told stories around was happening to Miriam and the undergrowth. the heaps of arrowroot, which was be- Melville Adams as they fell on They passed the lone spring and a huge ing prepared for processing. the slippery slope, and ran back banyan tree, under whose arching roots The young couple had their own work to help. With much pushing and tugging children played. of visiting and giving treatments. Also, they soon had the two new missionaries "This is a soap tree, Mrs. Adams. Have in two months, another interest; for little at the top of the bank. you heard of it?" Here some of the island women were "Oh, yes! The seeds make a lather in Paul Adams was born into their home, and every person on the island wanted waiting. water, don't they?" to turn nursemaid. "Try some of these pineapples. They "Yes, but it is useless for cleansing." will relieve your seasickness," said one, "I can smell food cooking," said Mel- The day began with worship at five o'clock, and at half past six a bell rang bringing an armful. ville, "and really I feel quite hungry." Now there were the giddy heights of Sure enough, they had just come in and forty-two little pupils filed into the Long Ridge to cross. Miriam looked at sight of the village, with its palm roofs schoolhouse; but Melville and Miriam the drop, down hundreds of feet into the and little picket fences. were dismayed to find that there were surging surf, and her legs refused to Soon they had been greeted by the no textbooks, and their own supplies, ordered before they left Australia, had work. people and were led to their future not arrived in a year's time. "It is hard for strangers to face the home. steeps," said the men; "we had better "This house was built by the mutineers One Sabbath morning they heard the carry them." So they crossed hands and from the Bounty," Mr. Young told them. cheerful shout, "Sail-O!" Miriam gath- presently the newcomers were high up on "You can see how its foundations were ered up some papers and tracts and went a narrow path, where the perfume of made by laying large tree trunks upon out in one of the boats with the magis- morinda flowers clung to the precipices. lines of huge stones. There are no nails trate. They were soon hauled on board Then, as they topped the ridge, a great used in the whole structure." and met the captain. wave of the clean, sharp tang of orange The crew of the other boat now ar- "I would like to see your island," he and lemon blossoms rose to greet them. rived with Melville and Miriam's furni- remarked. On the gentler slopes inside the island ture—one bed and one easy chair—but "You can be sure of a hearty welcome," they entered a great silence only intensi- there were rough wooden tables and replied Mr. Christian. fied by the distant murmur of the sea chairs already in the house. Melville soon "If you could come straight away, you would be in time for the church service," added Miriam. "That would be very nice," said the captain, as he made arrangements to leave the ship. "Would you care to have dinner with us?" asked Melville as they came from the church, while Miriam thought, "Whatever am I to give him? Not every- one likes the island foods." Pitcairn was known jokingly by the workers as "a home where changes never come." For three years, breakfast for the Adams family was boiled arrowroot sweetened with syrup, served with coco- nut milk and boiled green bananas. How relieved she was when the cap- tain said, "Mrs. Adams, that dinner was worth a guinea anywhere." A Pitcairn home with its occupants, typical of those the Adamses had as neighbors on the island. Afterward, while showing the captain MAY 15, 1956 5 :around, the Adamses mentioned how " 'What can we do for our people in Melville's hand, but when the long- hampered they were without textbooks there?' they asked. boat returned, he stumbled out, white- or school requisites. "I told them that you would be much faced and wretched, with the list still "I will be seeing you in about three encouraged to receive schoolbooks for all in his pocket—the choppy sea had been months' time," the captain said as he grades, writing materials and such things, too much for him. took his leave. True to his word, one and your denominational books and pa- Miriam wondered what had happened morning his ship was sighted. pers for the older folk. to that promise, "Ask, and ye shall re- When the captain said, "Mr. Adams, "You will find that they have sent not ceive." It would probably be months be- we have schoolbooks, crayons, pens, and only those things but also clothing for fore another ship would pass. all sorts of things for you," Melville felt, men, women, and children." But the order was secure. Two days once again, that even though they were What a blessing those gifts were to later another ship came into view. This dwelling "in the uttermost parts of the that isolated community! time when Miriam ran out she saw the sea," God had not forgotten them. "Melville," said Miriam one morning, magistrate making for the landing place. But as, with pleased exclamations, he "I feel that I cannot eat this food any "Mr. Christian," she called, judging was opening the boxes, he suddenly sat longer. Even the smell of it cooking him to be a safer messenger than her back on his heels. "But, Captain, you makes me feel ill." husband, "would you give this to the are not coming from Australia! These "I think it is just a case of 'mind over captain, please?" And in a few hours cannot be our supplies." matter,' dear," he said, shaking his head. she was well supplied with delightful The captain gave a little chuckle. "Be firm with yourself and it will pass." food. "No, I have just come from Portland, But two weeks of struggle brought no After three years of service the cloth- Oregon." ing and household linen was very much "Then how—?" change. One morning, as she was on her knees the worse for wear. Only two unpatched The captain leaned back in his chair. sheets