The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23

SION. n0H dnOLHCI VI Liz VI SolI~
lied expressions of Satan's kingdom
in this world is appetite. ! will not
90 into it. Look at the appetite.
There is scarcely man or boy you
can meet on the streets who IS tree
from some kind of appetite, and who
has clean blood, pure nerves, good
brain. Smoke, smoke, smoke ever
lastingly, until the heavens are tull
of it; and then ask pure women who
do not smoke and drink to come to
your arms, and make a pure home,
and send down to the civilization OF
the future children the antl-types to
yourselves. Oh people Of this coun-
try, remember what He said, Cali
power is given unto me in heaven
and in earth" And then this civil
cation stands back behind all this,
and enthrones a temple of appetite
by law. Do not be saying drunken
ness is our national sin It is not.
1t is an individual sin. What is our
national sin? 1T is the legalistng Of
that temple of appetite in the cehfer of
a Christian Civilization. am talking
to hundreds of Christian men here
to- night that claim to be lively
stones in the spiritual kingdom of
Christ. that would feel insulted If |
doubt it. yet the supreme, deliberate
choice Of your manhood year after
year goes into setting up this throne
of iniquity by law. And for that &C
ton the Judgment of your God waits.
Drunkenness is an individual sin.
License is a natl ms sin. That IS
worse than the other a great deal.
because it is done by better men.
There is but one attitude that a
Chr stian can aold towards the liquor
traffic to-day, and be in harmony
with Christ who saves him, and with
God whom he processes to obey, and
that is the attitude of uncompromis
ing warfare on the saloon as it is, and
on the license system that supports
it. That is gospel temperance. APP
plause I When Christ comes to His
organized kingdom on earth and
tries tn O Ugh His people to build His
moral kingdom up among men, in
stead of doing that they go off after
Satan's kingdom. There Is one
thing more He always does, and that
is. after He has plead and plead in
patience for righteousness, He final
Iy comes out in judgment. We tried
it once, just such a compr"mise.
The old cry had wrung down into
our soul, "You can not make legally
and governmentally right the thing
that is morally wrong" Northern
conscience, at least, stood against
slavery as moral wrong What did
we do when that revelation came?
Did we put it away? | tell you, no
The history of those years was his
tory of shameful compromise. What
happened? God came in wrath and
when His feet touched our land, the
hills and wales of our middle coun-
try grew wet with the dew of our
richest blood
| never realized how much it cost
US when. two years ago, for the first
time I stood on Arlington Heights,
once the home of Gen. Lee, and look
ing around on the graves Of the
thousands buried there; and standing
here in the shimmering sunlight.
and the hush of silent slain, | said.
envy brothers, why sleep here, you
who never held slave ?" Who was
it. after all, that held the black man
in bondage? Was it the South? No.
We were bitter to an unconquerable
bitterness to our Southern friends,
but God did not forget, and when
He came He touched us all. Il
think in every house there was one
dead And Northern and Southern
mothers sang the same song Of grief.
That is what it cost us once, and the
mothers of this nation know it. We
stand exactly in that place again. No
one apologies for the saloon, and
vet the history to-day is the history
of shameful compromise. But at the
end of His finished work, with Cal
vary behind, and dominion before,
Christ said, "AIl power is given unto
me in heaven and in earth" 1t is
not the W. C. t. U. that is knocking
at your doors. It is not a few men
in this country, as you call them.
that dare vote as they pray. It is the
pierced hand that knocks at the door
of this great Christian civilization.
! To dav it is pleading and teaching:
to morrow, if you stand stiff necked |
in your rebellion, it is wrath.
Not alone in olden story,
| What His mighty hosts await,
| Coming with a rush of glory
Through the sweep of heavens gate:
God can marshall vet His legions
| To decide a nations fate.
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