The west Tennessee star. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1888, 1888-08-31

and deepest gulf Of hell, and be the un-
dermost and most detected and the low
est down vassals Of perditionl Aud Mar
tin Luther so far forgot himself as to
say, in. regard to his theological oppo-
nents:
''Put them in whatever sauce you
please, roasted, or fried, or baked, or
stewed, or boiled, or hashed. they are
nothing but asses"
All, my friends, If John Milton or MAR
tin Luther could come down to such sour
rility, what may you not expect from less
elevated opponents? Now, the world
sometimes takes after them; the news
papers takes after them; public opinion
takes after them; and the unfortunate
man is lied about until all the dictionary
Of BilIinsgate is exhausted on him. You
often see a man whom you know to be
good, and pure, and honest, set upon by
the world and mauled by whole consul
mites, while vicious men take on a super
cilious air in condo "a alton of him; as
though Lord Jeffreys should write an es-
say on .gentleness, or Henry VIII. talk
about purity, or Herod take to blessing
little children. $3.50 -
Now a certain amount OF persecution
rouses a mans defiance stirs his blood
for magnificent battle and makes him
fifty times more o man than he would
have been without the persecution. So it
was with the great refOrmer when he
said: d.
81 viii not be put down; viii be
heard"
And so it was with Mi11iard, the preach
er. in the time of Louis XI. When Louis
xI. sent word to him that unless he
stopped preaching in that style he would
throw him into the river, he replied:
Tell the King that willsreach Heaven.
sooner by water than he will reach it by
fast horses"
certain amount of persecution Is a
tonic and inspiration, but too much of It,
and too long continued, becomes the rock
Bozez, throwing a dark shadow over a
mans life. What is he to do then? Go
home, you say. Good advice, that. That
is just the place for a man to go when the
world abuses him. Go home. Blessed be
God for our quiet and sympathetic homes.
But there is many q man who has the
reputation of having home when he has
none. Through unthinkingness or pre-
cipitation, there are many matches made
that ought never to have been made. An
officiating priest can not alone unttes a
couple. The Lord Almighty must pro-
claim banns. There is many a home in
which there is no sympathy and no hap-
piness and no good cheer. The clamor Of
the battle may not have been heard out
side, but God knows, notwithstanding all
the playing of the 'sW edding March" and
ali the odOr of the orange blossoms and,
the benedietiOn Of the officiating pastor,
there has been no marriage. bGE
Sometimes men have awakened to find
on one side of them the rock of persecu-
ton, and on the other side the rock Of do
nestle infdellty. What shall suoh an
one dor Do as Jonathan did-chmb. Get
up the heights of G ODDS cons o1atiOn, from
which we may look down in triumph up
on the outside persecution and home
trouble. While good and great John
Wesley was being si1enced by the, magis-
trates, and having his name written on
the board fences of London in doggereI,
at that very time his wife was making
him miserable as she Conducting as
though she were possessed with the devil,
as suppose she was; never doing him a
Kindness until the day she ran away, so
that he wrote in his diary these words:
81 did not forsake her; have not dis
missed her: viii not recall her"
Planting one foot, John Wesley did,
upon outside persecution. and the other
foot on home trouble, he climbed into the
heights of Christian joy, and, after
preaching forty thousand sermons and
travelling two hundred and seventy thou
sand miles, reached the heights Of Heav-
en-, though in this world he had it hard
enough
A sharp rock on the one side, and sharp
rock on the other.
Again, that woman stands in the crisis
of the text, who has bereavement and a
struggle for a livelihood at the same time.
Without mentioning names, I speak from
observation. All, it is hard thing for a
woman to make an honest living, even
when her heart is not troubled, and she
has fair cheek and the magne tism Of an
exquisite presence. But now the hus-
e. l.
penses of the obsequies have absorbed
all that was left IN the savings bank; and
wan aud wasted with weeping and watch
ing, she goes forth--ag grave, a hearse, q
coffin, behind ber-to contend for her ex =
istence and the existence of her children.
When I see such a battle as that open I
shut my eyes at the ghastliness OF the
spectacle. Men sit with embroidered
slippers and write heartless essays about
won ems wages; but that question is
made up of tears and blood, and
there is more blood than tears.
Oh, give women free access to all the
realms where she can get a Hveli-
hood, from the telegraph office to the
pulpit Let mems wages be cut down
before hers are cut down. Men have
iron in their souls and can stand it. Make
the way free to her of the broken heart.
May God put into my hand the cold, Bit
ter cup Of privation, and give me nothing
but a windoWless hut for shelter for many
years, rather than that after am dead
there should go out from my home into
the pitiless world a woman's arm to fight
the Gettysburg, the Austerlitz, the Water
| loo of life, for bread. .~Ei
And yet how many women there are
seated between the rock of bereavement
on the oneside and the rock of distribution
on the other, Bozez and Senah interlOck-
ing their shadow and dropping them
upon her miserable way.
There is a sharp rock on the one side, and a
sharp rock on the other side.
What are Is ch to do? Some chow, let
them climb up into the heights OF the
glorious promise:
Leave thy fatherless children; will pre-
serve them alive, and let thy widows trust in
Or get up into the heights of that other
glorious promise.
The Lord preserveth the stranger and re-
lieyeth the widow and the fatherless.
O, ye sewing women on starving wages.
| o, We widows turned out from the once
| beautiful home. . o, ye female teacher 8,
kept on niggardly stipend. o, ye despair
ing women, seeking IN vain for work,
wandering along thes docks and thinking
| to 4hrow yonrself ipao Che river last nj ght
| o, ye women Of weak nerves and aching
sides. aud short bFeafh and broken heart,
yon nesd sonlethipg more than human
lssympathy you need sthe sympathy of
| God. Climb up into His arms. He knows
it all, and He. loves you more than father,
or mother, or husband ever could or ever
did; and instead of sitting down, wiring
| ing your hands in despair, you had better
begin to climb. There are heights Of con-
ISOLATION for you, though now there 10 a
sharp rock on the one side, and sharp
rcck on the other side"
Again, that man is in the crisis Of the
| text who has a wasted life on the one side
| and an Illuminated eternity on tbs other.
Though man may all his life have cult
| ured elaboration and self poises If he
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