The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1889-10-02

happy day? Do oil the people who snaKs
hands love each other? Are oil those
,, anxious about your health who inquire con
cerning it? Do all want to see you who ash
YOU to call9 DOES all the world know half
as much as it pretends to know? Is
there not many q wretched stock
of goods with brilliant show
window? Passing up and down these streets
to your business and your work, are you not
impressed with the fact that much Of society
is hollow, and that there are subterfuges and
pretensions? OIL how many there are who
natural and walk. While fops simper. and
people are natural and laugh. The courte-
san and the ibertine 30 down the
street in beautiful apparel, while with
in the heart there are volcanoes OF pas
sion consuming their life away. say
these things not to create in you increduhty
and misanthropy, nor do I forget there are
thousands of people great deal better than
they seem; but I 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
NhA
charity. There are hunger and suffering, and
want and wrechedness in the country; but
these eSII5 L--.euy .onE. oSute In our great
cities. On every street crime prowls, and
drunkenness staggers, and shame winks, and
pauperisra thrusts out its hand asking for aims.
Here want is most squalid and hunger is most
lean. A Christian man, going along street
in New York, saw a 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:
eCan you read and writes" and then the boy
answered with a tear plashing on the
back Of his hand. he said in de
neither. God, sir, don't want me to
read and write. Didn't he take away
my father so long ago never renem
Der to have seen him9 and haven't I had
to 90 along the street to get something to
fetch home to cot for the folks? and
didn't I, as soon as I could carry q
basket, have to 60 out and pick up
cinders, and never have no schooling, sir?
God don't t9 rfa s can't 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 to despair. Let us 60 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 If you are too
lazy to go, and If you are too stingy to help,
then get out Of the way and lt hide yourself IN in
when Christ'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 Chris
tian man was going along the Battery ir
New York, he saw little girl seated at the
gate, shivering in the cold. he said to her:
cold dayp "Oh," she replied, 81 am wait
ing-I am waiting for somebody to come
and take care of me-" 'Why." said the
man, ''what makes you think anybody will
come and take care Of you" oh" she
said, stny mother died last week and l was
CRYING very much, and she said: Don't
CIV, my dear; though I am gone and your
father is gone, the Lord will send somebody
to take care of you My 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.
Men Of great hearts, gather them in, gather
them in. 1t is not the will Of your Heavenly
Father thai one of these little ones should
perish. ., :,
Lastly, the street impresses me with the
fact that all the people arc looking forward.
see expectancy written on almost every face
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. Tho 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 world populous
and tremendous. Through Gods grace, may
you reach that blessed place. A great throng
fills those boulevards. and the streets are
a-rush with the chariots OF conquerors. The
inhabitants 60 up and down, but they never
weep and thew never toll. A river flows
through that city, with rounded and luxur-
ious banks and trees Of lifeladen 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 beau-
ty, gleam in the light OF 2 sun
that never sets; ro On, hsavfp on6s Ssaasa aTs
They take no census in that city, for it is in
babited by 70 multitude which no man can
number."' Rank above rank. Host above
host. Gallery above gallery, sweeping oil
around the heavens. Thousands Of thou
sands. Millions of millions. Blessed are
they who enter in through the
gate into that city. Oil start fol-
It to-day. Through the blood of the
great sacrifice Of the Son Of God, take NJ
Your march to heaven. 1.-THE Spirit and the
Bride say come. and whosoever will, let him
come and take 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"