Rev. James Wharton, the English Evangelist, recently spent a little more than two weeks with the Lincoln Memorial Church, Washington.  The people were deeply stirred, and the church was greatly quickened.  About forty persons professed conversion, and a large number are still inquiring the way.

The conversions were mostly among the young people.  There were eight or ten adults who decided to live Christian lives, two of them being aged men, one 61 years and the other 75 years of age.  They are both very happy in their new-found hope in Christ.

Many of the young people would gladly unite with us, but their parents will not consent for them to do so, as they will not be convinced that the children can be Christians unless they can give a remarkable experience, and some will not be satisfied of their conversion unless the child has seen a vision or heard a voice.

I called to-day to see the mother of a little girl who confessed Christ as her Saviour in our meetings.  She said that her little girls, one eight years and the other twelve years of age, say that they are Christians.  When the mother told Josie, the youngest child, that she did not have “religion,” the little girl replied:  “I love the Saviour, and Jesus loves me.  He died for my sins, and I have accepted him as my Saviour and am happy in His love.  Mamma, Mr. Moore says that that is religion.  If that ain’t religion, then, mamma, what is religion?  I want to be an earnest Christian; will you show me how?” The mother says that Josie sticks to it that she is a Christian, and that she does not know what to do about it.

The most of these young people, some of whom are twelve and fourteen years of age, will not be allowed to join any church, but will be laughed at and persecuted and led to expect some remarkable experience like “Saul of Tarsus,” or to see a vision and hear a voice.  We shall do what we can to encourage them to cling to Christ.

We have succeeded in closing two saloons near our church, and are hopeful of closing another notorious den about a square away.

There is no place where earnest Christian work is more needed than here at the nation’s Capital, where we have a colored population of nearly 80,000, the majority of whom are out of Christ, and thousands are still shrouded in the darkness of ignorance and superstition.

GEO. W. MOORE.

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THE INDIANS.

THE FOURTH BROTHER.

BY FRANK WOOD, ESQ.

I believe that if the Master were visibly present with us to-day, and we should ask, “Where shall we go first with the Gospel?” he would say, “Go to that fourth brother, the North American Indian;” and for the strongest reasons.