The clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1883-1888, 1885-08-05

sweet sermon. but he was rotton oil
tdog. Laughter. There is a good des
in knowing how far log is rotten, the,
| you can tell how far bullet viii go in
Some people are so rotten about her
you can threw a bullet through ther
with your hand No need shoot at al
| Laughter.
Lcentiousness God keep our couu
try pure. Young man, never adyanc
farther toward a young lady than vol
would have another young man ad
| vance toward your sister; never ad
| vance toward another mans daughte
| farther than you would have anothe
man advance toward your daughter
God keep US in our places There ar
some parents in the world that j
they knew some things would open thei
eyes aud weep tears of blood.
TaE SIN OF iNrRNpERANCE.
The last sin we take up this evening
as we have already kept,you longer thar
we intended-nearly sn hOur-but nov
Il word or two on one more proposition
aud We will leave it with you. This i
the sin of intemperance. Oh, brother
when We strike that sin We have got al
all-absorbing theme, and if | hao
strength and YOU had patience could
stand here until daylight tomorrow and
discuss this sin.
Oh. the sin of intemperance. Look
at that tramp. tramp, tramp, the boys
are marching sixty thousand every year
into drundarks' graves. And as this
sixty thousand this year 90 down into
drunkards' graves, the recruiting officers
of hell are recruiting this army from
our boys. That boy of yours, that boy
of ours, is marching into the ranks TO
fill them up, and in less that ten years
from to-day your boy will step down
and out yonder to a grave and fill q
drunkards grave and drunkard's S hell.
Sensation. My sir, listen at me. 1t
Is no longe question OF dollars and
cents; It is no longer question of how
mach msney is wasted: it is no longer a
question of how many bushels of grain
are distilled into whisky, but it is a
question of blood aud Death and hell.
These wives are getting tired of seeing
their boys stagger into drunkard' ;
graves These mothers are getting tired
of seeing their boys stagger into drunk
ards graves. Oh, Lord God, deliver
our land from the sin of intemperance
T"Amen."l
Bob Ingersoll-I don't know whether
he ever told any truth but one, but he
told that one when he said that whisky
is Gods worst enemy and the devils
best friend. Now, sir, there is nothing
truer than that. Husband, hear me
to-day. Stop your drinking. That
drinking father-oh, sir, you perpetuate
the appetite with your life. As soon as
your little boy is born he is half
drunkard already. If your wife was a
dram drinking woman, the day your
little boy saw the light was the day he
was born whole drunkard. God save
US from perpetuating the thirst for this
fearful stuff on our progeny that shall
follow on our heels.
THE PREACHERS EXPERIENCE.
Drunkenness-if any man has right
to speak on this subject have. drank
and drank, but before | was dissipated |
came to Kentucky, the blue grass region
of Kentucky, and married a rasy-
checked, good girl. | moved her to nay
own State. | began to dissipate, and
from bad to worse | went on until in
three wears of life of dissipation, hope
had died ont of her heart and the bios
SOM had died out of her cheek, and |
have said many time ] would give all
the world if I could just see that rose
back in my wife's face one more time,
but in her struggles and in her efforts
she PRAYED many night when | was
stupid and unconscious upon my bed.
/ went on and on, but want to look you
in the face to-day and | tell ycu | have
no child living that ever looked me in
the face when ! wasn't sober man.
Thank God for that! One little girl, Just
~ months old when she died-God took
her TO Heaven, and | sometimes think
that the sweetest thing Bickersteth ever
said was where he says a babe in Heaven
shall be babe forever, and | think that
about little Beulah in that bright world.
She is the only one of my children that
ever saw me intoxicated, and God took
her and she is safe | have thought if |
ever do get to Heaven | would fall on
my knees and tell the angels, This
precious one saw her father an in
toxicated man." Oh, brother no one of
my other children shall ever say, Il saw
my father intoxicated" No, sir! no,
sir no, sir They shall never say that.
am going to live and die a sober man,
God being my helper. | know that the
appetite follows a man that was once
addicted to it, and it has been told me
that it follows the man to his last breath
ing moment. | am not safe yet.
don't know whether / am safe forever or
not, and | will not count myself safe
forever until my wife kisses my cold lips
in death and my spirit has gone home
10 God. God save me from any appetite
that will debauch me in time or ruin
me in eternity.