The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1889-02-13

strange and beautiful to sag, his eye struck
upon this passage: Neither DO ! condemn
thee; go and sin no more" She said; 1T
isn't possible that is tnernn "Yes," he
said. sithat is there" He held it up before
her diving eyes, and she said: 20, yes. see
it for myself; accept the promise: Meth
or do condemn thee; 60 and sin no more"
IN few hours her spirit sped away to the
Lord that gave it. and the new convert
preached the funeral sermon. The man who
a few days before had been blasphemer
and a drunkard, and hater Of all that was
good, he preached the sermon. That is re-
generation, that is regeneration! If there
are any dry husks in that where are theyl
All made over again by the power OF the
grace Of God.
A few years ago ship captain came IN
here and sat under the gallery. he came IN
with g contempt for the church Of God and
with an especial dislike for Talmage. When
an opportunity was given he arose for
prayer, and as be was more than SIX feet
high, when he arose for prayer no one
doubted that he arose That hour he be-
came Christian. He went out and told
the ship owners and the ship commanders
what great change had been wrought IN
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brought to God through his !Hstrumcnta!ity.
A little while after his conversion he was
on ship off Cape Hatteras i'll thick and pro-
longed fog, aud they were at Their WIS
| ends and knew not what 10 DO. the SNIP
drifting about hither and thither, aud they
lost their bearings; and the converted sea
captain went to his room and asked Goa 1or
the salvation Of his ship, and God revealed
to him while he was on his knees that at q
certain hour only little way Off, the fog
would lift; and the converted sea captain
came out on the deck and told how God had
| heard his prayers. He said: 1T Is all right,
boys, very soon now the fog will lift: men
| tioning the hour. \ mau who stood there
| laughed aloud in derision at the idea that
God would answer prayer; bat at just me
hour when God had assured the captain the
fog would lift there came fash Of lightning
through the fog and the man who had Jeered
and laughed was stunned and tell to the
deck. The fog lifted Ionder was Cape
Hatteras lighthouse The ship was put on
the right course and sal ed On TO the harpor
| in safety.
When in seaport the captain spends most
of his time in evangelical work He knees
| down by one who has been helpless in the
| bed for many months, and the next q ay She
walks forth in the streets well. He kneeis
beside one who has long been decrepIt, and
| he resigns the crutcheS. He kneelS oeside
one who had not seen enough TO be able to
read for ten Years, and she reads the BtHle
that day. Consumptions Coaway, and those
| who had diseases appalling to behold come
up to rapid convalescence and to complete
health am not telling you any thing sec
ond handed. have had the story from the
| lips Of the patients in this very house, those
| who were brought to health of body While
at the same time brought to God. No sec
ond-handed stcry this. / have heard the
testimony from men and women who have
been cured. You may call 1t falth-cure, or
you may call it the power OF God coming
down in answer to prayer; l do not care
what YOU c al it, it is a fact. The scoffing
sea captain, his heart full CT hatred for
Christianity, now becomes a follower OF the
meek and l3wly Jesus. giving ell the time TO
evangelica. labors or all the time he can
spare from other occupations mat Is re,
generation. that is regeneration. Man all
made over again.
"There is your absurd doctrine Of v!cari-
Gus sacrifice" say these men who have
chewed up the little book Of creeds and have
the consequent embittered stomach: vi
carious sacrifice! Let every man suffer Tor
himself. Why do want Christ to suffer
for mel pll suffer for myself and carry my
own burdens" They scoff at the idea OF vi
carious sacrifice, while they admire 1t every
where else except in Christ. People see its
beauty when mother suffers for her Child.
People see its beauty when patriot suffers
for his country People see its beauty when
man denies himself for friend. They can
see the beauty ofvicarious sacrifice IN every
one but Christ.
A young lady in one of the literary insti-
tutions vas teacher. She was very retl-
cent and retired in her habits, and She
formed no companionships in the new posi-
ton she occupied, and her dress was very
plain-sometimes it was very shabby. Al;
ter while she was discharged from the
place for that reason, but no reason was CIV
en-. In answer to the letter dlscharglng ner
from the position, she said: We'll, II have
failed to please, l suppose 1t Is my own
fault" She went here and there ior emil
ployment, aud found none. and in cespera-
| tion and in denentia she ended he" lie by
suicide InrestigatioAWaS mhde, ana Twas
| found that out OF her small rlcanS she had
supported her father, eighty years OF age
and was paying the Way OF her ofother IN
| Yale College on his way to the ministry. II
| was found that she had no BLANKET On tEe
! bed that winter, and she had 40 fire on the
very coolest day of all the season. People
| found it our, ard there was a large gather
| ing at the funeral the largest ever al any
| funeral in that place. and the very people
| who had scotfed came and looked upon that
pale face Of the martyr and aii honor was
| done her; but it was too late. ElcarlouS
sacrifice, All are thrilled with such IL
| stances as that. But many are not moved
by the fact that Christ paid his poverty for
our riches. his self-abneGat:on for our en-.
| thronement, and knelt on the sharp edges Of
| humiliation that we might cIimD over MS
| lacerated shoulder into peace and Heaven.
| Be it ours TO admire and adore these Goc-
| triacs at which Others leer. o. the depths
of the riches both OF the wisdom and knoWl-
edge of God! how unSearchablc is his Wis
5oxo oS2L Lty "a
the height, the depth, the length. the
| breadth. the intinity, the immenslty. the
eternity of that love! Letour earnest pray
ers 90 out in behalf OF all those who scoif at
| these doctrines Of grace " hen the London
| plague was raging in the year l6h', there
| was hotel near the chieG Ouria! ace th:t
| excited much comment. England was in
| fright and bereavement. The dead carts
went through the streets day and night, and
the cry: Bring out your dead"' was an
| swered by the bringing out Of the forms OF
| the loved ones, and they were put twenty or
| thirty in q cart, ana the wagons went on to
| the cemetery; and these dead We're not
buried in graves. but in great trenches in
great pits. in one pit eleven hundred and
! fourteen burials! The carts would come up
with their great burden OF twenty or thirty
| to the mouth of the pit, and the front OF the
| cart was lifted and the dead shot into the
| pit, Ali the churches il London were open
for prayer day and night, and England was
in a great anguish. At that very time, at
hotel, at wayside inn near the chef puria!
place there was group of hardened
men. who sat day after day and night
after night disappearing God and initiating
the grief-strucli who went by to the
burial place These men sat there day after
day and night after night, and they scotfed
| at men, and they scoffed at women, and the!
scoffed at God. But after 4 while one OF
them was struck with the plague, anc IN
two weeks all Of the group we're down in
| the trench from the margin OF which they