and pillowcases were left. As "When I left here, I determined to scrubbing, she began to tell her heavenly Father of the discomfort she felt. Im- Miriam looked into her wardrobe she seek for one of your churches when I could see only one frock suitable for reached Portland. Ten minutes after my mediately she heard a sweet voice saying, "Ask, and it shall be given you." Sabbath. ship had berthed, I found it. Their "I will soon have to make Melville's She put down her brush. "Thank you, weekly prayer meeting was in progress. shirts into frocks," she murmured to Father," she said. "We do need so After the second hymn was sung I re- herself. many things: flour to make bread, but- mained standing and told them that I But the same sweet voice spoke within ter or olive oil, some dried fruit—and I had just arrived from Pitcairn with a her, "My God shall supply all your need." would so like some tinned peaches—" message for them. With tears of gratitude she told Him all The list became quite long. " 'Come forward, Captain,' was their her requirements. It had been six months since any ship request, 'the rest of the time is yours.' A few months later a steamer was "So I spoke for an hour of my visit had been sighted. Would her heavenly sighted, and as the Pitcairn boat went with you," he smiled at Miriam, "not Father send a ship to fill this order? Yes! off to her, explosions could be heard. forgetting the good dinner. The very next day the joyful sound "She must be on fire," said one of the "After the meeting they surrounded "Sail-O!" came ringing through the hills. oarsmen. me. Miriam placed her list and the money Coming nearer the Australplane, they could see bandaged faces, and the sailors who lowered the ropes to haul them aboard had burns on their hands and arms; but the fire was now under con- Dear life, I plead, 0 do not hurry so, trol. Nor breathless leave me here at "I am so pleased to see a woman," the captain said as he shook hands with Va 71,at close of day! Miriam. "My little wife is on board. Bid flying hours but softer, slower go, Come along to the saloon; she will be For I would turn aside from toil to pleased to meet you. In fact, when we qcovut sd pray. were fighting the fire, she was anticipat- I would communion hold with Him ing being your guest for a time." whose hand The captain's wife was very much in- By INEZ BRASIER terested in the island, and Miriam spent Has hung the worlds in space and set about an hour answering her questions. the suns, Some time after the Australplane had Whose angels swiftly go at His com- sailed away, the spring on the island be- mand gan to fail and food became scarce. To comfort bring to weary ones. "There must be something wrong, for `the curse causeless shall not come,' " said the older men. "We would do well I pray you, life, but slacken now your to have special prayer over our troubles." speed. "Are you robbing God in tithing?" I long to be apart to rest my soul, asked Melville. For in this rush and stress of things, It was found that whole trees were tithed, whatever state they were in; but I need the Bible method was to tithe the fruit To touch His garment's hem to be of the tree. made whole. The faithful members made haste to correct this mistake.
(This is the second installment of a four-part serial. Part 3 will appear next week.] 6 THE YOUTH'S INSTRUCTOR OW do you get a book pub- lished? In brief: First, you must write it. Then you must get someone to underwrite it. But that is being facetious. So let's get down to specific cases. You are a Seventh-day Adventist writer. You want to have your manu- script considered by Seventh-day Advent- ist publishing houses. Specifically, you may want to have your book selected for Book Club use by the Missionary Volunteer Department. Or you would like to write a devotional book for the Morning Watch. Or some children's stories. Or a book to be sold by colporteurs. Or—well, pick your own classification after you have finished this article. First, a definition of terms. There is a difference between printing and pub- lishing. A printer owns and operates printing machinery. He prints, for a price, anything his customers ask him to print. He takes no responsibility for J. BYRON LOGAN the content of the printed matter, nor Merwin R. Thurber, book editor of the Review and Herald Publishing Association, at his office desk. for its distribution or sale. The finished work belongs to the customer after he has paid the bill. A publisher, on the other hand, is one who undertakes the task of purchasing manuscripts, editing, illustrating, stocking, advertising, dis- tributing, and selling books. He may or So You Want a may not own a printing establishment. He invests the capital to pay for all these activities, including the cost of having the book printed; pays the author for his work, either by a lump sum or by royalties on the books sold; and keeps BOOK PUBLISHED the profits on the business, or suffers the losses if that is the way the project turns out. Seventh-day Adventist book-publish- By AIERIVIN R. THURBER ing procedures are based on well-defined principles approved by God and revealed through the messages of Ellen G. White: No writer may speak for the denomina- tion in print without some guiding coun- members of the committees are men who view and Herald) and representative— sel from his brethren. Independent pub- love God and His work, and who are administrators, editors, writers, teachers, lishing is condemned. By denominational eagerly looking for some books to be doctors, colporteur leaders, and preach- policy, no Seventh-day Adventist can act published. Authors can little realize how ers—men who are well informed about as his own publisher and expect to cir- hopefully we gather in committee ses- church policies, doctrines and teachings, culate his book through denominational sion, and how disappointed we are that and literature needs. channels or promote it in church-spon- so many manuscripts are unusable. In addition there are at least three sored gatherings. And no book may be There is no such thing as a general committees under General Conference published without the approval of a re- denominational book committee. Book departmental leadership that regularly sponsible committee. In other words, the publishing is not a closed corporation. examine manuscripts and recommend book editors of our publishing houses do There are three publishing houses in the them to publishing house boards for pub- not make the final decisions. The board, United States, one in Canada, and at lication—the Missionary Volunteer Book on the recommendation of the book com- least one in almost every world division.