Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1886-05-07

Another temptation Of the newspaper pro
fessiOn is in the fact that no one seems to caro-
for their soul They feelit. They are looked
upon as professional in almost all assemble
ges. Il IA not expec ted that a man reporting
a sermon should be converted 10 God by that
sermon, or an editor discussing a religious
item of news in his editorial column should
by that observation and discussion himself be
saved. Oh, you say it is all professional.
If you tell me that the men of the newspaper
press are not saved in multitdes. and all
saved, then | say it is the fault Of the church
of God; it is because you do not expect them
10 come into the kingdom. And then l re-
member how one night in this church, in the
fourth seat from the platform, there sat a
journalist He had been sent to caricature
the services He came early. He looked
around and he saw that the shane of the
building was not the usual shape or
churches, aud he caricatured that After a
while the organ began its solemn roll end
that was fun to him, and he caricatured that.
After a while the pastor appeared on the
platform and he caricatured him. Then the
music went on and that was still more funny.
After a while the text was announced and
that was irresistible. Aud be was writing
on until the service was about half through,
and he said his hand began to tremble, and
ne hardly knew why it trembled, and he said
to himself: don't be coward; don't be af-
came here professionally He rallied his
strength and he concentred his energies and
he wrote on until he could write no more. and
he put his pencil in his pocket, put his head
down on the seat in front and began to pray,
and when at the close of the service we
asked all those who desired to be commended
to God in PRAYER to arise, he was the first one
that arose. Coming into the side room he
told us the whole story, and before the even
ing was past he declared himself on the Lords
side, and ever since, though
still in the newspaper profession,
ever since on Sabbath afte Moons he is preach
ing the gospel of Jesus Christ in hall hired
at his own expense. And the day will come
when the men of the newspaper profe sion
will come into the kingdom of God by scores
and by hundreds and by thousands. Tho
world will not be converted until they are
converted. They feel the sadness that none
seems to care for their souls. Many of them
were brought up by fine ancestry, and when
they left the parental roof, whoever regarded
or dsregarded, they went forth with fathers
benedicti0n and mothers prayer,
and oft times when they think Of those good
old times the tears fill the eye, and they go
down in this great roaring metropolis home
sick, and | say to any of them who may hear
me to-day and any to whom these words
shall come, God is your friend. He has q
heart large enough to take in al your annoy
dUCeS anu I'LL your HllSlOIluueS anu all Oul
distresses. Sometimes utterly disguised with
the world, its shams and its trials, you know
not which way to turn; but this day you
may have the mercy, the pardon, the
sympathy, the help of Almighty God if you
will ask for them. Hear it, Hear it. Some
years ago, at the foot of Canal street, New
York, body was found floating. As it was
being brought TO the morgue, they motto by
the contour of the forehead that the man had
AL. Il nasN,
his pocket reporters pad, lead pencil and
photogla ph of someone who long ago had
loved him well. He had entered the news
paper profession, things had gone wrong with
him, his health had failed he had
taken to artificial stimulauts to keep up, and
he had gone down, down. dowl until one
summer day, hot and weary and hungry and
sick and in DESPAIR, he flung himself from
the dock Death as it often does, had
smoothed out all the wrinkles, and smoothed
off all the care from his face, and it was
as it had been seven years before when he
had left the country home never to re-
turn. The heartless world looked through
the window of the morgue and said:
at is only an outcast;" but God said:
"That is a gigantic nature that persisted
because the world gave him no chance"
say to all men in the newspaper profession,
or in any wise allied to it, take God for your
DOTUlOu HOU OILY DSCdltSG vi Ullo DGISOudl
vantage religion will be to your own soul,
but because we want you more nightly in
tereSted in high christian endeavor. This
day lift your hand in oath of allegiance to
religion and philanthropy and patriotism.
On the plains of Judgment when you
look off upon the multitudes whom you
have influenced, may it be found
that many through your work
were induced to start on the high pathway
+hat lands tO the ppnOYn of ha1yaO Rattar~
in that day to have been an editor, and with
finger of type influenced the world and infu-
enced it wrong, that you had been a dun
geoned exile by the light of a window iron
grated on scraps of New Testament leaf
picked up from the hearth, spelled out the
story of Him who came to take away the sins
of the world. In eternity Dives is the beggar.
But we will all soon be through with writing,
speaking and publishing, and in all our pro-
LESSONS and occupations we will all soon be
through. What then? Our life is a
book. Our years are the chapters, our
months are the paragraphs, our days are tho
sentences, our imitation of others is the quo
tation mark our doubts are the interrogation
points, our desire of display a dash, death a
period, eternity the peroration. And where
will we spend it? Have you heard the news,
the tremendous news, news more thrilling
than anything that has come us in
the Journals for the past six weeksl
Not the sinking of the Oregon, but the
sinking of world, not the misfortune of a
man, but the overthrow of a race. Terrific
news But have you heard the good news9
Glad news from the throne of God. The
couriers of Heaven leaping from the palace
gate to carry the news the glorious news
that there is pardon for all guilt and COM
fort for all trouble. Set it up in double
loaded columns, and direct it to the whole
race A Scotch poet, insane on everything
but religion, wrote this beautiful but strange
rhythm:
God hath pardoned all my sin,
That's the news, that's the news,
feel the witness deep within,
That's the news, that's the news,
And since he took my sins away,
And taught me how to watch and pray,
I'm happy now from day to day,
That's the news, that's the news.
And now if anyone should say
"What's the news? what's the newsm
Oh, tell him you've begun to pray,
That's the news, that's the news.
That you have Joined the conquering band,
And now with joy at Gods command
You're marching to the better land,
That's the news, that's the news.
zone More Shoot EN-.
A young, half civilized son of the