The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1863-05-08

pY REV. JonS rom.

Tho Rev. Mr.. Bell was lways runctu.
al Whoever might he late at meeting at
the funeral. or anywhere else, they an
knew ihut Mr.. Bell would not lfcull.
cd 90 attend wedding, his foot wns on the
doorstep and his hand on the bell handle
when the clock was striking the hour.
/ II was, at first, quite annoying 10 his flock
70 90 according to their old habit 10 u iu-
neral. and meet IN on the way TO the
grave, or 10 90 to u Welding tnd fud il
all over before they thought Of getting
Ithccc. SO old Nlr, slow waited on tho
minister to ask him why hc p" was always
. In such q hurry, and So afraid OF bcciug
/ too latcl"
"Wcll my good friend, will tell you,
. and ii after hearing mo You do tot think
| am about right ia this thing, | will iry
to alter"
That's surely fair" slowly said Mr.
SLOW, us it .ltaid 10 commit himself.
/ When was a young man aud had
been prouchirg only a few months, | was
invited to 20 to distant mouutNiu-tuwn
and preach 60 a destitute people. went
for some weeks and then returned for
fow days, ,promisindto bc back without fail
the next sabbath. Wen, had pleas
ant week among my kind relatives, aud
was 80 much engaged that | hardly
though Of my solemn duties, till Saturday
returned, aud then my little sister and
beautiful friend oi hers, persuaded me TO
10 little while in the little white boat
Cinderella, ON cur beautiful luke. Tho
day wus iiuc, aud Cinderella spun aud
dattcd under INV oars ns II thipg OF life.
when we got ashore, had found ii two
O'Clock, and | knew the cars started in
fifteen minutes! lci the ladies' and ran
home, caught UP my carpetbag aud ran
for the depot. | saw that tho cars had
arrived. heard the he'll ring. With all
my strength, ran. saw them start. |
rcdouhied my efforts, and got within H.
teen feet OF the cars! Oh, Tor thirty Sec
onds more!-rhirty seconds too late!
No more.
"Thc next day was fair, still, sweet
Sabbath. My mountain people gather
ing, coming down from the glens aud fol-
. lowing the rills, filled the house of wor-
! ship. But there was no minister; aud the
hungry sheep had no shepherd 10 feed
theml lie was thirty seconds too late!
"Thore was poor old blind man who
: lived four miles from the church, and sell
dom could he get 10 meeting. That day
he ate his breakfast and his Little grand
= daughter led him all the way down the
mountain to the church. How weary and
: sad and disappointed he was! There
was no minister to speak to him. lie
was thirty seconds too late!
There was II groat gathering Of chill
|, dron Ia tho Sabbath school. And their
little eyes glistoncd, for their minister
had promised to preach them little SER
mon to-day! But he was not there. He
was thirty seconds too late.
"Therc was n sick child up one Of the
alens OF the mountain, and sho had been
> inquiring all the week tor her minister,
She was anxious to see him and have him
pruy with her, how she hailed the Sab
bath when he would be there! But no!
he was not there.
"That poor old blind man never came
to the church ugain. lie was too feeble,
and never herd aaothcr sermon or prayer.
Tho minister was thirty seconds too late.
, "That little girl was dead before got
back, and could only shed tears over
her cold corpse! had bcen thirty sec
onds too late!
"On my bondod knees, asked Gods
forgiveness, and promised him that, il
possible, would never be thirty seconds
too late again!
"Aud now, Mr.. Slow, am not about
right in my puuc.uality!
well, | OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
unrcasunab ble-us-it- might!'