For twenty-seven and a half years I have been a Christian. I defy the devil or anyone else on earth or in hell to prove that I don’t live what I preach. A motorman might as well try to run his car up yonder hill by blowing his breath against the front vestibule as to expect salvation without Jesus Christ. You can’t stop religion by making fun of it. If it’s wrong for me to hit the booze, it’s wrong for you. God says, if you give me a chance, old man, I can make you sober and keep you sober. Take out of this town what Christianity has done for it and its real estate would not be worth ten cents by Christmas. Do not be deluded to believing that all you need is sincerity of thought. A man may believe he can handle nitro-glycerine with impunity, but if he does he will be slivered into atoms. I know Jesus made good with me. Has he with you? Wherever Jesus’ teachings have gone joy has followed. Jesus Christ has crowned womanhood and placed garlands on her head. Some men bequeath disease and cravings for drink to their children. If Paul and Silas had looked as gloomy as some of you coming to the Tabernacle that man in jail would not be liberated yet. Jesus bled and died to save you. Whosoever will. I am traveling to heaven according to a time-card, the gospel schedule. [Illustration: BILLY SUNDAY AT THE AGES OF 14 AND 18 YEARS.] CONSOLATION FOR THE OLD MAIDS. “Take this from Uncle Fuller: ‘Don’t worry if you don’t marry, there are worse things in the world than being an old maid, and one of them is marrying the wrong man. Love is the divinest gift of God to man and woman. Some of the noblest women in the world have been old maids; they are not old maids, simply ladies-in-waiting, but I tell you girls I would rather be an old maid, with dogs, cats, furniture and bric-a-brac than to be yoked to a profane, cigaret smoking, cursing, whisky-soaked, jug-handle for a husband.’” TAKES RAP AT GIRLS WHO FLIRT. “I wish I could make a girl that flirts see herself as others see her. If you make eyes at a man on the street he will pay you back. It means that if you don’t care any more than that for yourself why should he? It takes a whole lot of nerve for a fellow to look a girl in the face and say: ‘Will you be my wife and partner and help me fight the battle during life?’ But I think it means a whole lot more to the girl who has to answer and fight that question; but the fool girl loafs around, waits to be chosen and takes the first chance she gets and seems to think that if they get made one the laws of man can make them two again. The divorce laws are damnable and pernicious.” DRINKING AND MATRIMONY. No man ever intended being a drunkard. He started out a moderate drinker. If any young buck would come and ask to take my daughter out on a midnight joy ride, so help me God, I certainly would land on him. If these automobiles and carriages could talk, there’d be something doing.