The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1888-01-18

6ucQ tnAC d man Cau bc1CS1y
perceive its effect ON the community. |
I hear it said on the street, 4 don't |
like Jones' exaggeration,' Ny broth |
er, wherein have I exaggerated? On |
what point? Have I said anything |
about the bar-rooms, anything about |
ungodliness in the church which |
isn't true! You'd have tarred and
feathered me and burned me up in
the streets if I'd told lie about you
in t. ling about your meanness.
Laughter Tn doing work for
God, and as God is my judge, if I
set such an example to my family OF
death and hell as some or you do I'd
never walk in the streets where I
could be seen again. It's time to
call halt.
While sin is a disease let me press
the question more practically on the
heart and conscience of every man
here to night. The worst thing a
man can commit in this world is to
sin deliberately against his own con-
science. If you sin when your con-
science bid you beware it is a stab
at your own life. And some are here
tonight who have no more con-
science on the question of morals
and right than any brute walking in
the streets ofyour city. Conscience
less! That man will curse around
all day and 60 home at night and
sleep as sound as any hog down in
the stock yards. [Laughter.] Ny
God! where is such q mans con-
science! I used to act mean, but I
never acted mean that I could sleep
that night. Yet some of you sin
against God and humanity and sleep
like hog, and eat like a hog the
next morning. And some OF you
church members sit with your heads
up on your pews like one OF the
saints of God waiting for the wings
to put out so you can hy to glory.
General laughter.1
A boy begins to dissipate and GO
, down. The mother follows that boy
, down, and down, and down to death
and even into eternity with her sym
pathy and prayers. She does it be
, cause q little of the nature O,
D God is poured right into her heart
. Take the wife. She married tn,
3 man of her love. Her husband be
t gins to dissipate and drags his wifi
and children down, and down, ane
Q down.
u If there's a thing in the world
r I have a quarrel with it's the whisk.
= business. CApplause.] II it drag
8 ged down men only I might tolerat
r it. But when it drags down wome1
! and children, and I see poor ittl
t ragged child have to face the worl
n and say, ''my father is a drunkard"-
I that is a scene to make the devil hin
% self hide his black face under hi
le wing and weep with horror. Al
l. plause.
O. How a man can preach in cit
II debauched by whisky without sa,
re ing something about it is q myste,
of to me.
I Here is a poor, pale-faced woma1
I toiling and working, making shir
ID at 60 cents a dozen. There
k enough real burning communism
ne shirts at 60 cents q dozen to bu
3. this country up some day, ma
be what tell you. CApplause ] 81
lis goes out to the gate and catches b
ok poor, bssotted, drunken, vagabol
a of husband by the arms and dra
mt him into the house. She bathes
st feyered, bloated face, and leans o,
all the bloated wretch and kisses b
a and prays God: Have mercy on
S. poor, drunken husband Whye ]
or cause little of the nature of G
Pc has been poured right into her he
ce! and she clings to that man. WI
ex- we preachers need is sympathy
out our fellow men. [Applause.l
OF You can not be Christian q
ard be connected with the liquor traf