Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1876-05-10
MOODY'S ELOQUENCE.
One of His Stories That Make the Men
Cry.

One of His Stories That Make the Men
Cry.
From the N Y. World.
It may be said that it is very easy
thing to excite the feelings of women
with pathetic stories, especially when
it is young man" that is brought up
al the object of their pity; but here is
another anecdote very similar to the
last one, which has been told to audi
ences Of men with almost as much eff
feet. The last time that Moody re-
lated it was one Sunday evening in
March, when the meeting was exclu-
sively for men. The great hall was
thronged, and it was said that there
were 5000 men present. Moodv's SER
mon was allsabout instantaneous sal
vation." He said:
"a man in England told his only son
one day. while in a fit of anger, that he
wished he would leave the house. The,
young man said if he went he would
never come back again till his father
sent for him. Then you won't come
back in " hurry said his father. The
son went, and when he had been a long
time away from home his mother. who
had been trying as hard as she could to
bring about reconciliation, became
very sick. When she found that she
could not recover, she wrote to her son
imploring him to ask his fathers for
giveness. The son sent back word that
he wouldn't write Or come home until
his father sent for him. When the
mother was about dying, her husband
went to the bedside and asked if there
was anything in the world he could do
for her. YES she said send for my
boy; that is the only wish I have on
earth that is not gratifed' The father
said he couldn't do it. She again be-
sought him, and at last said: L will
send dispatch and sign your name
No, no. said the mother, that
will not do Well, the man
could not stand it any longer,
and the telegram was sent, with his own
name signed at the bottom. The mo.
ment the boy received it he took the
first train home When he got there
his father was standing at the side of
his mothers dying bed. On seeing the
door open he turned his back on his
son and walked away. The mother
grasped her boys hand and kissed it
feryently. 'Oh, just speak to your
father won't YOU? she said; Just speak
the first word / can't MOTHER said
he. The woman was fast dying. She
called her husband and told him she
was going. The excitement was very
great. She caught his hand in one of
hers, and with the other she held the
hand of her son. Still neither would
speak. With her last strength she drew
their hands together and then sank
down into the arms Of death. The
father looked at his dead wife then at
his boy. The son caught his eye and
they fell upon each others neck and
then stood weeping at the bed Of the
departed"
What all tt is had to do with salvation
nobody stopped to ask Or even to think,
for the whole audience appeared to be
weeping. Hundreds and even thou
sands of men, and not a particularly
sensitive class of men, either, now had
their handkerchiefs up to their eyes,
and the sobbing Of SO many at once
made perfect commotion. All the
time that Mr.. Moody had been talking
on the subject of his text the vast
throng of men had sat. unmoved, save
that many of them were seen to
whisper and laugh, as if having a good
time. But by this little device the
preacher melted their hearts all at once