The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1884-03-27
Practical Sympathy.

This is a very cold world, and most
people need sympathy. 1t was this fel-
low feeling that was shown in the rocky
defle between Jerusalem and Jerico in
Scripture time. There lay man who
had been set on by bandits, and in strug-
Cling to keep his property he had been
pounded and stabbed, and left for dead.
A priest came by, and looked on him,
and said within himself: "Why, there's
man fat on his back; guess he must
have got hurt. wonder what is the
matter with him. But l must hurry up
to the temple to look after the sacrifices.
Go along, you beast, and carry me up to
my temple duties" A Levite came close
up to the unfortunate, and looked at him
and said: "There is cash on his fore
head-what pity! There is stab un.
der his arm-what pity Dear me !
his clothes are torn off of him-what
pity! But I must be going for | lead the
choir in the temple service. Go along,
you beast, and carry me to my duties"
A. Samaritan, who by reason OF an old
national grudge, might have been ex-
pected to reject this robbed Jew, comes
up. He says: Chow terribly this man
is h.rt 1 see by his features he is
Jew, but what Of that, he is a man.
Whoap he shouts to the beast OH which
he rides. He gets off, goes down on one
knee and listens to the heart OF the
wounded man to find whether he has any
life left in him, and concludes he may
be resussitated. The kind Samaritan
takes out of his sack bottle of oil and
bottle of wine. With the wine he clari-
fes and washes out the wounds and prob
ably pours into his mouth some OF the
stimulant, and then with the oil soothes
the wounds. Probably tearing piece
of his own garment. he bandages the
wounds. Now the man sits up, pale and
weak, but thankful. The Samaritan
says: "You get on the saddle and |
will walk" With much gentleness and
great care the Samaritan helps him on
The beast and walks beside him. AS
they slowly moved on toward the tavern,
ever and anon the wounded man, hold.
ing on and balancing himself with all
his might. says to his benefactor, You
are very kind to let me ride while you
walk" Arrived at the tavern, the
Samaritan, with the aid of the landlord,
gets the wounded man dismcunted and
puts him to bed. The Samaritan stays
all night, and the next morning, having
gone in to see how the poor wounded
fellow s getting en-, g)cs up t. the lard
lord "Here is money 10 pay that mans
board and if his convalescence is slower
than anticipate, charge all the expences
to me. Good.morning all !! Go along,
you BEAST" says the Samaritan, but
little slowly, for that band of robbers
sweeping through this country may have
left some other man wounded and half
dead" Sympathy! Christian Sympa:
thy! How many men like that would
it take to warm up the cold world.
Famine in Zarephath everything
dried up. A widow with one child and
no food in the house but handful ct
meal. She is gathering sticks to make
fire to cook that handful, and then wrap
ing her child in her arms, die of starva-
ton. Here comes Elijah. bis two
black servants, the ravens, have stopped
waiting on him, and he is starving and
asks this woman for food. The handful
was to be divided among two, for herself
and her son. Now she resolves to d.
vide it among three. Come in, Elijah,
to the solemn table and take your third
of this last morsel How many women
like that would it take to warm up the
cold world?
On a rail train at the Southwest, re-
Gently, an engineer on locomotive saw
a train coming with which he must col.
lide. Resolved to stand at his post and
Try to slow up the train, he cried out to
the fireman: "Jump; one man is enough
on this engine" The fireman jumped.
The crash came. The engineer met
death at his post. How many men like
that engineer would it take to warm up
this cold world?
1t was this power Of sympathy that
Mrs. Fry carried into the :nsufferable
horrors of Newgate Prison, until i'm
precation and error and filth gave place
to cleanliness and repentance and prayer,
and reformed life. 1t was this that led
the ST tiers of Charity in 1868, on North
ern and Southern battlefelds, with med
icine and cordials and bandages for the
boys in blue and the boys in gray, who
were bleeding to death. The black bon.
net, with the edges pinned back, and
the white band On the forehead, may not
have met the demand of artistic elegance,
but you could not persuade the dying
soldier, thousand miles from home,
that it was anything but an angel that
looked him in the face.-FFank Leslie's
Sunday Magazine.
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