The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1889-08-02

thirty men and women to look after these
poor wounded fellows. AS they came,
some from one part Of the land, some
from another, no one asked whether this
man was from Oregon, or from Massa-
chusetts, or from Minnesota, or from New
York There was wounded soldier, ard
the only question was how to take of the
rags most gently, and put on the bandage
and administer the cordial And when
soul comes to God He does not ask where
you came from or what your ancestry
was. Healing FOR all your wounds, par
don for all your guilt, comfort for all
your troubles.
Then, also, counsel you, if you want
to get back, to quit all your bad associa-
tiOns. One unholy intimacy will fill your
soul with moral distemper. In all the
ages of the church there has not been an
instance where man kept one evil assO'
ciate and was reformed. Among the FOUR
teen hundred millions of the race not one
instance. Go home o-day, open your
desk, take out letter paper, stamp an en-
veIope, and then write letter something
like this:
'My Old CompaniOns-I start this day
for Heaven. Until 1 am persuaded you
will join me in this, farewell"
Then sign your name and send the let
ter with the first post. Give up your lad
companions or give up Heaven. 1t is mol
ten bad companions that destroy a man,
nor five bad companions, nor three bad
companions, but one. What chance IS
there for that young man 1 saw along the
street, four or five young men with him,
hating in front of a grog shop, urging
HIM to go in, he resisting-viOlently re-
sisting-until after awhile they forced
him to go in3 It was a summer night and
the door was left open, and saw the
process. They held him fast, and they
put the cup to his lips, and they forced
down the strong drink. What chance is
there for such a young man?
l counsel you also seek Christian adj
vice. Every Christian man is bound to
help you. First of all, seek God; then
seek Christian counsel. Gather up all the
energies of body mind and sodl, and, ap-
pealing to God for success, declare this
day everlasting war against all drinking
habits, all gambling practices, all houses
of sin. Half and-half work will amount
to nothing; it must be a Waterloo.
Shrink back now and you are lost.
Push on and you are saved
A Spartan General fell at this
very moment of victory, but ha
dipped his finger in his own blood and
wrote on a rock near which he was dya
ing, "Sparta has conquered" Though
your struggle to get rid Of sin may seem
to be almost a death struggle, you can
dip your finger in your own blood and
write on the Rock of Ages: "VictOry
through our Lord Jesus Christ" oh,
what glorious news it would be for some
Of these young men to send home to their
parents. They go to the pOst-off1ce every
day or two to see whether there are any
letters from you. How anxious they are
to hear.
Some one said to a Grecial General:
t'What was the proudest moment in your
life?" He thought moment, and said:
1.-THE proudest moment in my life was
when 1 sent word home to my parents
that had gained the victory" And the
prOudest and most brilliant moment in
your life will be the moment when you
can send word to your parents that you
have conquered your evil habits by the
grace of God and become eternal victor.
Oh, despise not parental anxiety The
time will come when you will have
neither father nor mother, and you will
go around the place where they used to
watch you and find them gone from the
house, and gone from the field, and gone
from the neighborhOod. Cry as loud for
forgiveness as you may over the mound
in the churchyard, they will not answer.
Dead DeadI And then you will take out
the white lock of hair that was cut from
your mothers brow just before they buried
her, and you will take the cane with
which your father used to walk, and you
will think and think and wish that you had
done just as they wanted you to and
would give the world if you had never
thrust a pang through their dear cid
hearts.
God pity the poor young man who has
brought disgrace on his fathers name!
God pity the young man who has broken
his plOtherSs heaTtl Rattar if he had
never been born-better if, in the irst
hour of his life, instead of being laid
against the warm bosom of maternal
tenderness, he had been cofined and
sepulchered. There is no balm powerful
enough to heal the heart of one who has
brought parents to a sorrowful grave and
who wander about through the dismal
cemetery, rending the hair and wringing
the hands and crying: Mother! motherV
Oh, that to- day, by all the memories Of
the past and by all the hopes of the future
you would yield your heart to Godi Ma
your fathers God and your mothers Go
be your God forever!