The Brookhaven leader., 1889-03-21
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marked, and instead Of being twenty-five
cents it was worth only twenty cents.
Then the young man gave his card to the
laborer and said:
"You take this up to Governor Crimes;
[ want to see him."
"Afi," said the laborer, 81 am Governor
Grimes"
'Oh," said the young man, ''you-I-
excuse me-"
II was much impressed by the letter
you wrote me asking for a certain office
in my gift, and | had made up my mind
you should have it; but young man who
would cheat a laborer out Of five cents
would swindle the Cover nment Of the
State If he got his hands on it. 1 dont
want you. Good morning, SIR"
1t never pays. Neither in this world
nor in the world to come will it pay.
do not suppose there ever was better
specimen of honesty than was found in
the Duke OF Wellington. He marched
with his army over the French frontier,
and the army was suffering, and he hard
ly knew how to get along. Plenty OK
plunder all about but he commanded
none Of the plunder to be taken. he
writes home these remarkable words:
We are overwhelmed with debts, and can
scarcely stir out Of my house on account OF pub
lie creditors, waiting TO demand Wnat Is que 70
them.
Yet at that very time the French peas
antry were bringing their valuables to-
him to keep. A celebrated writer says OF
the transaction:
Nothing can be grander or more nobly org
inal than this admission. This old soldier,
after thirty years service, this iron man ana
victorious general, establ shed in an enemy 5
country at the head OF an immense army, is
MI rtVN1 ~
that has seldom troubled conquerors and IN
vaders and doubt if the annals OF war pre-
sent any thing comparable TO its sublime SIM
plcity.
Oh! is il not high time that we preached
the morals of the Gospel, right beside the
faith of the Gospel? Mr.. Froude, the cell
ebrated English historian, has written OF
his own country these remarkable words;
From the great house In the City OF London
to the village grocer the commercial life OF En-
gland has been saturated with fraud. So deep
has it gone that strictly honest tradesmen
can hardly hold his ground against com petition.
You can no longer trust that any art Gle you
buy is the thing which it preteuds to te. We
have false weights false measures. c1eating
aE1 shoddy everywhere And yet the clergy
bage seen all this grow up in absolute IL d fer-
cEse Many hundreds of sermons have heard
in England, many dissertation on the mys-
teries Of the faith, on the divine mission OF the
clergy, on bishops and justification. and the
theory Of good works, and verbal inspiration,
and the efficacy Of the sacraments: but during
all these thirty wonderful years, never one that
lean rCcoliect on common honesty
Vow, that may be an exaggerated state
ment Of things in England, but ! am very
certain that in all parts of the earth we
need to preach the moralities of the Cos
pei right along beside the faith of th'
Gospel.
Nv hearerl What are you doing with
that fraudulent document in your pocket?
My other hearer! How are you getting
along with that wicked scheme you have
now on foot? Is that pool ticket" you
have in your pocket? Why, o young man, .
were You last night practicins in copying
your employers signature? Where were
you last night? Are your habits as good
as when you left your fathers house? You
had a Christian ancestry, perhaps, and
you have had too many prayers spent on
you to go overheard.
DR.. Livingstone, the famous explorer,
was descended from the Highlauders, and
he said that one of his ancestors, one OF
the Highlanders. one day called his fami-
Iy around him. The Highlander was
dying; he had his children around his
death bed. He said: ''NOw, my lads,
have looked all through our history as far
back as can find it, and have never
found dishonest man in all the line, and
want you to understand you inherit good
blood. You have no excuse for doing
wrong. Ny lads, be honest"
All, my friends, be honest before God,
be honest before your fellow men, be
honest before your soul. If there be those
here who have wandered away, come
back, come home, come now, one and all,
not one exception in all the assemblage,
come into the kingdom of God. Come
back on the right track. The door of
mercy is open and the infinite heart OF
God is full of compassion. Come home!
Come home! Oh, would be we'll satisfied
if l could save some young man this
morning, some young man that has been
going astray and would like to get back.
| am glad some one has set to music
that scene in August of 1881, when
young girl saved from death whole rail
train of passengers. Some of you re-
member that out West, in that year on a
stormy night, a hurricane blew down part
Of a railroad bridge. A freight train
came along and it crashed into the ruin,
and the engineer and conductor perished.
There was a girl living in her fathers
cabin near the disaster, and she heard
the crash of the freight train, and she
knew that in few moments an express
train was due. She lighted a lantern and
clGmbered up on the one beam of the
wrecked bridge on to the main bridge,
which was trestle work, and started
to cross amid the thunder and
the lightning OF the tempest and
the raging of the torrent beneath. Ono
misstep and it would have been death.
Amid all that horror the lantern went out.
Crawling sometimes and sometimes walk
ing over the slippery rails and over the
trestle WORK, she came to the other side of
the river. She wanted to get to the tele-
graph station, where the express train did
not stop, so that the danger might be tele-
graphed to the station where the train did
stop. The train was due in five minutes.
She was one mile off from the telegraph
station, but fortunately the train was late.
With cut and bruised feet she flew like the
wind. Coming up to the telegraph sta
tion, painting with almost deathly ex-
haustion, she had only strength to shout:
"The bridge is down."
when she dropped unconscious and could
hardly be resuscitated. The message was
seIft from that station to the next station
and the train halted, and that night the
brave girl saved the lives of hundreds of
passengers and saved many homes from
desolation.
But every street is track, and every
style Of business is a track, and every day
is a track, and every night is track, and
multitudes under the power of temptation