* Club committee, the Missionary Volun- mittee, votes to proceed with the pub- Each publishing house has its own book teer Morning Watch book committee, lication of a book manuscript. committee, or in the absence of such a and the Ministerial Association advisory All this may seem to you as though committee the board acts in that ca- committee. Other department committees the doors to book publishing are guarded pacity. The membership in these com- also act as book committees occasionally. by a formidable cohort of stern-visaged mittees is large (thirty-seven at the Re- The Voice of Prophecy broadcast and critics waiting to reject any hapless the Faith for Today telecast organiza- • In the United States: Pacific Press Publishing Asso- manuscript that falls into their hands. ciation, Mountain View, California; Review and Herald tions also use several books every year, Such a picture is far from the truth. Publishing Association, Takoma Park, Washington 12, and their committees pass on book manu- D.C.; Southern Publishing Association, 2119-2125 Twenty- The doors are guarded, all right—and fourth Ave., North, Nashville 8, Tennessee. In Canada: scripts. Kingsway Publishing Association, Box 398, Oshawa, they should be. But there are many doors, Ontario. For overseas publishing houses see the current There are, as you can see, eight differ- as I will show in a moment. And the SDA Yearbook. ent doors in the United States alone MAY 15, 1956 7 through which books may be introduced pens to your brain child after you drop are selected by the committee and com- for publication. And far from making it in the mailbox. The secretary of the missioned to write the book. Included for confusion, they offer that many op- book committee will acknowledge the in the task is the Morning Watch Cal- portunities for the would-be book writer. receipt of your manuscript, and thus endar, for the texts are the same. This For very often what one committee can- you will know that it has arrived at its is not to say that authors do not volunteer not use another can. destination. If you have any doubt about to write—some do, and some of the You will detect at once that some of the safety of the mails, the small cost of volunteers have been selected. But these committees are limited in the kinds registering will be more than repaid by whether the author volunteers or is asked of manuscripts they can consider. The your peace of mind. by the committee, as a first step he must Morning Watch book committee selects The processes of handling the manu- submit a month's sample. As you can only one book a year—and it must script may vary a bit with the different see, this is a compromise between an pass very rigid requirements. The pub- committees. In general, however, it goes unqualified commission and the require- lishing house book committee has a much something like this: First, several com- ment by most committees that a manu- wider range. mittee members are selected to read the script must be completed before it can As a writer your part in knocking at manuscript. Their written reports are be considered. If the committee feels that the book committee door is quite simple. then read at a meeting of the committee, the sample gives sufficient promise, the Select the committee that you think is and the prospects of the book are dis- author is commissioned to finish the most likely to see something of value in cussed. If there is a favorable reaction, project. Any problems with the manu- your work, and send your manuscript a vote will be taken to recommend the script are thereafter handled as a part of by first-class mail to the committee or book to the board for publication. If the regular editorial process. to the proper officer if you happen to the reports are generally unfavorable, the To the author who has sent off a brain know the secretary or chairman. If you committee usually votes to return the child for examination, time drags by on have any doubt, the publishing houses manuscript to the author with regrets. heavy feet. "How long must I wait for a offer the widest chance of adoption. All If there is any question that the manu- decision?" is the unspoken cry of every three publishing houses in the United script might not have received a wide writer, even if he does not write oc- States make it a practice to share with enough reading, additional readers will casional letters to the book editor to find the Missionary Volunteer Department be appointed. A second consideration by out how things are progressing. and the Ministerial Association any man- the committee almost invariably results Frankly, it takes many months to give uscripts that could conceivably fall into in a clear-cut decision. a manuscript a fair examination and com- Book Club classifications. We often do The procedure in the Morning Watch mittee attention. For one thing, it is al- the same with Faith for Today and the book committee is so entirely different most impossible to have a book com- Voice of Prophecy. that it needs an explanation. The Morn- mittee meeting in the summer, for many Naturally you are wondering what hap- ing Watch books are assigned—authors of the committee members attend camp meetings for at least three