The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1852-07-28

cannot talk to you now. Please to call |
again"
"When shall l CALI"
Tomorrow" said the sick man.
The faithful man of God burst into tears,
and retired. The next day he called again.
The knocker was muffied-a bad sign
knocking gently al the door, the servant
opened it."
"How is Mr.. K.i"
"No better sir, please to walk in"
The minister entered the chamber, and
there was his neighbor still upon bed Of
sickness.
"My dear neighbor," said the minister,
how do you do this morning." There
was no response. The man was deliri-
Gus now, and spoke in broken sentences,
incoherently. The minister, leaning upon
the top of his cane, looked at his neigh
Dor, and the silent tear trickled down his
cheek. He was about to rise up and 90
away, but the wife Of the sick man ex-
claimed,
'Oh, my dear pastor, won't you pray
for my husband 2"
The prayer was offered, and the minis
ter, taking the hand of his neighbor, said,
"My dear friend, goodbye Still there
was no response. Alas the sick man
knew not that his wife was weeping at
his bedside, and that his pastor had been
praying for him. AS the man of God
was retiring, the atfectionate wife followed
him to the door, and, in parting, said,
any dear pastor, am in great Attic
ton, will you not be so kind as to call
again"
Madam" said he, "when do you
think l had better call 7" And she aid,
"I'o-morroW."
Oh, that tomorrow, that to. morrow
The associations were more than he could
bear, and the man of God went weeping
all the way returning to his home. The
next morning he called again. The
knocker was still muff1ed. He tapped
gently at the door. The servant opened it.
"How is Mr.. K.?"
"He is said to be worse sir"
would like to see him."
"You can't sir. The doctor has Just
left, and he has given the strictcst orders
that nobody should enter the room but
those who are waiting upon him. But
here is Mrs. K"
"Oh, my dear pastor, replied she, burst
ing into tears, abe is worse; fear much
worse"
" would like to see your husband,
madam, few moments"
Il would be glad to have you see him,
too," replied the afflicted woman; but our
physician says that the crisis has come,
and that the slightest excitement may
prove fatal but the doctor said that if
his patient revived, he might be able to
see you tomorrow"
Having received message, about the
going down ofethe sun, that his neighbor
was still in critical state, and too weak
to be seen, the minister could scarcely
sleep that night, so anxious was he about
the salvation Of his ncighbor. The next
morning, taking his hat and cane, he went
early, to make at least some inquiry
Tapping again gently at the door, the
servant opened it.
"How is Mr.. K.?" was the anxious in
quiry.
"Oh, sir" replied the servant, "he is
dead !"
"DEADp exclaimed the minister
"DEAD!"
"Yes, sir, he died this morning at four
o'clock"
"God have mercym the minister was
about to say, but it flashed upon hint
is too late now
Dear procrastinating sinner! it is
enough: I beseech you, don't say to-mor-
row any more! Tomorrow It may
be too late forever! To-morrow's sun
may shine upon your grave! Once lost
you are lost forever! "Be wise to-day.
'Tis madness to defer."-Hone d. Foreign
Record.