Daily Yellowstone journal., 1888-06-03

hisiif N4's'h+ t's'.'A%'9 utCduae tuey were
so carly bercfL these are the lame who
took the prey.
A step further: There are those who
would Ike 10 Io good. They say: 'Ohl
Il | only had wealth, or, If had elo-
quence, or if had high social position,
how much l would accomplish for God
and the church, | stand here today TO
tell you that you have great opportuni-
ties for usefulness.
Who built the Pyramids? The king
who ordered them built. No: the plain
workmen who added stone after stone
and stone after stone. Who built the
dikes of Holland? The government that
ordered the enterpriseI No, the plain
workmen who carried the earth and
rung their trowel on the wall. Who are
those who have built these vast citiesl
The capitalistsG No; the carpenters. the
masons, the plumbers, the plasterers, the
timers, the roofers, dependent on a days
wages for livelihood. And so in the
great work OF assuaging human suffer-
ing and enlightening human ignorance
and halting human iniquiy. In that
great work, the chief part is TO be done
by ordinary men, with ordinary speech,
in an ordinary manner, and by ordinary
means. The trouble is that in the army
Of Christ we all want 10 be captains and
colonies and brigadier generals. Weare
not willing to march with the rank md
file and 10 do duty with the private sol
dier. We want to belong TO the reserve
corps, and read about the battle while
warming ourselves at the campfres, or
on furlough at home, our feet upon an
ottoman, we sagging back into an arm
chair.
As you go down the street you see an
excavation, and four or five men are
working, and perhaps twenty or thirty
leaning on the rail and looking over at
them. That is the way il is in the
church Of God today: where you find
one Christian hard at work, there are
fifty men watching the job.
Oh! my friends, why do you not 90 to
work and preach this Gospel You say:
% have no pulpit" You Lave. II may
be the carpenters bench. il may be the
mason's wall. The robe ia which you
are to proclaim this GOSPEL may be a
shoemaker's apron. But woe unto you
If you preach not this Gospel somewhere,
somehow If this world is ever brought
to Christ, il win be through the unanim-
Gus and long continued efforts Of men
who. waiting for no special endowment.
consecrate to God what they have.
Among the most useless people in the
world are men with ten talents, while
many a one with only two talents, or no
talent at all, is doing great work, and
50 ''the lame take the prey
There are thousands Of ministers of
whom you have never heard-in log
cabins az the west, in mission chapels at
the east-who are warning against the
legions of darkness, successfully warning.
Tract distributors, month by month un-
dermining the citadels Of sin. You do
not know their going or their coming;
but the footballs Of their ministry are
heard in the palaces of heaven Who
are the workers in our Sabbath schools
throughout this land today? Men cele-
brated, men brilliant, men of vast es-
tate? For the most part, not that at all.
! have noticed that the chief characters
tics of the most u those who are SUCCESS
full in the work is that they know their
Bibles. are earnest in prayer. are anxious
for the salvation of the young, and Sab
bath by Sabbath are willing to sit down
unobserved and tell of Christ and the
resurrection. These are the humble
workers who are recruiting the great
army Of Christian youth-not by might,
not by power, not by profound argument,
not by brilliant antithesis, but by the
blessing Of God on plain talk, and humble
story, and silent tear, and anxious look.
The lame take the prey"
Oh! this work Of saving the youth Of
our c0uGtry-how few appreciate what
il isl This generation tramping on to the
grave-we will soon all be gone. What
next!
An engineer on a locomotive going
across the western. prairies day after day,
saw a little child come out in front Of a
cabin and wave TO him; so he got in the
habit of waving back 10 the little child,
aud IL was the days Joy TO him to see
this little one come out in front of the
cabin door and wave to him, while he
answered hack.
One day the train was belated and IL
came on TO the dusk Of the evening. As
the engineer stood at his post he saw bv
the headlight that little girl on the track,
wondering why the train did not come,
looking for the train. knowing nothing
OF lis peril. A great horror seized upon
the engineer He reversed the engine.
He gave il in charge of the other man on
board, aud then he climbed over the en-
gine, and he came down on the cow
catcher. He said, though he had re-
versed the engine, it seemed as though
1t were going at lightning speed. faster
and faster, though IL was really slowing
up, and with almost supernatural clutch
he caught that child by the hair and
lifted II up, and when the train stopped
and the passengers gathered around "a
see what was the matter, there the old
engineer lay, tainted dead away, the
little child alive and in his swarthy
arms.
"Ohr' you say, "that was well done" "
But ! want YOU 10 exercise some kind.
ness and some appreciation toward tbose
in the community who are snatching the
little ones from under the wheels OF
temptation and snatchiug them from
under LAUNDERING rail trnins ~ eternal