months. Most manuscripts require from six months to a year to reach the decision stage. Book Club consideration complicates the problem still more. The Missionary rfeceuatt Volunteer Book Club adoptions are made Om"- affee-4601 only once a year—in January or Feb- ruary, if possible, of the calendar year By DELCIE OATES preceding the year of the course. Manu- scripts too late for examination one year must wait an entire year before they can be considered by the committee. My fa- UNE was a conscientious Sev- June's voice was wavering a little as ther, Robert Bruce Thurber, author of enth-day Adventist, who took she replied, "I'm sorry, matron, I can- many Seventh-day Adventist books, used her nursing seriously. All the not bring you cigarettes, but I'll do any to count on four years from the begin- 6 patients loved her, and she other errand you may wish." ning of writing to the finished publica- passed her examinations with honors, but Of course June wasn't thrown to the tion—one year to write, two years for somehow, no matter how hard she tried, lions, but don't think that matron consideration by committees, and one she just could not please the matron. couldn't roar like one. Despite the ex- year for publishing procedures. When there was apparently no fault in ternal tumult, June's soul knew peace. When you send a manuscript to a the ward, the matron would find a micro- This time the stern words of her superior book committee, do not expect to get a scopic wrinkle in a bed and point to it were not so cutting, for she knew she had decision in a few weeks. With few ex- with a long, stern finger until it seemed, done what was right. ceptions the machinery simply does not to June's horror, to assume the propor- grind that fast. tions of a mountain range. If your manuscript is rejected, you will On her day off, just recently, as June receive a kind but generally short letter was leaving the nurses' quarters to go from the secretary of the book committee visiting, the matron called after her, stating that your manuscript was not "Nurse Richards, bring me a packet of considered usable by the committee, and cigarettes on your way home." that it was voted with regret to return Now here was a problem, and there it to you. (The trade euphemism is, was no time to consider the pros and cons. "Not found available for publication.") To say Yes would augment June's almost The manuscript follows under separate bankrupt grace-and-favor account. To cover. That is disappointing. But of say No would court disaster. There was a course you can send your manuscript principle at stake, and as Tennyson said— to another book committee. "Because right is right, to follow right Every writer in this situation immedi- Were wisdom in the scorn of ately asks, "Now why didn't the editor consequence." To page 22 8 THE YOUTH'S INSTRUCTOR as souls to be saved, and she forgot her fear. "How many do you want?" she asked in a businesslike manner. "The down payment will be half the price of the book." "We'll be awantin' half a dozen, eh, men? Go on back there now, an' dig up the dough. We've gotta pay fifty per- cent down to clench this here deal!" One of the men started to refuse, but the others brought pressure to bear, so he reluctantly counted out the amount for Jeanie right along with the others. Jeanie's fingers fairly flew as she wrote up the orders and handed out receipts with a hearty Thank you. Then she promised to leave the books with the grocery clerk in the store out front, re- questing that they have the rest of the money there on her delivery date two weeks in the future. Jeanie managed to rescue her pro- spectus and put it into her brief case along with her receipt pad, then she turned toward the door. It was still locked! For a moment, panic again seized her. She glanced back, with fear in her eyes again, but the man who had let STANLEY DUNLAP, JR. her in stepped silently to the door and Jeanie suddenly saw these men as souls to be saved, and she forgot her fear. "How many do you unlocked it. want?" she asked in a businesslike manner. "The down payment will be half the price of the book." "I used to have religion myself one time," the man said. "Got into bad com- pany an' lost it all though. Maybe this here book'll help me to find it again. I'm right ashamed, ma'am, for the way I acted an'—an' look. Beg pardon." "Don't worry, sir," Jeanie smiled. "I Out of This World . . . know the book will help you find your way back. Thank you all very much for the orders. Good-by." Jeanie stepped lightly out into the bright sunshine. The world outside, she observed, seemed perfectly normal. She and Back Again glanced at her watch again. It was only four-fifteen, but she was so shaken from the horror of her recent experience that she turned her footsteps automatically By WILMA ROSS WESTPHAL back toward the Handy residence. Well, why not stop a little early today? She had taken thirteen orders! Jeanie made her final deliveries two HE half-drunken man on the disciplined men. Then gradually, almost weeks later and prepared to leave for a box had warmed to his subject. imperceptibly, she noted a sobering in- few days at home, then college again. T As he leafed through the at- fluence settling over the man. He ac- Kate would be staying on awhile yet. tractively illustrated prospectus, tually began to show an interest now in It had been a wonderful summer, all in he became quite eloquent. The Biblical the subject matter he had been reading all. Even her narrow escapes had taught terms and scriptural phraseology seemed aloud for so long. her that God's power knows no bounds, grotesquely out of place coming thus Jeanie glanced at her watch. More and she sensed a new nearness and kin- from the lips of a drunken sot. than an hour had gone by—an hour that ship with her Master because of these The voice droned on and on, some- had seemed an eternity! What was that experiences. In doing the work of the times striking a