The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1889-03-22

you can, and it rs all lost you are not -
blame; you did the best You could; but do
not come into the delusion which has
ruined so many men, of thinking because
a thing is in their possession, therefore 1t
is theirs. You have a solemn trust that
God has given you. In this vast assem-
blage there may be some who have mis-
appropriated trust funds. Put them
back, or, if you have so hopelessly in
volved them that you can not put
them back, confess the whole thing
to those whom you have wronged, and
you will sleep better nights, and you viii
have the better chance for your soul.
What q sad thing 1t would be if, after you
are dead, your administrator should ma
out from the account books, or from the
lack Of vouchers, that you were not only
bankrupt In estate, but that you lost your
soul. II all the trust funds that have been
misappropriated should suddenly fly to
their owners, and all the property that
has been purlOined should suddenly go
back to its owners, it would crash into
ruin every city in America.
A clustering young man arrived at a
hotel in the West, and he saw man on
the sidewalk, and in a rough way, as no
man has a right to address q labOrer, said
to him;
"Carry this trunk upstairs"
The man carried the trunk upstairs
and came down, and then the young man
gave him quarter of dollar which was
marked, and instead Of being twenty five
cents it was worth only twenty cents.
Then the young man gave his card to the
laborer and said:
''You take this up to Governor Grimes;
1 want to see him.
''Ah," said the laborer, 81 am Governor
Grimes"
'Ohs" said the young man, ''you-I-
excuse me-"
81 was much impressed by the letter
you wrote me asking for a certain Office
in my gift, and had made up my mind
you should have it; but young man who
would cheat a labOrer out Of FIVE cents
would swindle the Government of the
State If he got his hands on it. 1 don't
want you. Good morning, sir"
1t never pays. Neither in this world
nor in the world to come will it pay.
I do not suppose there ever was better
specimen of honesty than was found in
the Duke of Wellington. He marched
with his army over the French frontier,
and the army was suffering, and he hard
ly knew how to get along. Plenty Of
piunder all about, but he commanded
none Of the plumber to be taken. He
writes home these remarkable words:
We are overwhelmed with debts. and can
scarcely stir out OF my house on account Of pub
lie creditors, waiting to demand what is due 70
them.
Yet at that very time the French peas
antry were bringing their valuables to
him to keep. A celebrated writer says OF
the transaction:
Nothing can be grander or more nobly orig
inal than this admission. This old soldier,
after thirty years service, this iron man and
victorious general. established in an enemy's
OF tho hoo Of ~ 4
afraid OF his credtorsl This is kind of fear
that has seldom troubled conquerors and in
vaders, and doubt II the annals Of war pre-
sent any thing comparable to its sublime sim
plicity.
Obi is it not high time that we preached
the morals of the Gospel, right beside the
faith of the Gospel? Mr.. Froude, the cell
ebrated English historian, has written Of
his own country these remarkable words:
From the great house in the City OF London
to the village grocer the commercial life OF En-
gland has been saturated with fraud. So deep
has it gone that a strictly honest tradesmen
can hardly hold his ground against competition.
You can no longer trust that any article you
buy is the thing which 1t pretends to be. We
have false weights, false measures. cheating
and shOddy everywhere. And yet the clergy
have seen all this grow up in absolute indifer-
ence. Many hundreds of sermons have heard
in England, many dissertation the mys-
teries of the faith, the divine mission of the
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theory OF good works, and verbal inspiration,
and the efficacy OF the sacraments; but, during
all these thirty wonderful years, never one that
| L can reconect on common honesty.
Now, that may be an exaggerated state
ment of things in England, but am very
certain that in all parts of the earth we
need to preach the mOralities of the Cos
pei right along beside the faith of the
Gospel.
Ny hearerl What are you doing with
that fraudulent document in your pocket?
My other hearerI How are you getting
along with that wicked scheme you have
now on foot? Is that spool ticketv you
have in your pocket? Why, o young man,
were you last night practicing in copying
your employers signature? Where were
| you last night? Are your habits as good
as when you left your fathers house? You
had a Christian ancestry, perhaps, and
/ you have had too many prayers spent on
| you to go overheard.
DR.. Livingstone, the famous explorer,
was descended from the Highlanders, and
/ he said that one of his ancestors, one Of
| the Highlanders, one day called his farni-
ly around him. The Highlander was
/ dying; he had his children around his
death-bed. He said: SNOW, my lads, /
have looked all through our history as far
/ back as 1 can find it, and I have never
| found a dishonest man in all the line, and
| blood. You have no excuse for doing
wrong. My lads, be honest"
All, my friends, be honest before God
be honest before your fellow men, be
| honest before your soul. If there be those
here who have wandered away, come
/ back, come home, come now, one and all,
not one exception in all the assemblage,
come into the kingdom of God. Come
back on the right track. The door of
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/ God is full of compassion. Come home 7
Come homei Oh 1 would be we'll satisfied
If 1 could save some young man this
/ morning, some young man that has been
/ going astray and would like to get back.
! L am glad some one has set to music
/ that scene in August of 1881, when a
young girl saved from death whole rail
train of passengers. Some Of you re-
member that out West in that year on a
stormy night, hurricane blew down part
of a railroad bridge. A freight train
came along and it crashed into the ruin,
and the engineer and conductor persisted.
There was a girl living in her fathers
/ cabin near the disaster, and she heard
/ the crash of the freight train, and she
| knew that in few moments an express
train was due. She lighted a lantern and
clambered up on the one beam of the
wrecked bridge on to the main bridge,
/ WAANA was 0LoStle WoTAs ana started
/ to cross amid the thunder and
/ the lightning of the tempest and
the raging of the torrent beneath. Ono
/ misstep and it would have been death
/ Amid all that horror the lantern went out
! Crawling sometimes and sometimes walk
ing over the slippery rails and over the
/ trestle work, she came to the other side of
the river. She wanted to get to the tele-
| graph station, where the express train did
not stop, SD that the danger might be tele-
/ graphed to the station where the train did