The Ouachita telegraph. [volume] (Monroe, La.) 1865-1889, 1883-01-06
PREACHER EARNEs'S GOSPEL.
Thc Mountain EFanselist's Opinions of
Temperance Pledges and Sunday Laws.

The A-ountain Evargelis,'s Opinions OF
Temperance Pledges and Sunday Laws.
The mountain evangelist, Geo. O.
Barnes, talked to the Good Templars'
Temperance Union al Trenor Hall YES
terday afternoon.
"1 don't think l shall come here
another afternoon," he said at starting,
''fur l have no time to talk to Saints.
l wanted to see some of the dear sim
ners here. l wish every good saint
was turucd ou; of here today and the
hall packed with besol.ed and ruined
Isinners.''
Then he spoke of the absurdity of
strict Sunday laws. "Tht SO good long.
visaged saints,' said he, "prove their
position by Cling the I5,h chapter of
Numbers, the sblue law chapter OF the
Eible. = he children of Israel found a
poor man picking up chips on the SAB
bath day, and they pulled him in be-
fore Moses and Aaron. Oh, well, OF
course the Lord Wouldn't punish a
poor man for picking up few ciips
and Sticks, to keep the fire going that
warmed his sick wife and his children
End cooked the pot of poor porridge.
He wouldn't make those cruel laws ap.
ply TO this c..se. But stop. They took
that poor chap before Moses aud Aaron
and then they put him in ward until
they found out the mind of the Lord,
and the mind OF tho Lord was that
nau who had only picked up sticks
on blue law day should be taken out
and surely put TO dealh-slaiu without
mercy-stoned. And all the congre-
CATION brought him without the camp
aud stoned him with stones, and he
died. Now my friends, that is the
hardest, cruellcst sentence that ever l
heard Of. We are all Interested in JUS
tice, but to deal in tina: fierce way
with Il poor fellow who merely pick
ed up chips to make fire with was
awful. But the law said it, and the
law is law. Bah !! Praise the Lord,
I am not under law, and can pick up
chips and make a fire and wash nv
face on Sunday in spite Of an idiotic
law. am not under law. Lam uu-
der grace, and under no such fierce,
ferocious law. Let me tell those
straightforward, straight-laced, copper
bottoned, fierce Christians, WHO stick
at law aud chuck over grace, that
they are all wrong. You can't Chris
tianiza this world with a police,nau's
billy; and more, you can't stop rum
guzeling with paper pledges. You
have got to get Jesus, fiat footed, first.
Tue devil can and does break tens of
thousands of pledges. I'll find you
more drunkards that have taken the
pI; lge than thcse that haven't"
Then stamping his foot and waving
his arms he shouted. "IIell's full OF
blue ribbon men. Not that the tenn
perence organizations don't do good,
but they don't work on Il Christ basis.
l had II friend in Frankfort, Kentucky.
He was a fearful drunkard. He had
been upon drunk for a month, and
for fortnight he had not eaten NOR
sci Of solid food. He could not speak
or write his name, he was so drunk.
He came INTO my meeting stone blind
drunk, aud got right down there and
got Christ. He went down on his
knees in that drunken plight. and rose
up a sober man, and walked out of
that man who hadn't be an able to keep
food in his stomach for two weel-s ate
a hearty breakfast. That man next
day got a place at $1,000 a year. He
was Il drummer. After that he would
sell groceries five minutes aud talk
about Jesus five minutes. About Il
yea" after that he stopped with me
three weeks dcriug revival meeting
and didn't let his employers know
where he was. When they found him
out he said: Never you mind, l
won't get you left" And he did not.
The Lord just rolled in the trade on
him the next three weeks three times
bigger than any man ever did before
in those parts. And the Lord won't
ever let his servants get lett.
"Now, ! am telling you the truth
and you can bet on it. If ! am not,
thea Gods an impostor and / am u
liar. Now, you needn't think ] am
dragging myself by the hair of my
head VIXEN | confess my belief. You
never made bigger mistake in your
life. 1t just comes out like creased
lightning"
When the EVANGELIST closed his au.
dress there w?o applause, but he put
up his hands and shouted. "NO, no :;
please don't! For the LurG'S sake,
don't do that."-N Y. SIM.
Mr.. Morrison, of Illinois, SAWS there