high crescendo, some- the man was saying now? Lord one could claim His promises of times sinking to an almost inaudible "I reckon what we really need is one protection under any circumstances. groan. Now and then another man of these here books. What say, fellows?" This, then, was the close of another would appear. Finally there were five "Sure thing," one of the group re- chapter in her life. But it had a happy or six standing about. At first they had plied, "if it's free!" ending, for, although she hadn't earned laughed and joked, but gradually they "Well, now, they ain't free," the man enough for a complete scholarship, there settled into an attitude of strained cu- on the box retorted. "The young lady would be enough to make college a reality riosity. here's asellin' them there books. What's for another year. The longer the man on the box ranted the price, young woman?" A feeling of sadness again took pos- on, the harder Jeanie prayed. Within her- Jeanie, in a surge of relief, took out session of Jeanie as she got on the bus self she felt completely. defenseless in the her order book and pencil and told him and waved good-by to the Handys, the presence of this motley group of un- the price. She suddenly saw these men Handts, Mrs. Ankony and Kate, together MAY 15, 1956 9 with others in the church who had be- that! If you feel that way, you should Marg is still hoping. And, 0 Jeanie, you friended the girls. She had been in a definitely break your engagement. Have should hear the latest!" completely different world this summer, you prayed about it?" Jeanie's face was a question mark. and literally almost "out of it" on more "Yes, but I don't seem to get any answer "Now, aren't you going to ask me than one occasion. —just this dissatisfied, unsettled feeling, anything? Well, I'll just tell you any- and—" way. There are two graduate nurses here, Back at college, Jeanie lost no time in Jeanie reached over and patted her and they've come to work on their col- getting settled. She was to live in the friend's arm understandingly. "Did it ever lege degrees." home economics cottage during several occur to you that the 'dissatisfied, unset- "So?" Jeanie said. "What's so astound- periods of the current school term, so tled feeling' could be your answer?" ing about that?" after counseling with Miss Richardson, "No, I can't say that it has. But now Estelle threw back her shoulders and who was now head of the department, that you mention it, maybe you have a drew in a deep breath. "One of them she moved right in. She began to un- point there. It would be hard to tell him has been chasing around with Neal Car- pack and press her clothes. That few —we've been going together for so long ter all summer, and she's crazy about days at home hadn't made much of an him. I think her name's Leena Durham, impression on the condition of her ward- ME111.1MRIMPIIIMMVIIIMOOMIIIM or something of the sort. She's not so robe, after a whole summer's canvassing! much for looks, but she's out to get him, Could it be that this was only Sep- and I venture she'll do it too!" tember? Why, it seemed like eons ago 90 oi zewe Jeanie's face clouded momentarily, and that she had packed her things in this suddenly she could hear her heart thump- very room! Now she was back again, By ELLEN G. WHITE ing. Hadn't she gotten over Neal Carter? ready to pick up where she had left off. Why, she had scarcely thought of him Or was she? There was no noticeable It is not because of inherent power all summer. Why should this bit of news difference in the physical aspects of her that year by year be so upsetting now? surroundings; yet there was a difference. the earth produces her bounties, "Neal has a teaching job in some acad- Perhaps the main difference was in and continues her motion emy this year. He told me about it a Jeanie herself. For one thing, she did less round the sun. week before he graduated. He isn't go- groping and straining, and was more The hand of God ing to be here this year, you know. ready to accept life with its realities. Per- guides the planets, He'll probably find someone else before haps no one could ever go back and pick and keeps them in position long." This from Jeanie. up where he had left off! in their orderly march "I have it from a reliable source," Es- Jeanie donned a freshly pressed dress through the heavens. telle said, "that he wants her to come and went to the college to register. She It is through His power here, and that he plans to come and wanted to get this over early and avoid that summer and winter, see her as often as possible." the rush. On the way over to the regis- seedtime and harvest, "If they are serious, then more power trar's office she met Estelle. She was as day and night to them. Neal always said he wanted to bright-eyed and enthusiastic as ever. follow each other become a doctor, so maybe this means "0 Estelle," Jeanie said, "I'm de- in their regular succession. that he can take the medical course. She lighted to see a familiar face now and It is by His word could nurse and help to put him through then. Must be a tremendous freshman that vegetation flourishes, and—" class this year, judging from the looks that the leaves appear, Estelle laughed. "My, if we keep work- of the campus." and the flowers bloom. ing at it, we'll have them all safely mar- "Lots of new students, aren't there? Every good thing we have, ried and through medicine!" I wonder if we looked as green and each ray of sunshine Jeanie was glad they could make a frightened last year as some of these and shower of rain, joke of it—made her feel more like her- poor freshmen do." every morsel of food, self again. "Speaking of marriages," she "Sure, and maybe worse," Jeanie every moment of life, said with a lilt, "Do you remember my laughed. "Among so many strangers one is a gift of love. brother LeRoy?" "Sure thing. Couldn't very well for- can feel pretty lost. What's with you?" [This gem from the writings