The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1889-09-26

fools chuckle, and simpletons giggle, how few
people are natural and laugh, The oourte-
san and the libertine 60 down the
street in beautiful apparel, while with
In the heart there are volcanoes OF pas
sion consuming their life away. l say
these things not 10 create In you incredulity
and misanthropy, nor do l forget there are
thousands OF people great deal better than
they seom; 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 10 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 lscariot
kissed Christ.
Again, the street impresses me with the
fact that II Is great field for Christian
charity. There are hunger and suffering, and
Want and wrechedness in the country; but
these evils cnseny rongregate IN our great
cities. On every street crime prowls, and
drunkenness staggers and shame winks, and
pauperism thrusts out its hand asking for alma
Here want is most squalid and hunger is most
lean. Christian man, going along street
In New York, saw poor lad and he stopped
and said: MY boy, do you know how 10
read and writep The boy made no answer.
The man asked the question twice and thrice:
Scan you read and write" and then the boy
answered with tear FLASHING on tho
back Of his hand. He said in do
aance: "No, sir; l can't read nor write.
neither. God, sir, don't want me 70
my father so long ago l never remem-
ber to have seen him? and haven't had
to 60 along the street to get something 10
fetch home to eat for the folks' and
didn't !, as soon Us l could carry Q
basket, have to go out and pick up
cindcrs, and never have no schooling, sirs
God don't want me t9 to- read e sir cant read
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. Lot us go forth In the
name Of the Lord Jesus Christ to rescue them
II you are not willing to go forth yourself,
then give Of your means; and il You are too
lazy to 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 Christ's chariot comes along, the
horses hoofs trampls you into the
mire. Beware lest the thousands of tho
destitute Of your city, in the last great day,
rise up and curse your stupidity and your
neglect. One cold winters day, as Chris
tlan man was going along the Battery In
New York, he saw little girl seated at the
gate, shivering in the cold. He said to her:
my child, what do you sit there for, this
cold days "Oh," she replied, II am wait
ing-I am waiting for somebody to come
and take care of men "Whyh said the
man, what makes you think anybody will
come and take care of YOU" "Oh,h she
said, my mother died last week and was
crying very much, and she said: Don't
cry, my dear; thorgh | 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 / am waiting for them to
come" O yes, they are waiting for you
Men Of great hearts, gather them in, gather
them in. 1t is not the will of your Heavenly
Father that one Of these little ones should
perish.
Lastly, the street impresses mo with the
fact that all the people are looking forward
l see expectancy written on almost every face
meet between here and Brooklyn Bridge, or
walking the whole length of Broadway.
Where you find a thousand people walking
straight on, you only find ono 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 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 may
you reach that blessed place. A great throng
fills those boulevards and the streets arc
a-rush with the chariots of conquerors. The
inhabitants go up and down, but they never
weep and they never toll. A river flows
through that city, with rounded and luxur
ious banks, and trees of life laden with ever
lasting fruitage bend their branches to 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 beat
ty, CLEAN in the light of sun
that never sets. Oh, heaven, beauti-
full heaven Heaven, where our 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 all
around tho heavens. Thousands of thouA
sands. Millions of millions. Blessed are
they who enter in through the
gate into that city. Obi start for
It to-day Through the blood Of tho
great sacrifice of the Son of God, take up
your march to heaven. 1.-THE Spirit and the
Bride say come and whosoever will. let him
come and take or the water OF life freely"
Join this great throng marching heaven
ward. All the doors of invitation are open.
Sand saw twelve gates and there wers
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