Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1889-02-09

formed no companionships in the new
position she occupied, and her dress was
very plain sometimes it was very
shabby. After a while she was discharged
from the place for that reason, but no
reason was given. La answer to the
letter discharging her from the position,
she said: well, if have
failed 10 please. ] suppose it is my own
fault" She went here and there for
employment, and found none, and IN des-
p~eration and in dementia she ended her
life by suicide. Investigation was made
and il was found that out of her small
means She had supported her father, 50
years of age, and WAS paying the way for
her brother in Yale college on his way to
the ministry. 1t was found that she had
no blanket on the bed that winter, and
she had no fire on the very coolest day Of
oil the season. People found it out. and
there was a large gathering at the funeral,
The largest ever at any funeral in that
place, and the very people who had
scotled came and looked upon the pale
face Of the martyr, and all honor was
done her; but il was too late. Nicarious
sacrifice. All are thrilled with such in
stances as that. But many are not
moved by the fact that Christ paid His
poverty for our riches, His self abnega-
ton for our enforcement, and knelt on
the sharp edges of humiliation that we
might climb over His lacerated shoulder
into peace and heaven.
BE it ours TO admire and adore these
doctrines at which others jeer. Oh. the
depths Of the riches both of the wisdom
and knowledge Of God How unsearch-
able is His wisdom, and His ways are
past finding out oh, the height, the
depth, the length, the breadth, the in
finity, the immensely, the eternity of that
love, Let our earnest prayers go out in
behalf Of all those who scott at these
doctrines of grace. When the London
plague was raging, in the year 1865,
there was a hotel near the chief burial
place that excited much comment. Eng
land was in fright and bereavement. The
dead carts went through the streets day
aud night, and the cry: Bring out your
dead! was answered by the bringing out
Of the forms of the loved ones, and they
were put twenty or thirty in a cart, and
the wagon went on tothc cemetery; and
these dead were not buried in graves, but
in great trenches, in great pits. in one
| lll Lila DAild!S. Inc CdIlS WOlIl COlEIt
up, with their great burden Of twenty or
thirty, To the mouth Of the pit, and the
front OF the cart was lifted aud the dead
shot into the pit. All the churches in
London were open for prayer day and
night, and England was in a great an
guish. AT that very time, al a hotel, at
"a wayside inn near the chief burial place,
there was a group Of hardened men, who
sat day after day, and night after
night, disappearing God and imitat-
ting the grief-struck who went by to the
burial place, These men sit there day
after day and night after night. and they
scotled AZ men, and they sc1llcd at
women, and they scoiled at God. But
after a while one Of them was struck
with the plague, and in two weeks all Of
the group were down in the treI ca from
the margin OF which they had uttered
their ribaldry. My friends. a greater
plague is abroad ia the world. Millions
have died of it. Millions are smitten
with it nov Plague Of sin, plague of
sorrow, plague Of wrotChedness, plague
OF woe. And ConseCratcd men and
women from al christcnaOm are going
out trying 90 stay the plague and ale
viate the anguish. and there is a group of
men in this country base enough 10 sit
and deride the work. They scofI at the
Bible. and they scoff at evangelism and
they scofr at Jesus Christ. and they scoiI
at God. If these words shall reach them,
either while they are sitting here today,
or through the printing press, let me tell
them to remember the fate of that group
in The waysidc inn whitc the plague
spreads its two black wings over the
doomed ctty Of London. Oh, instead Of
being scotyers let us he diciplcs' blessed
is the man that walketh not II the coun-
sci Of the ungodly, nor stan icth IN the
way OF sinners, noT stitch in The seat of
the s|cOrnfu}."