The New York herald., 1878-11-11
Morgue, the Potters Field and the East River. The
battalion of Juvenile vagrancy marches on.

Morgue. the Potter's Field and the East River. The
battalion of juvenile vagrancy marches on.
REGIMENTS or SUFFERING.
One regiment is made up of bootblacks. They seem
oId men Amid the yilest Of temptations and kicked
and cuned up garrets and down cellars. they make
their 50 or ss week, and by fifteen years OF natural
life are sixty years old in sim Pitching pennies in
their leisure and smoking the stumps of
cigars thrown into the ditch, they are
the top gallery of the low play house. Backing
shoes-ther business-the interregnum of their work
is swallowed up with the backening of their morals
..shine Your boots sir?" they sing out with af-
fected gayety of voice but there is a sad tremor in
prayed for bootback? God have mercy on the reg
iment of bootblacks.
Another regiment Of this great battalion of suffer-
ing is made up of the newsboysthe sharpest wisest
wttiest lads Of the town. Up at four O'Clock in the
morning by, natural vigilance waking at half.
past three themselves, or roughly pulled out at
that hour. the cold, damp sheets of the folding
flung their arms and against their chests.
already shivering. and around the bleak ferries and
on the slippery pavements of tho winter, singing as
merrily as though they were chanting Christmas
carol. "HERALp. Sun. Tribune and Times. and making
only half cent each sale! Working fourteen
hours for fifty cents! For the great multitude there
remains hunger and cold and nakedness. and early
graves quick prisons God pity and save the news
boys of the city!
But there are other regiments marching on-regi-
ments OF ragpickers regiments of match sellers regi
mens of juvenile thieves great corps of dark
ness and death. What will become OF society if they
are unarrested and unsaved? But | said to the de-
York" We had gone up and down stairways.
and into cellars, and turned this way and that until
knew not where Were except that we were bounded
on the north by want, on the south by suffering,
the east by anguish and on the west by despair.
Everything had opened before us the detectives
pretended to be looking for thief and giving the i'm
preston that was the man who had lost the prop
erty. (Laughter.) 1t was not my own stratagem but
theirs.
HoMEwARD BOUND.
Then turned homeward. and thought that next
Sabbath would like to make the panorama pass be-
fore my congregation stirring their pity arousing
their benefcence and making them the everlasting
friends of Christian evangelization May prosperity
attend all foreign missions, but don't for
get the heathenism on both sides OF the
Harbor and the Brooklyn Atlantic docks. Send mis-
sionaries by all to Borriobooa Cha; but send
them also through Baxter street Houston street Navy
street. Atlantic street and Fulton street. II you de-
SIRE by all send quilted coverlids to Central
Africa to keep the natives warm in summer time. and
ice freezers to Greenland grea aughterl, but
let do something for the relief OF the cities where
we live-cities that want more bread. more shoes.
more hats, more coats, more Christ
LIGHT SHADE.
Mr.. Talmage concluded his sermon by giving
series of magic lantern views supposed to be thrown
canvas in the church. In imagination the pastor
brought out two magic lanterns-the lantern of home
and the police lantern-and threw their contrasted
The magic lantern Of the home-a mother put
ting her little ones to bed, trying to hush the frisky
them u to the chin with the blankets and gives them
q warm good night kiss Then they are left to the
guardian angels that all night long canopy with spirit
The lantern of the police-a boy kennelled for the
night under the stairway of hall through which the
wind sweeps, or lying on the cold ground. He does
go bed he has bed. His cold fingers thrust
through his matted hair, his only pillow. He did
not sup last night; he will not breakfast to
He did say his prayers when he retred he knows
no prayer He never heard the name of God or
Christ except as something to swear by. The wings
him not the wings of angels but the dark. bat
like wings of penury and want.
Magic lantern of home-famly gathering around
the argand burner. Father with his feet ottoman
mother sewing fancy work. two children pretending
to study. but in reality watching the other children
who in aud out of the rooms like balls full of
bounce.
Magic lantern of the police--a group intoxicated
and wrangling, cursing each other. past OF shame
a future of suffering. The fragments OF chair
propped against the wall, fragments of pitcher
standing on the wornout half broken-down mantel.
The pail of refuse brought in from some kitchen torn
by the human swine plunging into the trough.
Magic lantern of the home--a Christian daughter
has lust died Carriages roll up to the door in SYM
pathy Funeral service intoned amid the richly
shawed and kid-gloved and braceleted A long
funeral procession going out toward unparalleled
Greenwood where will be raised monument OF
FURNISHED Aberdeen. with the inscription, She IL not
dead. but sleepeth."
street has just expired. Did she have any doctor
No. Did she have any medicines No: Are there no
all the good Christians Oh some OF them are in
rocking chairs. in morning gowns and in tears over
Bulwer Lytt9ns account & or the g, last days ,1 pI
that was petrifed-tgreat laughterl-and others
Of the Christians are in church kneeling
on soft cushions. praying for the forlorn
Hottentots. Q.aughterl The carpenter unrolls a
measuring tape and decides she will need box five
and half feet long. One of the gets the lid
and crises 1t to its place. Wait for the city mission
ary! No, say the men. have three four more
cases just like this bury before How is the
grave to be filled up? Christ suggests way. Per-
haps it had better be filed up with stones. Let those
who are without sin come and cast stone ut her till
the excavation is filed. form coming slowly
the Potter's Field walking though his feet
hurt He to the grave and stands there all day
and night. 1t is the Christ of Mary Magdalen Then
thought that perhaps there might have been dying
prayer penitenal tear around that miserable spot.
AT the last there may be greater resurrection power
here than when Queen Elizabeth out OF her
soleum i'll Westminster Abbey
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