The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1881-09-29

Christ for all the suffering and the
abandoned, Let us follow the good ex=-
ample set. like the behavior of the
two English sailors in Paris. They
were on their way home from Spain and
one day passing along the street saw a
hearse on the way to MOntmartre, thel,
cemetery. Nothing was following, notai
so much as a dog. The sailors were
toOched by the sad and lonely spectacle,
aDd one said: Poor wretch, no one fol-
lows him, Let us follow" They took,
off their hats and walked bare-headed.
after the hearse to the cemetery. They
had big hearts in their coarse Jackets.
May God make us the friends of Uh8
friendleas. The spirit of pursuit is the
spirit of the devil. The spirit of
help is the spirit of Christ. In that last
spirit let us go out among the tempted
There are in the swift pursuit of riches
desperate things done every hour of the
day. YOnder is man with fraudu-
lent document in his pocket. For what
purpose was that man practicing the
writing his employers name? Whose
money is that in your pocket? Is that a
pool ticket you are carrying? Where
were you last night? Are your habits
as good as the day you left your fathers
house? How rapidly are some of you.
going on the wrong road,
This summer there was a terrible
night of tempest out west The river
rose and the wind was so strong that a
part of the railroad bridge was blown.
down. Afreight train came along, and,
with frightful crash, went into the
water. Engineer and conductor per-.
ished, A girl, living in her fathers
cabin near by, bethOught herself that in
few moments the express train, laden
with passengers, would be along, and
she started with lantern toward a tele-
graph Office where the train did not
stop, so that the danger might be tele-~
graphed to the depot further on where
the train did stop, walked over one of
the beams still standing from the wreck.
of the bridge, got to the main part of it
which was open trestle-wOrk, and one
mis-step would have dropped her into
the raging torrent Amid the thunder
and the lightning and across the wild.
river, sometimes walking and sOme--
times crawling along on the slippery
rails, she got to the other side, but her
light had gone out. In five minutes theB
train was due, and the telegraph office
was mile away. Fortunately the train
was little late. The girl sped along
like the wind, with feet cut and
bruised, and painting in almost deathly
exhaustion she reached the telegraph
Office in time to shout "The bridge is
down w and then fell into an uncOn--'
CciOusness from which it seemed as if
she would never be resuscitated. The
telegraph message reached the next
station in time to warn the train, ands
so that brave girl saved the lives of a
multitude of passengers. Every street
is a track, every style of busi~
ness track, and every day is
a track and every night is track,
and muItitudes under power of tempta--
ton sweep on or down toward perils.
raging and terrific. God help us to go
out and stop the train Let us throw
up some signal, carry some message
through some lightning influence from
the throne of God arrest the downward
progress. Beware The bridge is
down, the chasm is deep, while the
Iightnings of God set the night of sin
on fire with this warning: He that
being often reproved hardeneth, his
neck shall be suddenly destroyed, and
that without remedy"