of Mrs. White is found in Estelle sobered. "I'm engaged, Jeanie. its original prose form in the book Thoughts From the get him after the joke you played on us Mount of Blessing, pages 114, 115.] Now, isn't that shattering news?" last year! It took us quite some time be- "Indeed it is. Who's the young man?" fore we'd believe he was really your "Same one—you know—the boy friend brother though. What about him?" back home." —but I may muster up the courage one "Well, he got married last summer." "Well, I guess congratulations are in of these days. What kind of summer did "Not really!" order. I surely wish you all the happiness you have, Jeanie?" "Yes, really. You see what happens in the world, Estelle dear." "Oh, just 'out of this world,'" Jeanie the moment I turn my back. He married "Thanks, Jeanie. But I'm not so happy said. "You see, I canvassed all summer, a very nice Christian girl, and I'm happy over this as I should be, I'm afraid. I so I meant that literally. It is a different for them both. They're living down on thought I was deeply in love, but now world altogether—sometimes frighten- the corner in one of Pappy Armstrong's that I'm actually engaged I feel—well, ingly different. But now that it is over houses. I just stopped by to see them a sort of unhappy over the whole situation. I wouldn't exchange my experience in minute on my way over. They want me My ideals have changed a lot here at col- the canvassing field for anything in the to stay with them a few weeks after my lege. I used to think it'd be just fine to world!" time is up in the home economics cot- marry a fellow whose chief ambition in "Door-to-door work's completely out tage. I'll probably stay a short time, but life was to get ahead in the world. But of my line," Estelle said, "but I admire I don't want to overdo it, for I've a theory now I don't know. I've a feeling I'd rather anyone who can do it. Say, not to change that young married couples should have marry someone who has an interest in the subject, but have you seen Fern and all the privacy they can manage." spreading the gospel message, and—" Marg yet?" "I'll have to run in and see them soon. Jeanie stood there on the stairs listening "No, I haven't," Jeanie said. "Have Say, you and I are to room together at to her friend with widening eyes. "Why, you?" the cottage, did you know that?" Estelle dear, I'm so happy to hear you say "Yes, they're here. Fern's engaged, and To page 21 10 THE YOUTH'S INSTRUCTOR HE days when Seventh-day Ad- ventist young men had cause T to look forward to military serv- ice with fear and trembling have passed. Maj. Gen. George Arm- strong, who was at the time Surgeon General of the United States Army, recognized the Medical Cadet Corps training program by visiting Camp Doss and inspecting the work done there at the Twentieth Anniversary Camp. Continue the Program In his address to the trainees he de- clared: "The relations between the Sev- enth-day Adventist Church and the United States Army have improved im- measurably in the past twenty years." By EVERETT N. DICK Since that time General Armstrong has retired, but in recent months he has written: "By way of introduction, the undersigned recently retired from active military duty after some thirty-two years personnel too highly nor urge a con- The Medical Cadet program must be in the United States Army. During the tinuance of the pre-service training too kept going in a strong way. We dare early part of World War II, I had charge strongly. not relax our efforts at this time. We of a Medical Administrative Corps Offi- cannot let the nation's military leaders "George E. Armstrong cer Candidate School. From 1943-1946 down after we have built up such an Major General, Retired I was the Senior U.S. Army Medical Former Surgeon General, U.S. Army" enviable reputation. To relax our efforts Officer in China. Following World War for a minute now would be to break II, I became Deputy Surgeon General We are happy for the record of Sev- faith with the Army. and ultimately the Surgeon General of enth-day Adventist young men in military Again this year Camp Doss will pre- the U.S. Army. service, which has brought favor to our pare you to meet the problems of Army "I mention the above only to empha- denomination. We are equally gratified life and to keep faith with Army officers size the fact that it was my opportunity that our training program has made such who expect much of Seventh-day Adventist and privilege to personally observe lit- a profound impression upon Army leaders. soldiers. erally hundreds of Seventh-day Advent- ists who served in the Army Medical Service between 1941-1955. I observed them in hospitals and other medical units in this country and abroad during World War II, and in this country and Korea during the recent conflict in the latter country. "I can say without equivocation that the work of the Seventh-day Adventists has been outstanding without one single exception so far as my personal knowledge is concerned. Their devotion to duty, their willingness to perform any and every assigned duty, has established a record which is unequalled in our Medi- cal Military Annals. "While Surgeon General of the U.S. Army, it was my good fortune to visit Camp Desmond Doss at Grand Ledge, Michigan, and personally observe the training given there by Colonel Dick and his associates. Never, in my observations of training activities, have I seen so much accomplished with trainees in such a short period of time. I attribute this ac- complishment to the motivation of teach- ers and trainees. Secondarily, I am con- vinced that the training received at Grand Ledge, and that in turn passed on to others in the various satellite camps, has been an important factor in the suc- cess attained by the Seventh-day Advent- ist personnel after entry into the active military service. "To recapitulate, my experiences with Seventh-day Adventists will always re- U.S. ARMY PHOTO main the most