The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1889-11-21

we who stand in the pulpit, and iii the
Office of Christian teacher, know that
there are certain styles of belief and
certain kinds OF behavior that will
lead to destruction as certainly as Paul
knew that If that ship went out of
Fair Havens it would GO to destruc-
ton. Rejoice, o young man, in
thy youth; and let thy heart cheer
thee in the days of thy youth: but
know thou that for all these things
God will bring thee into Judgment"
We may not know much, but we know
that.
Young people refuse the advice Of
parents. They say: Father is over
suspicious, and mother is getting old"
But these parents have been on the
sea of life. They know where the
storing sleep, and during their voyage
have seen thousand battered hulks
marking the place where beauty
burned, and intellect foundered, and
morality sank. They are old sailors,
having answered many signal of
distress, and endured great stress of
weather, and gone scndding under
bare poles; and the old folks know
what they are talking about. Look at
that man--in his cheek the glow of
internal fires. His eye flashes not as
once with thought, but with low pas
sion. His brain is sewer through
which impurity floats, and his heart
the trough in which lust wallows and
drinks. Men shudder as the leper
passes, and parents cry, "Wolfl wolff"
Yet he once said the Lords PRAYER at
his mothers knee, and against that in
iquitous brow once pressed a pure
mothers lip. But he refused her
counsel. He went where euroclydons
sea, while all bell echoed at the roar
of the wreck: Lost Pacificsl Lost Pa
cificsl
CHRISTIANS ALWAYS SAFE
Another lesson from the subject is
that Christians are always safe.
There did not seem to be much
chance for Paul getting out of that
shipwreck, did there2 They had not,
in those days, rockets with which to
throw ropes over laundering vessels.
Their lifeboats were of but little worth.
And yet, notwithstanding all the dam
ger, my text says that Paul escaped
be with Gods children. They may
be plunged into darkness and trouble,
but by the throne of the eternal God,
/ assert it, ''they shall all escape safe
to land"
Sometimes there comes storm
of commercial disaster. The cables
break. The masts fall. The cargoes
are scattered over the sea. Obi what
struggling and leaping on kegs and
hogsheads and cornbins and store
shelvesl And yet, though they may
have it SO very hard in commercial
circles, the good, trusting in God, all
come safe to land
Wreckers 70 out on the oceans
beach and find the shattered hulks of
vessels; and on the streets of our great
cities there is many wreck. Mainsail
slit with bankers pen. Hulks abeam's s
end on insurance counters. Vast cred
its sinking, having suddenly sprung
leak. Yet all of them who are God 5
children shall at last, through his good
ness and mercy, escape safe to land
The Scandinavian warriors used to
enemies they had slain. Even SO God
will help us, out of the conquered ills
and disasters of life, to drink sweetness
and strength for our souls.
You have, my friends, had illustra-
/ tons, in your own life, of how God
delivers his people. have had illus
! trations in my own life of the same
truth. / was once in what on your
Mediterranean you call a Euroclydon,
/ but what on the Atlantic we call a
cyclone, but the same storm. The
steamer Greece of the National line,
swung out into the river Mersey at
Liverpool, bound for New York We
had on board seven hundred, crew
and passengers. We came together
gers--Italians, Irishmen, Eng
lishmen, Swedes, Norwegians, Ameri-
cans. Two flags foated from the
masts-British and American en-
signs We had new vessel, or one
SO thoroughly remodeled that the voy-
age had around it all the uncertain
ties of trial trip. The great steam
er felt its way cautiously out into
the sea. The pilot was discharged
and, committing ourselves to the care
of him who hoitsth the winds in his
fist, we were fairly started on our voy.
age of three thousand miles. It was
rough nearly all the way-the sea with
strong buffeting disputing our path.
But one night, at eleven o'clock, after
the lights had been put out, cyclone
IA wind just made to tear ships te
pieces-caught us in its clutches. Il
came down so suddenly that we had
not time to take in the sails or TO faster
the matches. You may know that the
bottom of the Atlantic is strewn with
the ghastly work of cyclones. Oh
they are cruel winds. They have no
breath, as though they came up from
internal furnaces. Their merrimen
is the cry of affrighted passengers
Their play is the laundering of steam
ers. And, when ship goes down
they laugh until both continents heal
them. They go in circles, or, as
describe them with my hand-roll
ing onl rolling onl with finger o
terror writing on the white sheet o
the wave this sentence of doom: lie
all that come within this circle perish
Brigantines, go downl Clippers, g
dowul Steamships, go down." AM
the vessel. hearing the terrible voice
crouches in the surf, and as the water
gurgle through the matches and por
holes, it lowers away, thousands Q
. feet down, farther aud farther, unit
| at last it strikes the bottom; and all
peace, for they have landed. Helms
! man, dead at the wheell Engineer
dead amidst the extinguished furnaces
} Captain, dead in the gangwayi Pa
: sengers, dead in the cabin Buried /
! | the great cemetery of dead steamer.
| beside the City of Boston, the Lexins
. ton, the President, the Cambria-wai
t ing for the archangel's trumpet to spl
t up the decks, and wrench open til
| | cabin doors. and unfasten the hatche
| NIGHT TO TURN ONES HAIR WHITE
thought that ] had seen storms o
the sea before; but all of them togetht
|. might have come under one wing {
: ! that cyclone. We were only eight I
nine hundred miles from home, and
4 high expectation of soon seeing OF
@ friends, for there was no one ON boar
q SO poor as not to have a friend. b.
4 it seemed as If we were to be disal
q pointed. The most of us expect<
q then and there to die. There were nor
$ who made light of the peril, save tw
r One was an Englishman, and he W,
4 | drunk, and the other was an Amen
n can, and he was fooll OIL what
!: time it wasl A night 10 make one
. hair turn white. We came out Of u
q berths, and stood In the gangway, al
L looked into the Storage, and sat in u
; cabin. While seated there, we heal
!. overhead something like minute gun
n It was the bursting of the sails. v
held on with both hands to keep ol
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