s already dug for him, and the black cap was put on him, and
the soldiers were there ready to receive the order, "Fire," and in a
few moments the man would be shot and put in that grave and covered up,
when who should rise up but the American Consul, who took the American
flag and wrapped it around him, and the English Consul took the English
flag and wrapped it around him; and they said to those soldiers, "Fire
on those flags if you dare!" Not a man dared; there were two great
governments behind those flags. And so God says, "Come under my banner,
come under the banner of love, come under the banner of heaven." God
will take care of all that will come under His banner.

Snapping the Chains.

In the North there was a minister talking to a man in the inquiry-room.
The man says, "My heart is so hard, it seems as if it was chained, and I
cannot come." "Ah," says the minister, "come along, chain and all," and
he just came to Christ hard-hearted, chain and all, and Christ snapped
the fetters, and set him free right there. So come along. If you are
bound hand and foot by Satan, it is the work of God to break the
fetters; you cannot break them.

Napoleon and the Conscript.

There is a well-known story told of Napoleon the First's time. In one of
the conscriptions, during one of his many wars, a man was balloted as a
conscript who did not want to go, but he had a friend who offered to go
in his place. His friend joined the regiment in his name, and was sent
off to the war. By and by a battle came on, in which he was killed, and
they buried him on the battle-field. Some time after the Emperor wanted
more men, and by some mistake the first man was balloted a second time.
They went to take him but he remonstrated. You cannot take me." "Why
not?" "I am dead," was the reply. "You are not dead; you are alive and
well." "But I am dead," he said "Why, man, you must be mad. Where did
you die?" "At such a battle, and you left me buried on such a
battlefield." "You talk like a mad man," they cried; but the man stuck
to his point that he had been dead and buried some months. "You look up
your books," he said, "and see if it is not so." They looked, and found
that he was right. They found the man's name entered as drafted, sent to
the war, and marked off as killed. "Look here," they said, "you didn't
die; you must have got some one to go for you; it must have been your
substitute." "I know that," he said; "he died in my stead. Y