pleasant memories of my Maj. Gen. George Armstrong, who recently retired from active service as Surgeon General of the military service. I cannot commend these United States Army, was a real friend to Seventh•day Adventist servicemen in the Army Medical Corps. MAY 15, 1956 11 BELDAR raced up Matthew 24:37-39 and Luke 17:26, 27 are meaningful texts to twentii the front steps and into the door of his palatial home. He glanced into the living room, look- ing for his father, Kaaran. Not find- Three Chances ing him, he ran into the bedroom where his father lay sleeping. Rousing the older man with a violent shake, he impatiently waited for him to wake up. "There's an old visionary named Noah outside town declaring that the world is going to be destroyed!" he stated ex- attitude of bitterness and even aloofness. dar turned to meet his father. "You were citedly. "It's supposed to be flooded by He had rejected his first invitation to right. Noah knows what he is talking water falling from the skies! The man is enjoy the hereafter. about. You saw how the people were in- daft." He laughed half-heartedly. Evi- Kaaran walked away from the window. fluenced. I was affected the same way. I dently he was a bit frightened by what His mind wandered aimlessly to the city can actually feel my sins as if they were he had heard. Kaaran sat up, alarmed square and its lush vegetation. He dirty clothes on my back. Let's go to the by the message. Many times he had won- thought of the monument gardens with altar, Father. I need to ask God's for- dered about his old friend Noah and his their artistic statues and shrines. He tried giveness." The two men melted into the ideas of the earth's need of a scourge. to picture the rolling hills and the cul- crowd as they retreated to the city. No Beldar noticed his father's thoughtful- tivated lowlands being slowly turned into one was speaking. All were thinking of ness. "Have you already heard about it?" gigantic seas of turbulent, angry water. what they could do to save themselves he questioned, disappointed that he It was impossible to imagine. from destruction. wasn't the first to bear the news. The following morning Kaaran In spite of the impression Noah had "Not recently, Beldar, but once I knew slipped down to the site of Noah's ship, made at first, life in the cities soon re- Noah well. He wondered why God didn't where a large area had been cleared of turned to its previous state of decadence. punish the world for its wickedness. shrubs and small trees. Noah and his Maybe God is going to do something, sons were in the nearby forest cutting son, something drastic. Perhaps He has timber. Obscuring himself behind a bush, © REVIEW AND HERALD, 1952 revealed it to Noah, one of the few men Kaaran sat down to watch. A small crowd who is still faithful to his Creator." soon began to gather. It grew until a vast Getting up from the bed, Kaaran multitude of people were milling around walked to a big window overlooking a the shipsite, laughing and poking fun at court garden beautiful beyond descrip- the laborers. tion. Many of the shrubs and plants still Noah stopped his work and climbed retained the original exquisite splendor up on a nearby stand. The noise ceased and undecayed symmetry of those that immediately. Everyone was curious to were in the Garden. "Beldar, nearly fif- hear the words of this reformer. "I have teen centuries ago God created this mas- noticed your amusement. I myself might sive structure called earth, and yet, know- laugh at people doing something as un- ing this, people spend their lives without orthodox as you think we are doing. But giving a thought to true righteousness. I listen to me and try to understand my believe Noah might be right." message. If you have the intelligence I "What?" demanded the son. "You credit you with, there will be no man think that this man who plans to build among you who will take lightly the a monstrous ship on dry land is actually warning I bring from heaven." sane? There is no such thing as water The commanding voice of Noah told falling from heaven. That fanatic claims of the wickedness on the earth, which the whole earth will be covered, even had displeased God. He revealed to the above the mountaintops." He moved to- throng how the Lord had decided to do ward the door. "Maybe we'd better start away with the sinfulness of the world. building us an ark too," he sarcastically The attentive crowd heard about the threw over his shoulder as he stamped plan of destruction that would wipe out. Beldar left the house, angry because every living thing off the face of the earth. his father sided with the reformer and be- Kaaran could sense the relief among the cause he himself was wondering whether people when Noah related how God had maybe Noah wasn't right. Too stubborn provided the ark as a means of escape to admit he was mixed up, he adopted an for those who were faithful and obedient. [This article is the result of work in a freshman Noah finished his speech with an appeal English class at La Sierra College. The author has re- to the people to return to the ways of the told a Bible story in modern style, much as a minister in the pulpit might reconstruct a Bible narrative. Except Lord. for the names and the conversation, which are of course supplied, Mr. Parker has followed faithfully the commen- As the crowd was departing, Kaaran tary on the Flood as found in chapter 7 of Patriarchs and Prophets, by Ellen G. White. An interest in bringing re- sighted Beldar near the stand from which emphasis to Bible stories led Mr. Parker to restudy the Noah had been preaching. He fought cataclysmic event that Jesus mentioned in His counsel on last-day signs. A business administration major, the against the tide of the city-bound throng author wants to be a certified public accountant someday. In academy he was junior class president, and president to reach his son, who was obviously con- of the A. S. B.] templating