Nearer my Father's house, Where the many mansions be, Nearer the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea. Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down, Nearer leaving the cross Nearer gaining the crown. _THE TUNE._ The old revival tune of "Dunbar," with its chorus, "There'll be no more sorrow there," has been sung to the hymn, but the tone-lyric of Philip Phillips, "Nearer Home," has made the words its own, and the public are more familiar with it than with any other. It was this air that a young man in a drinking house in Macao, near Hong-Kong, began humming thoughtlessly while his companion was shuffling the cards for a new game. Both were Americans, the man with the cards more than twenty years the elder. Noticing the tune, he threw down the pack. Every word of the hymn had come back to him with the echo of the music. "Harry, where did you learn that hymn?" "What hymn?" "Why the one you have been singing." The young man said he did not know what he had been singing. But when the older one repeated some of the lines, he said they were learned in the Sunday-school. "Come, Harry," said the older one, "here's what I've won from you. As for me, as God sees me, I have played my last game, and drank my last bottle. I have misled you, Harry, and I am sorry for it. Give me your hand, my boy, and say that, for old America's sake, if for no other, you will quit this infernal business." Col. Russel H. Conwell, of Boston, (now Rev. Dr. Conwell of Philadelphia) who was then visiting China, and was an eye-witness of the scene, says that the reformation was a permanent one for both. "I WILL SING YOU A SONG OF THAT BEAUTIFUL LAND."