Telegram-herald., 1889-11-18

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q lie wreck. LIST Paciacs. Lost Paciaos
TaE sAFsrY os CHRISTIANS
Another lesson from TIE slbjec. Is that
CHRISTIANS are always safe
Teers di1 not seem II o. much chance for
laul getting out of that sili "a reC D. ald theres
r.sv hsd uot. u those DAYS, recLcts with
akllh t3 throw ropss over foundering YES
ssf. Their hfeboaIs were of but httle wortn
And yer. uo-alt4s stanQing ali the danger, nay
tsxt sars that Paul escaped SIZE u land. And
81 il Nil always be With Gods children
Tbsv may be plunged into darkness and
trouble hat rs the throne o. the Eternal
GoI. assert il, they shall al escape safe 10
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Sometimes there comes storm Of CONNER
cial disaster. The oa5ies break. The masts
fai The eergoes are scattered over the sea-
Cat what slrUs cling aild leoping on kegs,
rld hOgsheads and corn bins, and store
shclvesl And yet, though they may have 1t
50 very hard ~ commercial circles the good,
trusting Ia God, all come safe 70 land
Wreckers 20 Out on the oceans beach and
find the shattered hulks Of vessels. ani on
the streets 81 our great cities there is many a
wreck Ma.nsau slit with bankers pen
Hulks abeam's end Oh Insurance counters.
Vast credits sinking, having suddenly sprung
d leak Yet all II them who are Gods chill
dren shall az las, through His goodness and
mercy, escape safe 70 land The Scandns-
Wan warriors used 70 drink wine out Of the
skulls Of the enemies they had slain. Even
50 viii God help us, oUt Of the conquered lis
and disasters Of lie, 10 drink sweetness and
strength for our souls.
You have, my friends, hel Illustrations in
your own life OF how God delivers his peo-
pie / have had Illustrations in my own life
Of the same truth. | was once in what on
Your Hediterraneen you call a Euroclydon,
but wha on the Atlantic we call a cyclone
but the same storm. The steamer Greece Of
the National line swung out into the river
Mcrsey at Liverpool, bound for New York.
We had on board seven hundred, crew and
passengers. We came together strangers
Italians, Englishmen, Irishmen. Swedes, Nor
wegians. Americans. Two Aags foatcd
from the masts- British and American en-
signs. We had a new vessel. or one 50 thor
ouShly remodeled that the voyage had around
1t all The uncertainties of a trial trip.
The great steamer felt its way eau
tiously out into the sea. The pilot
was discharged, and, committing ourselves
10 the care Of him who holdeth the winds in
his fist we were fairly started on our voyage
of three thousand miles. II was rough nearly
an the way, the sea with strong bulfeting
disputiug our path. But one night at II
o'clock, after the lights had been put out,
cyclone-a wind just made to tear ships to
pieceS-caught US in it's clutches. 1t came
down so suddenly that we had not time
to take in the sails or TO fasten the matches.
You may know that the bottom Of the At
lantic is strewn with the ghastly work OF
cyclones. Ohl they are cruel winds. They
have hot breath, as though they came up
from Internal furnaces. Their merriment is
the cry of affrighted passengers. Their play
ship goes down they laugh until both conti-
nents hear them. They go in circles, or, as
! describe them with my hand-roiling oni
rolling on with finger Of terror writing on
the white sheet of the wave this sentence
of doom: Let all that come within this
circle perishl Brigantines, go down. Clip
pers, 60 down. Steamships. go DOWN. And
the vessel, hearing the terrible voice, crouches
in the surf, and as the waters gurgle through
the matches and portfolios it lowers away,
thousands OF feet down, farther and farther,
until at last it strikes the bottom: and all is
peace, for they have landed. Helmsman,
dead at the wheel! Engineer, dead amidst
the extinguished furnaces! Captain, dead in
the gangwayl Passengers dead in the cabin!
Buried in the great cemetery Of dead steam
ers, beside the City OF Boston, the Lexington,
the President, the Cambria-waiting for the
nrchangel's trumpet 70 split up the decks. and
wrench open the cabin doors, and unfasten
the matches.
PERILS NOT TO DE MADE LIGHT or.
thought that had seen storms on the sea
before; but all Of them together might have
come under one wing Of that cyclone We
were only eight or nine hundred miles from
home, and in high expectation of soon seeing
our friends for there was no one on board 50
poor as not 10 have a friend. But 1t seemed
as if we were TO be disappointed. The most
Of US expected then and there to die. There
were none who made light Of the peril, save
two: one was an Engishman, and be was
drunk, and the other was en- American, and
he was a fooll OH what a time IL was a
night 70 make ones hair turn white We
came out of tho berths and stood in the gang
way, and looked into the steerage, and sat in
the cabin While seated tysre we heard
overhead something like minute guns. II
was the bursting Of the sails We held on by
both hands 70 keep our places Those who
attempted tOcross the floor came back bruised
and gashed Cups aud glasses were dashed
10 fragments; pieces Of the table getting
loose swung across the saloon. 1t seemed as
IL the hurricane took that great ship Of thou
sands Of tons and stood it on end,
and said: Shall sink It, or let it
20 this onceT And then 1t came
down with such force that the billows tram
pied over it. each mounted q fury. We
felt that everything depended on the propel
ling screw. II that stopped for an instant,
we knew the vessel would 'all of into the
trough Of the sea and sink and so we prayed
that the screw. which three times since lesv-
ing Liverpool bad already stopped, might not
stop now. Oh how aIxlously we listened
for the regular thump of the machinery. upon
which our hves seemed TO depend After
awhile some one said. The scrsv is stopped .
70. its sound rad only been overpowered by
the uprosr II the tempest, and We brsathed
easter again when ve heard toe regular pull
sations n the oveFtasked machinery. going
thump thump, thump At 3 O'Clock IN TIE
morning the water coverei tha ship from
Prov ~ stern. and the skyiighfs gave
vav' The deluge rushed in, and We felt
that ono o~ two more waves Ike that must
swamp rls forever. As the water rolled back
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