The intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1887-1891, 1889-04-13

he had acquaintance, with barely enough
to keep him a couple of weeks. He had
been tenderly raised; perhaps l should
say too tenderly, and was not used to
earning his living, ami Iund it extremely
difficult to get any position that he was
capable of filling. After many vain eff
forts i'm this direction he t, und himself on
Suudry evening in Brooklyn near your
church with about 10 left of his small cap
ital. Providence seemed to lead him to
YOUR door, and he determined 10 go in and
hear you.
HE told me his going to hear you that
night vas undoubtedly the turning point
in his life, for when he went into church
he felt desperate, but while listening to
your discourse his better nature got the
mastery. | truly believe from what this
Young man told me that your sounding the
depth of his heart that night alone
brought him back to his God, whom he
was so near leaving"
The echo, that is, of multitudes in the
house. Inmnotp preaching an abstraction,
but a great reality. o! fricndless young
man. o! prodigal young aian. o! broken
hearted young man, | commend you to
Christ this day, tbs best friend n man ever
had. He meets you this morning. Yon
have come here for this blessing. Despise
not that emotion rising in your soul; it Is
divincly lifted. Look into the face of
Christ. Lift one prayer to your fathers
God, to your mothers God, and get the
pardoning blessing. Now, while l speak,
YOU are at the forks of the road, and this
is the right road and hat is the wrong
road, and l see you start on the right road.
One Sabbath morning, at the close Of
my service. 1 saw a gold witch of the
world-renowned and deeply -lamented via-
Iinist, Ole Bull. You remember he died
in his island home off the coast of Nor
wav. That gold watch he had wound up
day after day through his illness, and
then he said TO his companions: Now l
want to wind this watch ms long as l can,
and then when l am gone l want you to
keep it wound up until it gets to my
friend, DIR Doremus, in Now York, and
then he will keep it wound up until his
life is done, and then l want the watch to
go to his young son, my especial favorite."
The great musician, who, more than any
other artist, has made the violin speak
and sing and weep and laugh and triumph
for it seemed when he drew the
bow across the strings as il all earth and
heay en- trembled in delightful sympathy
the great musician, in a room looking OFT
upon the sea, and surrounded by his
f~ayorite instruments OF music, louded his
eyes In death. While all the world was
mourning at his departure, sixteen
crowded steamers fell into line of funeral
procession to carry his body to the main
land. There were fifty thousand of his
people gathered in IN amphitheater of
Mills waiting to hear the eulogium, and it
was said when the great orator of the day
with stentorian voice began to speak, the
fifty thousand people on the hillside burst
into tears.
OF that was the close of a life that had
done so much to make the world happy.
But l have to tell you, young man, il you
live right and die right, that was a tame
scene compared with that which will greet
you when from the galleries of Heaven
the one hundred and forty and four thou
sand shall accord with Christ in crying:
"Well done, thou good and faithful SER
want"
And the influences that on earth you
put in motion will go down from genera
ton to generation. the influences you
wound up handed TO your children, and
their children until watch and clock are
no more needed to mark the progress, be-
cause time itself shall be no longer.