The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-07-30


words when the family Bible goes for rum,
and the pawnbroker's shop. gets the last de-
cent dress. Some day, desiring to evoke
the story of her SORROWS, you say; "Well,
how are you getting along nov 9' and rally
ing her trembling voice, and quie:ing her
qulvering lips, she says; "Pretty well, |
thank you, pretty we'll" She never viii
tell you. In the dolirium of her last sick
ness she may tell all the secrets of n life
time, but she will not tell that. Not until
the books of eternity are opened on the
! thrones of judgment will ever be known
what she has suffered OH We who are
twisting a garland for the victor, put it on
that pale brow. When she is dead the
neighbors will beg linen to make her a
box with no silver plate to tell
her years, for she has lived "a
thousand years Of trial and anguish. The
| gamblers and Swndlers who destroyed her
| husband viii not como to the funeral One
carriage will be enough for that funeral
one carriage TO carry the orphans aud the
| two christian women who presided over tine
obSequieS. But there is a flash, and the
| opoung OF "A celestial door, and shout;
Lift up your head, ye everlasting gnte,
aud lot her come in" And Christ will step
! forth and say: Come in! Ye suffered
with me on earth, he glorifled with mo IN
heavon." " hat is tho highest throne in
heaven, You say: The throne of the
Lord God Almighty and the Lamb" No
doubt about it. What Is the next highest
throne in heaveul While | speak it seems
to me that 1t will be the throne of the
drunkard's wife, If she with cheerful pa
tience onduI cd all her earthly tortures.
Heroes and heroines.
find also in this roll the heroes of
christian charity. We ell admire tho
George Peabodys and the James Lenoxes of
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thousands of dollars 3D. good objects
But | am speaking tins morning of those
who, out of their pinched poverty help
othors-of such men as those christian mis-
| Slonaries at the west who are living on
$3.50 year tnat they may proclaim Christ
to the people, one Of them, writing to the
| secretary in New York, saving; 81 thank
you for that SO Until yesterday we have
had no meat III our house for three months.
We have suffered terribly. My children
have no shoes TINS winter" And of those
people who have only a balf loaf of brel
| but give a piece of 1t to others who are
hungrier; and Of those who have only a
scuttle of coal, but help othere to fuel; and
of those who have only dollar in their
pocket, and give twenty-five cents t. some
body else; 'ani Of that father who wears
shabby coat, and Of that mother who wears
! a faded dress, that their Chlldrel may be
well apparalled. You call them paupers,
| or rag imuilino, or enigrants. call them
heroes and heroines. You and | may not
know where they lve or what their name
| is. God knows, and they have more angels
| lowering over them than you and have,
and they will have n highe seat in heaven.
They may have only cup of cold water
| to give poor traveller, or may have only
picked splinter from under the nail of "a
chiid's finger, or have put only two mites
into the treasury, butthe Lord knows them
| Considering what thay had, they did more
| than we have ever DONE aud their faded
dress will become a white robe, aud the
small room will be an eternal mansion, and
| the old hat will he coronet of victory, and
| all the applause OF ear b and all the shout
| ing OF heaven will he drowned out when
| Goo risos up to give his reward to those
humble workers in his kingdom, and to
say TO them: "WeH done, good and faith
| ful servant" You have all seen or heard
of tie ruin of Melrose Abbey. suppose in
some respects it is the most exquisite ruin
on earth. And yet, looking at 1t | was not
| so impressed-yOu may sot it down to bld
taste-but | was not so deeply stirred AS
| was at Il tombstone at the foot of that abbey
the tombstone placed by Walter Scott
over the grave of an old man who had
served him for good many yoars in his
house-tho inscription most significant,
and defy any man to stand there and read
1t without tears coming into his eyes-thc
| epitaph: "We ell done, good and faithful
servant" OH whom our work is over, will
it be found that because Of anything we
have done for God, or the church, or suffer
ing humanity, that such an inscription is
appropriate for usi God grant it.
Who we're those who were bravest and
deserved tho greatest monument-Lord
! ClayerhouSe ana his burly soldiers, or John
Brown, the Edinburgh carrier, and his
| wifef Mr.. Atkins. the persecutel minister
| of Jesus Christ in Scotland, was secreted by
! john Brown and his wifo, and Claverhouse
rode up one day with his armed mon and
! shouted in front of the house. John Browns
| little girl came out He said TO her: "Wel,
| miss is MIR. Atkins hereW She made no
answer, for she could not betrty the min
ister OF ths Gospel "Haw Claverhouse
said, 'then you are a chip Of the old block,
are youf | have something in my pocket
| for you. II is a nosegay. Some people call
! it a thumbscrew but | call it n nosegay."
| And he got off his horse, and he put it on the
| little girls hand and began 70 turn 10 until
| the bones cracked, and she cried. He said p:
! Don't cry, don't cry; this isn't thumb
screw; this is "A noseSay." And they heard
the chlld's cry. and the fIther and mother
| came ont, and Claverhouse said: "Hal il
| seems that you three have laid your holy
heads together determined 10 die like all
the rest of your hypocritical, canting,
| SnlVell1ng crew; IHtneF tDau give up gOOQ
Mr.. Atkins, pious Mr.. Atkins, you would
| die. ! have a telescope with me that will
improve you vision," and he pulled ont u
pistol. Now" he said, ''you old pragmati-
cal, lest you should catch cold in this cold
morning of Scotland, and for the honor and
safety Of the king, 10 say nothing Of tho
| glory Of God and the good Of our souls,
will proceed simply and in the neatest and
| most expeditions style possible TO blow your
| brains OUT John Brown fell upon his
knees and began 20 pray. "Ah!' said
| Ciaverhouse, "Iook out, il you are going 10
pray: steer clear of tho king, the council
| and Richard Cameron" "Ol Lord" said
John Brown, ''since it seems 10
be thy will that should
leave this world for world
where can love thee better and serve
thee more, put this poor widow woman
| aud these hsiple.s fAtnerless children into
| thy hands. Wa have been together in
peace good while, but now wa must look
| forth 20 "A better meeting IN heaven, aad a.
/ for these poor creatures, bind-fOlded and
| infatuated, that stand before me, convert
| them bsiOre it be TOO lufe aud may they
who have SGT IN judgment ~ this lonely
/ place on this blessed morning, upon me,
/ poor, defenseiess follow creature--rnay
| they in the last judgment find that mercy
/ which they hhv0 fused b me thy most
] unworthy, but faithful servant Amen.
/ He rose aud said, Isabel the hour bus
/ come of which | spoke 20 you on tue morn
/ iug when 1 urouO,ad hand and heart tO Won .