Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1886-07-02

willing 20 sell them all into eternal bondage.
i hate that strong drink. Do not tell me a
man can be happy when he knows that he IS
breaking his wiie's heart and clothing his chill
dren with rags. Ali there are thousands Of
children to day on the streets of the city andon
the roads Of the country. unkempt, uucombed
and uncared for Want written on every
patch of their garments and on every wrinkle
of their prematurely old face. They would
have been in the house of God and as well
clad as any Of you but for the fact that their
fathers were drunkards They went down
and took their families with them, as they
always do. There is not an assemblagU in
tne Umtet States to-day in which there
are not women who are fighting the battle
for bread alone. Tbs man who promised
fidelity, the man who was ordained as the
head of the household is DESTROYING himself
and destroying all those dependent upon him.
Oh Rum, thou foe of God, thou despOiler of
the human race, thou recruiting officer Of
hell hate thee
Bat the negle { takes deeper tone when
tell You that it despoils--ths evil despoils the
soul The Bible indicates again and again
that if our hearts be unchanged and we go
into the other world unregenerate, our evil
appetites and passions 60 with us and there
torment us. In this world the man could
borrow or steal five cents to get that which
slaked his thirst for little while but in
]
Dives wanted drop of water The inebriate
wants rum. Where shall it come
! from! Who will brew it, Who will mix it,
Who will fetch it, Millions of worlds now for
the dregs which the young man slung out on
! the sawdusted floor of the restaurant Mil
| lions of worlds now for the rind pitched out
from the punch bowl of the earthly banquet.
Dives wanted water. The iuebrate wants
rum. IL spirit from the lost world should
come up for some work in a grogshop and
then go back, taking one drop on his infer
nal wing, and that one drop on the
! fends wing could be put ON the tip of the
tongue of the lost inebriate, however small
the drop, if it only have the snzack of alco-
! holic liquor, that one drop on the inebriates
/ tongue would make him cry: AHA! ahal
that is ruml" 1t would wake up all the
echoes of the damned, as they cry: "Give
me rum give me rum!" do not think the
sorrow of the inebriate in the next world will
| be the absence of God or the absence OF
/ light or the absence of holiness; it will be
the absence of rum. / say it to the working
classes of America, and l say it to all bust
| ness classes, to. all these merchants, to all
these men whether they toll for living with
brain, or hand, or feet, you ought to quit
! your strong drink have nothing to do with
! it. look not upon the wine when it is red,
when it moveth itself Alright in the cup, for
at the last it biteth like a serpent and it
| stingeth like an ADDER Oh, think it is about
time for another women's crusade. such as we
! had seven Or eight years in Ohio. when thirty
/ women went at and cleared all the gropShopS
| out of town of thousand inhabitants
thirty women surcharged with the Holy
Ghost, their only weapons prayer and song,
and many a grogshop was closed as they
came up, the owners saying: snow, don't
come here and pray and sing, we'll close up"
II thirty women surcharged with the Holy
Ghost could clear out rum from a
village of thousand inhabitants, three
thousand consecrated women Of Brooklyn
in the strength of Almighty God banding to-
gether and going FORTH could in six months
clear out at least three rourthS or the grog-
shops. and if the three thousand should band
together, and they had no other leader, l. a
minister of the most high God, would offer
my services, and l would come out in front
of them and would say: "Come on,
come on with your prayers and your songs
and your Christian entreatieS, come on!
Some Of you will take this left
wing Of the enemy, and others of you will
take the right wing of the enemy. For
ward! the Lord Of Hosts is with us, the God
of Jacob is our refuge. Down with the
dramshops down with the grogshops. ZAP
plause.) All! my friends, rather than your
applause, let it be your prayers to Almighty
God that this beloved city the pride of our resi-
dence, may have the awful curse of strong
drink lifted. Not waiting for those mouths of
| hell, the grogShopS, to be closed start you
on your duty for if 1 said few moments ago
that there was point beyond which if a
man went he could not stop, | have to tell
you that the Lord God Almighty by His
grace can help any man to STOP | was over
in one Of the meetings in New York where
there was a large number of reformed drunk
ards, and | had revelation made to me
there that l never before understood.
The substance of the testimony of twenty or
thirty people was this: eve were the vic
tins of strong drink. We tried to quit. We
could not. Wemade failure. We belonged
to all sorts of societies and we tried to get
after while we found God and gave our
hearts to Him. We have been greatly
changed. Not only have our hearts
been changed, but our bodies have
been changed. We don't feel the thirst any
more. We don't have the temptation
Not only can the grace of Christ change
the heart, but it can recuperate and
change the body, and though to-day
you feel at the roots of your tongue the crav-
ings of a mighty thirst, call on God and He
will rescue you. You cannot do it your
self. He can. He can. And if you have
only began to go astray, if it is a
matter of luxury to you: when the liquor
pours into the cup, whether it be golden
chalice or pewter mug, want you oh men,
to read in the foam on tn ton of the cup in
whiteSt letters the word, "Beware" But
go right on as some of you are going and
Ill ten years you VIII as TO your BODY lie d0WL
in a drunkard's grave, and as toyour immor
tai soul you will lie down in drunkardS
hell. 1t is an awful thing to say, but | an
compelled to say it. Oh, whom the books OF
Judgment are opened. and ten million drunk
ards come up to get their >om, [ want yo@
to testify that this day, in all kindness and
love and plainneSs | warned you to beware Of
the influences which have already reached
your home and are putting out some of it
lights, q premonit!on of darkness for
e err Oh, that to-day you might heaI
incompetence with drunkards' bones on thu
too of the liquor cask drumming the daaC
march of immortal souls And then the sigh
of wine glass would make you shudder
and then the color Of the liquor would re
mind you of the blood of the slain, and tn
foam on the cup would make you think o
the froth or the maniac's lip, and you woul
go home from this service to kneel dow
and pray Almighty God that rather tina
your children should become victims of sue
a habit you might carry them out to th
cemetery and put them down to the la:
sleep, until all over their grave would con
the fiowers-sweet prophecies of the resu
rection God hath balm for such wounC
but tell me, tell me, tell me- what flower
comfort ever grew on the blasted heath Of
drunkard's sepulchrel
Dreaming of Thee.
. Ill IN