Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1872-12-19
THE NAMELEss OuTcAsTs.
what May and Ought 90 be Done for
Them-Faet and Fancy.
Sympathy I'm Prose and Verse for those
whom the Gospel Does not Reach.

EDITORS APPEAL-It was with ibfin
lite pleasure that we read the card signed
NJ, and which appeared in the AP-
PEAL few days ago, proposing that the
pure-hearted women of Memphis extend
helping hand to their fallen sisters.
Surely, no work Of love for Christ ought
to draw out such hearty sympathy and
aid from all Christian people as this.
And woman proposes it, too, and is
plucky enough to print a card. Men
can always be found who are willing to
say as our dear Lord did: "Neither do
condemn thee; go, and sin no more; I"
but it is rarely the case that woman is
willing to forgive a sister who is a sin
ner Some mysterious law Of her being,
perhaps, makes it difficult
task. Courage, then, you brave M, :"
whoever you are. We take off
our cap and make you a bow, and if
you need a knight to shiver a lance for
you, one can be found. The writer OF
this, years ago, watched with painful
interest lin q city which should be
nameless1 the efforts of three aban-
doned women to reform. They began
by uniting with a Christian Church and
then seeking for employment. From
AlOlEE " tlCuoC VI lilc AlEulOEl5 Oh LuaE
church they went, willing to take any
meniais place, but everywhere the
women drove them off. Fathers, and
brothers, and sons were willing to help
them, but not woman who had soul
enough about her for the task was found.
And so it was either suicide or shame,
and rather than commit the most dread
full of all sins, self-murder, they returned
TO their life Of iniquity. In another
city, years after, the writer saw a wo-
man repel another woman, who was a
sinner, from the fmourneris benchu at
a religious meeting. Such cruel deeds
make some of us lose faith in your sex,
and even in Christianity. mn need
not fear that she will lose the respect of
good men, for plenty of them are ready
TO throw down glove, if q whisper is
breathed against her fair fame.
o! how earnestly do many poor
women long for home, not a House of
Refuge, but HOME, where gentle hands,
and kind eyes, and sympathiziHg hearts
will lift them up, and help them walk
the precious path of innOcencea and peace |
again. If Christ can forgive them, We,
his followers, should, for the disciple is
not greater than his Master In the
course of justice none of US should see |
mercy. We must forgive, even as we
hope to be forgiven. ST.
Response TO Lffe-FrOsf.
Do not give up in wild despair,
fallen sister mine,
But brace your soul with fervent prayer
And bow before Gods shrine.
Break down the pride that keeps out
Come cling unto the Cross,
For there your sins will be forgiven,
And you shall not be lost.
Come back into our midst again,
Though bowed by shame and grief;
Now lead an honest, virtuOus life,
This viii be sweet relief.
Come leave your vile associates
And mingle with the pure,
Their presence Will enable you
The struggle to endure.
o Will you rise and turn about!
Try of God S strength to borrow
To lead Christian life devOut,
In penitential sorrow.
The struggle may be fierce and long,
But grid yourself to meet ii,
And by His help you will be strong
To battle and defeat 1t.
What can I say to urge you
From the wretched life you lead?
Come back; come back, I pray you,
And repent Of your rash deed.
Our words seem vain and feeble,
But ponder well this message DER,
Thy sins are all forgiven thee,
Woman go and sin no more"
How sweetly kind are Christ's own words, |
o hear them, adjurel
" Let him be first 10 cast q stone
Who from sin and shame is puref
We each must turn and glide away.
And not reproach the for thy shame;
For well we know our souls are blurred
With sins, deep scars and blackend stain. |
God eau heal your deepest woe;
God can raise you up.
He'll strengthen you TO meet the foe,
And taste Of victory's cup.
He has not left you here alone,
tbs you that have left him;
Zen now Christ's blood will full atone
For all thy shame and sin.
BARBARA.
Lost.
Her lips were chaste as sunless snow,
Ter eve blup a Heaven