The San Saba news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1873-1966, 1889-11-29

fools chuckle, and simpletons giggle, how few
people are natural and laugh The courte-
san and the hbertine go down the
street in beautiful apparel, while with
| in the heart there are volcanoes OF pas
sion consuming their life away. 1 say
these things not 70 create in you incredulity
and misanthropy, nor do ! forget there are
thousands Of people great deal better than
| they seem; but do not think any man is
prepared for the conflict of this life until he
knows this particular peril. Ehud comes pre-
tending TO pay his tax to King Eglon, and
while he stands in front of the King, stabs
him through with dagger until the haft
went in after the blade Judas Iscariot
kissed Christ.
Again, the street impresses me with the
fact that it Is a great field for Christian
charity. There are hunger and suffering, and
want and wrechedness in the country; but
these evils chiefly congregate in our great
cities. On every street crime prowls and
drunkenness staggers, and shame winks, and
pauperism thrusts out its hand asking for aims
Here want is most squalid and hunger is most
lean. A Christian man, going along a street
in New York, saw poor lad and he stopped
and said: MY boy, do you know how to
read and writer The boy made no answer.
The man asked the question twice and thrice:
Can you read and writer and then the boy
answered with q tear plashing on the
back of his hand He said in de
fiance: mo, sir; I can't read nor write
neither. God, sir, don't want me to
read and write. Didn't he take away
my father so long ago / never remem-
Der TO have seen him; and haven't l had
to go along the street to get something to
fetch home to eat for the folksy and
didn't l, as soon as l could carry a
basket, have to go out and pick I'D
cinders, and never have no schooling sir?
God don't wantme TO read, sir I can't read
nor write neither" Oh, these poor wanderers
They have no chance. Born in degra-
dation, as they get up from their hands and
knees to walk, they take their first step on
the road 10 despair. Let US 90 forth in the
name of the Lord Jesus Christ to rescue them.
If you are not willing to go forth yourself.
then give of your means; and il you are too
lazy 10 go, and if you are too stingy to help.
then get out Of the way, and hide yourself in
the dens and caves Of the earth, lest,
when Ckrist's chariot comes along, the
horses hoofs trample you into the
mire. Beware lest the thousands of the
destitute Of your city, in the last great day,
rise up and curse your stupidity and your
neglect. One cold winters day, as a Chris
tian man was going along the Battery in
New York, he saw little girl seated at the
gate, shiver1ng in the cold. He said to her:
MY child, what do you sit there for, this
cold dayp oh she replied Il am wait
ing-I am waiting for somebody TO come
and take care of men WHY said the
man, what makes You think anybody will
come and take care of YOU oh she
said, ''my mother died last week and was
crying very much, and she said: Don't
cry, my dear; though I am gone and your
father Is gone, the Lord will send somebody
to take care Of you Ny mother never told
lie; she said some one would come and take
care of me and I am waiting for them to
come" o yes, they are waiting for you.
g. I.
them in. 1t IS not the viii OF your Heavenly
Father that one Of these little ones should
perish.
Lastly, the street impresses me with the
fact that all the people are looking forward
l see expectancy written ON almost every face
l meet between here and Brooklyn Bridge or
walking the whole length OF Broadway.
Where you find thousand people walking
straight on, you only find one man stop
ping and looking back. The fact Is
God made us all TO look ahead be
cause we are immortal In this tramp
of the multitude on the streets I hear the
tramp of great host, marching and march
ing for eternity Beyond the Office the store,
the shop the street there is a world populous
and tremendous Through Gods grace me-
you reach that blessed place. A great throng
fills those boulevards and the streets are
a-rush with the chariots Of conquerors. The
inhabitants go up and down, but they never
weep and they never toll. \ river flows
through that city, with rounded and lu-ur-
ious banks, and trees of life laden with ever
lasting fruitage bend their branches 10 dip the
crystal. No plumed hearse rattles over that
pavement, for they are never sick With
Immortal health glowing in every vein they
know not how TO die. Those towers
of strength, those palaces of beau
ty, CLEAN il the light Of n sun
that never sets. Oh, heaven, beaUti-
full heavenl Heaven, where orr friends are.
They take no census in that city, for it is in
habited by "a multitude which no man can
NUMBER Rank above rank. Host above
host. Gallery above gallery, sweeping ali
around the heavens. Thousands of thou
sands Millions of millions. Blessed are
they who enter in through the
gate into that city. OH start for
it to-day. Through the blood of the
great sacrifice of the Son of God, take up
your march 20 heaven THE Spirit and the
Bride say come, and whosoeyer VIII. let him
come and taAe of the water Of life freely
Join this great throng marching heaven
ward. All the doors of invitation are open.
And saw twelve gates, and there were
twelve pearls