what he had just heard. Bel- 12 y youth. Among those now dead was Kaaran. The would happen. He was glad Kaaran was old man had pleaded with Beldar to con- dead. The old man would never have sider his ways. Kaaran died believing the lived through the crushing experience of promise of his son to return to the paths having his beliefs disproved. of righteousness. The words of Beldar were as unpre- A roar drove sleep from Beldar's dictable as the idle wanderings of a morn- clouded mind. Again the thunderous )14 Life ing breeze. He had made the promise noise sounded, weird and unearthly. It only to gain his father's pleasure. The was like the roar of a powerful lion mul- wealth and splendor Kaaran would leave tiplied a hundred times. "What was that him were the objects of his solemn oath. terrifying sound?" his tortured mind By NORMAN L. PARKER Beldar had sunk to his lowest level. With- screamed. Racing to the window, he was out the godliness of his father to influence puzzled, shocked, and then almost hyster- him, he lived his life as an abomination ical. Water was falling from the skies! unto the Lord. Even so, there was an un- Illuminated by blinding flashes of light- rest in his turbulent mind. The many ning, it poured to the earth out of a During the ensuing years, the people who wives and the fabulous riches he pos- black, menacing sky. He had ignored the had been so aroused by the preachings of sessed didn't make up for his unrest and inner callings of his heart. Now he was Noah came to accept him as a tourist dissatisfaction. doomed—doomed by his cynical mind, attraction rather than a messenger from The announcement of the ark's com- his faultfinding, his greed. But wait! The God. Beldar, also, grew less and less con- pletion fell upon deaf ears. Many who ark! cerned with the warning of the reformer. had once accepted Noah's preaching had Without a backward glance he raced Year by year he became an antagonist, soon lost faith. The ark to them was some- through the crowd of panic-stricken rather than a believer. He publicly re- thing to be ignored and forgotten. The townspeople. He ran, stumbled, and fell. vealed his bitterness. day following the announcement Beldar He crawled to the enormous ship, cry- Thus he rejected his second opportu- was disturbed by shouting in the streets ing, pleading, for the mercy of the Lord. nity to be saved. outside his mansion. Flocks of birds Banging on the sturdy structure until his A full hundred years had now passed blanketed the sky as Beldar stepped into hands were raw, he confessed his sins since the ark had been started. By this the crowded street. A tide of people car- and begged for forgiveness. Falling to time many men who had been faithful ried him toward the ark. From a low hill the soaked ground from sheer exhaus- to God had either died or apostatized. he saw a scene that startled him. The tion, he noticed for the first time others birds he had noticed were flocking into about him also pleading for entrance the great ship. Animals were slowly into the safety of the ark. Water was VERNON NYE, ARTIST marching into it as if being herded by a washing the sand from under him. He mysterious shepherd. Enemies in their only faintly noticed people lashing logs natural state neither growled nor fought together into crude crafts. Animals were as they followed one another in a solemn madly racing about, running to people parade that bordered on the miraculous. as if they thought the human beings Conviction struck the heart of Beldar. could protect them. Women were tying His thoughts of the first day at the ark their children to the backs of these wild were revived. He remembered the prom- animals, hoping the beasts would run to ise to his father. "This can't be of God," the highest ground. he suddenly decided. "It's directed by Swirling, rushing water encircled Bel- the devil. That's it! The devil has de- dar's ankles and steadily crept upward. ceived Noah." A tremendous fountain of water erupted The last animal entered the ark as from a nearby valley, throwing debris Noah mounted the runway and turned far into the air. Eruptions were thun- to face the sea of awe-struck faces. "I've dering constantly. Rocks and tree been preaching and pleading for one branches fell all about him. The water hundred and twenty years," he thun- rose to his waist, threatening to pull him dered. "I now give my final call. All who from the shelter of the mighty ark. believe with me and wish to be spared, Suddenly his racing mind calmed. come up immediately. It is your last op- "God is just and right," he thought. "He portunity." has withstood much violence and wicked- Someone laughed, and a few walked ness trying to enlighten and help the away disgusted. Most of them, however, sinners. He has been a patient God. Now stood as still as if they had been turned He is justified in destroying man and into marble statues. No one moved to- his evil works." Beldar realized he was ward the ship. Noah sadly turned and praying only for safety, not forgiveness. walked inside, followed by his family. He realized his doom was deserved, even Beldar cursed himself, for he had almost as the waters tore him from the ship and gone to the ark. Barely had he saved him- plunged him into a sea of swirling death. self from the lifelong humiliation of hav- He had missed heaven's call three times. ing been "converted" by Noah. Lost forever was his opportunity for a A tremendous cry rose from the lips life in the hereafter. of the people as the mighty door of the "For as in the days that were before ark was shut by an unseen angel. Man the flood they were eating and drinking, could not budge it now. "Another sa- marrying and giving in marriage, until tanic trick," thought Beldar to himself the day that Noe entered into the ark, with smug self-satisfaction. A third and knew not until the flood came and chance to live was neglected. 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