The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1888-07-30

made such bv their wives. That Is not
poetry. That is prose. But the wrong is
generally in the opposite direction. You
would not have 10 90 far TO tiud wife
whose life is perpetual martyrdom.
Something heavier than stroke Of the
fist; unkind words, staggcrngs home at
midnight, and constant matrcatmcut
which have left her only wreck OF what
she was ON that day when in the midst OF
a brilliant assemblage the VOWS were taken,
and full organ played the wedding march,
and the carriage rolled away with the ben.
ediction OF the people. What was the
burning Of Latimor and Ridley at the
stake compared with this2 Those men
soon became unconscious in the fire, but
here is a fifty years martyrlom, fifty
years putting 10 death, yet uncomplain.
ing. No bitter words when the rollickng
companions NJ . o'clock in the morning
pitch the husband dead drunk into the
front entry No bitter when wiping from
tho swollen brow the blood struck
ont in midnight carousal. Bend.
ing over the battered and bruised
form Of him, who, when he took
her from her fathers homo, promised love,
and kindness, and protection, yet nothing
but sympathy, and prayers, and forgive.
ness before they are asked for. No bitter
words when the family Bible goes for rum,
and the pawnbrukcrs shop gets the last
decent dress. Some day, desiring to evoke
the story OF her sorroNs, YOU saw "Wcll,
how are YOU getting along now 2' aud raj.
lying her trembling voice, and quctinghcr
quivering lip, she SAYS "Prrtty well,
thank YOU, pretty we'll" She never will
tell YOU. In the delrium of her last sick
ness shs may tell all the secrets of her life.
time, but she will not tell that Not until
the books Of eternity are opened on the
throne of judgment will ever bc known
what she has suffered OH yc who aio
twisting garland for tho victor, put IL on
that pale brow. When she is dead the
ncighboH will beg linen 10 make her II
shroud, and she will bc carried out in
plain box with no silver plate 90 tell her
years, for she has lived thousand years oi
trial and anguish. The gamblers aud
swindlers who destroyed her husband will
not come 20 the funeral. One carriage
will be- enough Tor that funeral -Onc car.
riagc 10 carry the orphans and the two
Christian women who presided over the
Obscquies. But there TX flash, and the
opening Of a celestial door, and shout
"l.ift up your head, yc everlasting gate,
aud let her come inl' And Christ will
step forth aud say: "Come in We suffered
with mc on earth, be glorifcd with me In
heaven" What II the highest throne In
hcaycn2 Nou say: "1hc throne OF the
Lord God Almighty aud the Lamb" No
doubt about Il. What IN the next highest
throne in heaven While speak It seems
to me that IL will hc the throne ul the
drunknrd's wife, II she with cheerful pa.
ticncc endured MI her earthly torture.
Heroes aud hcOincs.
find also In this roll the heroes oi
Christian charity We all admire tho
George Pcabodys and the james lcnoNcs oi
the EARTH who give tens and hundreds oi
thousands oi dollars to good objects
But am speaking this morning Of those
who, out Ol their pinchcd poverty, hclr
others OF such men NJ those Christian
| missionaries nt the west. who are living on
S25OOO year that they may proclaim
Christ to the people one of them, writing
20 the sccrctnry-in New York, saying ~
thank YOU for that 5000. Until ycstor.
tlay W. have had NO meat In our house iOr
three months. We have suffered terribly.
My children have no shoes this winter, ~
And oi thusr people who have only u half
loai Of bread, but give a piece Of tito others
Who are hungticr and ui those Who have
only dollar In their pocket, and give -
cents lo somebody else, and of that father
Nho wears shabby coat, aud Of that
mother who wears faded dress, that their
children may be well apparcllcd. You
call them paupcrs, or ragliuuilins, or Cinis
grants. | call them heroes and hcruines.
You aud ! may not know where they live,
or what their name h. God knows, aud
they have more angels towering over them
than you aud have, aud they will have q
higher seat m heaven.
They may have only a cup NJ cold water
10 give q poor traveller, or may have only
picked n splinter from under the nail oi a
child'E finger, Of have put only two mites
into the treasury, but the Lord knows
them. Considering what they had, they
did more than W. have ever done, aud
their faded dfcss will become a white robe
aud the small room will bo an eternal man.
sion, and the old hat will be- coronet oi
victory, and nll the applause Of earth
aud an the shouting Of heaven will bc
drowned out when God nscs up 10 give
his reward to those humble workers In
his kingdom, aud 10 sny 10 them. "Wcll
done, good and faithful servant" You
have all seen ~ heard oi the ruin of Met.
rose Abbey. | suppose in some respects II
IL the most cNguisits RUN ON earth. Aud
vet, looking nj Il ! was not w impressed
you may sct II down to bad taste, but !
was not ~ deeply stirred as ! WIS NJ a
tombstone at the foot oi that abbey, the
tombstone placed liy Walter Scott over the
grave Oi an old man Who had served him
Tor good many years Ia his house the
.taI .I.NtH
man tO stand there aud read II without
tears coming into his eyes, the cpiiaph
"Wcll done, good aud faithful servant
Oh, when our work ~ over will II be- found
that because oi anything We have done
for God, or the church, or suffering
humanity, that such nn inscription Is ap.
propnato for usl God grant Il.
Who are those who were bravcst and
deserved the greatest monument, Lord
Cayerhouse aud his burly soldiers, or
John Brown, the Edinburgh carrier and
his wiie7 Mr.. Atkins, the prosecuting
minister Of Jesus Christ In scotland, was
sccrutcd by John Brown aud his wife aud
Clavcrhouso rode up one day with his
armed men aud shouted Ia front 0i the
house John Browns little girl came out.
lie said 10 her "Wcll, miss, Is Mr.. Atkins
hcrc2" She made no answer, for she
could not bclray the minister Of the gospel.
"llal" Claycrhousc said, then yon arc q
chip Of the old block, are your have
something in my pocket for you. II II a
nosegay Some people call II thumb
screw. but call Il a no-egay." And he
got off his horse and hc put i on the little
girls hand, aud began 10 turn Il until the
bones cracked aud che cried. lie said.
"Don't cry, don't cry; this isn't thumb.
screw. this Ia n nosegay." And they heard
the child's cry, and the father and mother