The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1886-11-11
Our Evening Sermon

VA SAtAAlS AAl SAl
"It will make paupers. s."-Jackson Dog
gery-Keeper.
When the Salvation Army came to
Jackson, it was received with something
of a feeling of curiosity. 1t was a new
thing. Many of our citizens. if not all of
them, had read of the doings of the Army,
and the method of conducting work, but
still there was curiosoty. When, there
FORE the first jingle of Capt Bruckers
tambourine was heard in our streets, it
created something of a sensation. There
was religious interest manifested by
people who had never belonged to any
Church organization, and many who had
been for years members of different
Churches. The meetings started off with
rush. Great numbers joined, and in the
course of two or three weeks fully one
hundred persons were marching through
the streets, singing their peculiar songs.
Good citizens everywhere rejoiced at the
apparent good the Army was doing, for
men Joined it and went to praying who
had for years been strangers to anything
like religion. Here was chance, then to
get men to sober up, and begin to think,
which could not be found in any other
channel Certainly, every citizen of the
town should rejoice at anything which
seemed to indicate reformation in man
kind
But, strange as it may seem, there was
opposition aroused at once. Why, you
think strange that anybody should object
to anybody else being saved? Not in the
least strange when you understand it.
Some of US remember reading of the
agony of Judas over the terrible waste of
costly ointment when Mary annointed
the Savior. "Why not sell this costly
ointment and give the proceeds to the
poor?" asked the sly Judas. This is the
same gentleman who afterward sold out
the Savior for a small amount of money.
Thus there were those who saw great
waste of money in the small collection
thrown into the tambOurines of the Sal
vation Army. "The poor needed it.!
Now, let's look after the poor. Here we
come first to the Salvation Army. Here
are number of men in neat attire with
clean, smoothly-shaven faces, and wear
ing smiles of genuine happiness. Here
are the wives, daughters, sisters and
sweet-hearts of these men, all singing the
songs of zion, and offering up prayers and
praises. An air of sobriety, religion, pur-
ity, seems to hang about the place as COM
pared with the place we are about to Wis
it.
Now let us take q look at the poor who
are suffering by the money wasted upon
the Salvation Army. We pass by anum-
ber of business houses where active, sober
young men are busy with their duties,
and We enter the den of "the poor" Here
we find him behind long counter, over
which crawl, meditatively, countless
host of half lf-drunken flies. Up from the
tobacco-marked floor come the fumes of a
dozen compost-heaps; there is an air of
gloom, and loneliness, all about the spot
| which seems to whisper in our ears that
| this is the abode of the damned; there
| sits "the poor" in waiting for the pittance
which he believes will come before long
from somebody; his eyes resemble
a couple of sore spots upon horses back
his head resembles frost-bitten onion
his nose is boiled lobster; his mouth is
a beer-sink; his breath is a miasmatic
blast from a deadly stencil pool; his move
ments are those of the swill-fed hog which
| gruntingly crawls up to receive the al
lowance of swill daily brought to it. That
is, the movements, not the social standing
of the hog. The business of this poor
man is to poison better men than himself
in order to get away from them the mon
ey which belongs to their families. While
we stand in the presence Of this awful
picture, the Salvation Army marches
past the door; the men do not come in
as they once did; instead of the jingling
of glasses, they march by jingling their
| tambourines, and singing "We Shall End
This War Down By The River" "Har
says the poor man, "der citizens moost pc
| plind of der own inderest. Dem vellers
vos daken all der monish vrom der pees-
ness of der down, and gif it nit der Ar
my. Dey make paupers NIT der down.!
| Well, if remaining sober, buying food
and clothing for your families, and devot-
| ing your spare moments to the love OF
your families and the Lord, makes paup-
ers, then we pray for an army of paupers.
| So with the Temperance movement now
achieving glorious results in this town.
1t is running the business of the town
that is, the Devils business. When the
| glorious army of young men-buSiness
men and school boys, come up to active
| Temperance work, it is not to be wonder
| ed at that the Devils agent becomes dis
couraged, and thinks the business
is to be ruined. The keeper ofthe man
| trap feels that the old topers haye
| been pretty well plucked, and looks
to the coming men, the young men, as his
harvest. ripening for garner in the near
future. When an insurmountable wall
of christianity is built around this field
of growing grain, shutting out the thief
of virtue and despoiler of character, he
squirms. and warns the dear people that
their business is being ruined.
The doggery-keeper understands the
intelligence of the people. The brains of
sober man lie in his head and he cannot
be made to believe that nothing is right
unless it stinks. There is a Temperance
sentiment in this community that is grow
ing, constantly and steadily, and the young
men are falling in with the movement.
AT last the people are taking the stand
that the business of poisoning men and
robbing their families is horrible and con-
temptible, and ought to be treated as such.
The brutal fiend who would crush the
soul of sickly mother and wife, and tear
the last morsel of bread from the mouths
of hungry children and the last shred of
clothing from their backs in order to keep