Daily Yellowstone journal., 1889-11-03

has TO raise a great deal of money, and
raise it quickly. He borrows on word
and note all he car borrow. Afte' a
while he puts a mortgage on his house.
After a while he puts a second mort
gage on his house. Then he puts a
lien on his furniture. Then he makes
over his life insurance. Then he as
signs all his property. Then he goes
to his fathcr-in-law and asks for help!
Well, having failed everywhere,
completely failed, he gets down on his
knees and says; 20 Lord, | have tried
everybody and everything, now help
me out of this financial trouble" He
makes God the last resort instead Of
the first resort. There are men who
have paid ten cents Oh a dollar who
could have paid Il hundred cents on Il
dollar if they had gone TO God in time.
Why, you do not know who the Lord
is. He is not an autocrat seated far
up in a palace, from which he energies
once year, preceded by heralds swing.
ing swords 10 clearth the way. No. But
a father willing, at our call, To stand
by us in every crisis and predicament
OF life.
| tell you what some of you bust
ness men make me think of. \ young
man goes Off from home TO earn his
fortune. He goes with his mothers
consent and benedictiou. She has
large wealth; but he wants To make
his own fortune. He goes far away,
falls sick, gets out of money. He
sends for the hotel keeper where he is
staying, asking for lenience, and the
answer he gets is: IF you don't pay
up Saturday night you'll he removed
to the hospital" The young man
sends TO a comrade in the same build.
ing. No help. de writes to Il banker
who was a friend of his deceased
father. No relief. He writes to an
old schoolmate, but gets no help.
Saturday night comes, and he is
moved to the hospital.
Getting there, he is frenzied with
grief; and he borrows a sheet of pa
per and a postage stamp, aud he sits
down, and he writes home, saying:
Dear mother, | am sick unto death.
Come" 1t is ten minutes of 10
o'clock when she gets the letter. At
10 o'clock the train starts. She rs five
minutes from the depot. She gets
there in time TO have five minutes to
spare. She wonders why a train that
can go thirty miles an hour cannot
60 sixty miles an hour. She rushes
into the hospital. She says: my
son, what does all this meanl Why
didn't you send for met You sent TO
everybody but me. You knew /
could and would help you. Is this
the reward | get for my kindness to
you alwaysi" She bundles him up,
takes him home, and gets him well
very soon.
Now, some of you treat God Just as
that young man treated his mother.
When you get into q financial per
plexity, you call on the banker, you
call on the broker, you call on your
creditors, you call on your lawyer for
legal counsel; you call upon every
body, and when you cannot get any
help, then you go to God. You say:
20 Lord | come to Thee. Help me
now out of my perplexity." And the
Lord comes, though it is the eleventh
hour. He says: "Why did you not
send for me before! AS one whom
his mother comforteth, so will | com.
fort you" 1t is TO throw us back
upon an all comforting God that we
have this ministry of tears.
IT MAKES Us SYMPATHETIC.
Again, it is the use of trouble to
capacitate us for the office of SWIM
pathy. The priests, under the old dis.
pensation, were set apart by having
water sprinkled on their hands, feet
and heads; and by the sprinkling of
tears people are nov set apart 10 the
Office Of sympathy. When we are in
prosperity we like TO have a great
many young people around us. and
we laugh when they laugh, and we
romp when they romp, and we sing
when they sing; but when we have
trouble We like plenty of old folks
around. Whyi They know how TO
talk. Take an aged mother, 20 years
OF age, and sh9 is almost omnipotent
in comfort. Whyi She has been
through it all. At z o'clock in the
morning she goes over to comfort a
young mother who las Just lost her
babe.
Grandmother knows all about that
trouble. Fifty years ago she felt il.
AT IL o'clock Of that day she goes over
20 comfort a widowed soul. She knows
all about that. She has been walking
in that dark valley twenty years. At
4 o'clock in the afternoon some one
knocks at the door wanting bread.
She knows all about that. Two or
three times in her life she came 10 her
last loaf. At 10 o'clock that night she
goes over to sit up with some one Sc
verely sick. She knows all about il.
She knows all about fevers and pleu-
risies and broken bones. She has been
~doctoring all her life, spreading plas-
tiers, and pouring out bitter drops, and
shaking up hot pillows, and contriv-
ing things TO tempt a poor appetite.
Doctors Abernethy and Rush and Ho-
sack and Harvey were great doctors,
but the greatest doctor the world ever
saw is an old Christian woman. Dear
mel Do we not remember her about
the room when we were sick in our
boyhoodl Was there any one who
could ever so touch q sore without
hurting iti
And when she lifted her spectacles
against her wrinkled forehead, so she
could look closer at the wound, il was
three-fourths healed. And when the