The Russellville Democrat., 1889-08-22
PRICE FIVE CENTS.

alcoholic drink, et that drop just touch the lost inebriate in the lost world, and
 he wouId spring to his feet and cry:
 That is ruml ahal that is rum P' and it would wake up the echoes of the damnedl
 "Give me rumi Give me ruml Give me rum w In the future world do not be- 1ieve that it will be the absence of God that will make the drunkard's sorrow; do not believe that it will be the absence
 of light; I do not believe that it will be the absence of holiness; I think it will be
 the absence of strong drink. Oh ! "Look not upon the wine when it is red, when it mov4th itself alright in the cup, for at She last, it biteth like
 serpent and it stingeth like an adder" But I want, in conclusion, to say one thing personal for do not like a sermon
 that has no personalities in it. Perhaps this has not had that fault already. I
 want to say to those who are the victims of strong drink that while I declare that there was point beyond which a man could not stop, want to tell you that while a man can 2ot stop in his own strength, the Lord God, by His grace,
 can help him to stop at any time. Years ago 1 was in a room in New York where
 there were many men who had been re- claimed from drunkenness. heard their testimony, and for the first time in
 my life there flashed out a truth I never | understood. They said:
 'We were victims of strong drin k. We
 tried to give it up, but always faile d; but somehow, since we gave our hearts to ChrfAt, He has taken care of us." believe that the time will soon come
 when the grace of God will show it's power here, not only to save mans soul, but his body, and reconstruct, purify, elevate and redeem it. Iyerily believe that although you feel graphing at the roots of your tongues au almost omnip-
 otent thirst if you will this moment
 give your heart to God He will help you by His grace to conquer. Try 1t. It Is your last chaL ce. I have looked off upon the desolatioh Sitting under my min-
 istry there are people in awful peril from ordinary circumstances; there is not one chance in five thousand that they will get clear of it.
 see men in this congregation of whom
 | must make the remark that, if they do
 not change their course within ten years
 they will, as to their bodies, lie down
 in drunkards' graves; and as to their souls, lie down in a drunkard's perdi-
 ton. know that it is an awful thing to say, but can't help saying it. Oh, be-
 ware You have not yet been captured.
 Bewarel As ye open the door of your wine closet to-day, may That decanter flash out upon you: Beware! And when you pour the beverage into the glass, in
 the foam at the top in white letters, let
 there be spelled out to your soul: 'tBewarel"
 When the books of judgment are open, l. arIa t,t,t tp Uat their doom, I want you to bear witness
 that I to day, in the fear of God, and in
 the love for your soul, told you with all affection, and with all kindness, to beware
 of that which has already exertod its in- fuence upon your family, blowing out | some of it's lights-a premonition of the blackness of darkness forever.
 Oh, if you could only hear this moment, Intemperance, with drunkard's bones,
 drumming on the head Of the wine cask
 the Dead March of immortal souls, me- thinks the very glance of wine cup would make you shudder, and the color
 of the liquor would make you think of 1 the blood of the soul. and the foam on
 the top of the cup would remind you of
 the froth on the maniac's lips, and you would go home from this
 service and kneel down and pray God that, rather than your children should
 become captives of this evil habit, you
 would like to carry them out some bright | spring day to the cemetery and put them
 away to the last sleep, until at the last
 call of the south wind the flowers would
 come up all oyer the grave--sweet proph-
 ecies of the resurrection. God has
 balm for such wound; but what flower
 of comfort ever grew on the blasted heath
 of a drunkard's sepulcher?