Daily Yellowstone journal., 1889-04-14

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stimulus. Their religion caricatured
by the most of the clerks in the store
and most of the operatives in the fac.
tory. The rapids of temptation and
death rushing against that young man
forty niles the hour, and he in a frail
boat headed up stream, with nothing
but a broken oar TO work with. Unless
Almighty God help them they viii go
under.
Ali when ] told you TO take ARE of
! yourself you misunderstood me if you
thought / meant you are to depend
upon human resolution, which may
be dissolved in the foam of the wine
cup, or may be blown out with the
first gust of temptation. Here is the
helmet, the sword of Lord God Al
mighty. Clotho yourself in that pam
opiy and you shall not be put TO con-
fusion. Sin pays well neither in this
world nor the next. but right thinking
and right believing and right acting
will take you in safety through this
life and in transport through the next.
| never shall forget a prayer heard
a young man make some fifteen years
ago. II was a very short prayer, but
twas tremendous prayer: "Oh Lord,
help us. We find il so very easy TODD
wrong and SO hard to do right. Lord,
help us" That prayer, | warrant you,
reached the ear Of God, and reached
his heart. And there are in this house
a hundred mcn who have found out
n thous and young men, perhaps, who
have found ont that very thing. 1t is
SO very easy Ia do wrong. and so hard
10 do right.
got a letter, only one paragraph Of
which | shall read: Having moved
around somewhat / have run across
many young men Of intelligence,
ardent strivcrs after hat will-o-the-
wlsp. fortune, and of one of these |
wvlld speak. He was a young Eng
lishman of twenty-three or four years,
who came TO New York, where he had
acquaintances. with barely sufficient
to keep him a couple of weeks. He
had been tcnderly reared; perhaps l
should say too tenderly, and was not
used TO earning his living, and found
it extremely difficult TO get any posi-
ton that he was capable Of filling.
After mahy vain efforts in this direc-
ton he found himself on Sunday even
ing in Brooklyn, near your church,
with about three dollars left of his
small capital. Providence seemed to
lead him 10 your door, and he de-
termincd Ia 60 in and hear you.
"He told me his going 10 hear you
that night was undoubtedly the turn
ing point in his life. for when lac
went into your church he felt des-
perate, but while listening 20 your
discourse his better nature got the
mastery. | truly believe from what
this young man told me hat your
sounding the depths Of his heart hat
night alone brought him back TO his
God whom he was 50 near leaving"
TAKE TIE RIGHT ROAD AND KEEP TO IT.
The echo, hal is, of multitudes in
the house. | am not preaching an
abstraction, but a great reality. Oh.
friendless young man, Oh! prodigal
young man. Oh! broken hearted
young man, discouraged young man,
wounded young man, | commend YOU
to Christ this day, the best friend 9
man ever had. He meets you thi,
morning. You have come here fol
this blessing. Despise not that emo
ton rising in your soul; it is divinely
lifted. Look into the face Of Christ.
Lift one prayer 10 your fathers God,
TO your mothers God, and gctthe par
doning blessing. Now, while / speak,
you are at the forks of the road, and
this is the right road, and hat is the
wrong road, and see you start on
the right road.
One Sabbath morning, at the close
OF my service, / saw a gold watch OF
the world renowned and deeply la,
mented violinist Ole Bull. You re
member he died in his island home of
the coast Of Norway. That gold watch
he had wound upday afterday through
his illness, and then be said 20 his
companion, Now / want 10 wind thi.
watch as long asI can, and then when
lam gone | want you 10 keep it wound
up until il gets to my friend DIR. Dore,
mus, in New York, and then he will
keep il wound up until his life is done,
and then l want the watch TO go tc
his young son, my especial favorlte.'
The great musician, who more than
any other artist had made the violin
speak and sing and weep and laugh
and triumph-for IL seemed when he
drew the bow acrosS the strings as il
] oil ..aEtl. n.l laa-an sAay,ll.I a., l.
lighted great musician,
in a room looking off upon the sea,
and surrounded by his favorite instru-
mcnts of music, closed his eyes in
death. While all the world was mourn
ing 1T his departure, sixteen crowded
steamers fell into line of funeral pro-
cession TO carry his body To the main
land. There were fifty thousand OF
his countrymen gathered in an amphi,
theatre Of the hills waiting 10 hear the
eulogium. and il was said when the
great orator of the day with s~tcntorian
voice began TO speak, the fifty thou
sand people on the hillsi0es burst into
tears.
Oh! that was the close of a life that
had done so much 10 make the world
happy. But | have TO tell you, young
man, if 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 hun
dred and forty and four thousand
shall accord with Christ in crying,
"Well done, thou good and faithful
servant"
And the influences that on earth you