Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1890-11-07
say the Samaritan as he pounds the fallen


suffering, gets off his beast and steps down
and looks into the face of the wounded man
and says: This poor fellow does not belong
to my nation, and our ancestors wOrshiped
in different places, but he Is man, and that
makes US brothers God pity him, as do"
And re get down on his knees and begins TO
examine his wounds and straighten out his
limbs to see if any of his bones are broken.
and says: MY dear fellow, cheer up: you
need have no more care about yourself, for
/ am going to take care OF you. Let me feel
of your pulse! Let me listen TO your breath
ing! have in these bottles two liquids
that will help you. The one is oil, and that
will soothe the pain of these wounds, end the
YOU feel faint. and that viii stimulate you.
Now I must get you to the nearest tavern"
''Oh, no." says the man, Il can't walk; let
me stav here and die" 'Nonsensem says
the Samaritan You are not going 20 die
I am going to put you on this beast, and /
will hold you on till / get you to place
where you can have soft mattress and an
easy pillow"
Now the Samaritan has got the wounded
man on his feet, and with much tugging and
lifting puts him on the beast, for it is aston
ishing how strong the spirit Of kindness will
make one as you have seen a mother after
three weeks Of sleepless watching of her boy,
down with scarlet fever, lift that half grown
bow heavier than herself, from couch TO
lounge. And so this sympathetic Samaritan
saddle and at slow pace the extemDorlzed
ambulance is moving toward the tavern.
''You feel better now I think" says the Sa-
marian to the Hebrew eyes" he saws, Il
do feel better" ''Halloo you landlord! help
me carry this man in and make him COM
Portable" That night the Samaritan sat up
with the Jew, giving him water whenever
he felt thirsty and turning his pillow when
ever it got hot and in the morning before
the Samaritan started on his journey he
AT ~lI %~Nr
Take good care of this man, and I will be
along here soon again and pay you for all
you do for him Meanwhile here is some
thing to meet present expenses" The two
pence" he gave the landlord sounds small,
but it was as much ten dollars here and
now, considering what it would there and
then buy of food and lodging.
AS on that December noon we sat under
the shadow of the tavern where this scene OF
mercy had occurred, and just having passed
along the road where the tragedy had hap
pened, I could, as plainly as I now see the
nearest man to this platform, see that Bible
story re-enacted, and L said aloud to our
group, under the tent: ''One drop Of prac-
teal Christianity is worth more than tenn
pleful of ecclesiasticism. and that good Sa-
marian had more religion in five minutes
than that minister and that LevIte had in
lifetime. and the most accused thing on
earth is national prejudice, and / bless God
that I live in America, where Gentle and
Jew, Protestant and Catholic can live to-
gether without quarrel, and where in the
great national crucible the differences of sect
and tribe and people are being nodded into
great brotherhood, and that the question
which the lawyer flung at Christ, and which
brought forth this incident Of the good Sa-
maritan-'Who is my nefghborY is bringing
forth the answer NV neighbor is the first
man [ meet in trouble and wound close at
hand calls louder than a temple seventeen
miles off, though it covered nineteen acres"
[ saw in London the vast procession which
one day last January moved to st. PauPs
Cathedral at the burial of that Christian
hero Lord Napier. The day after at Hawar-
den, in conversation on various themes L
asked Mr. Gladstone if he did not think that
many who were under the shadow Of false
religions might not nevertheless be at heart
really Christian. Mr.. Gladstone replied:
YES; my Old friend Lord Napier, who was
yesterday buried, after he returned from his
Abyssinlan campaign, visited US here at
Hawarden, and walking i'll this park where
we are now walking he told me a very beau
tiful incident He said: After the war in
Africa was over we were on the march. and
we had a soldier with broken leg
who was not strong enough to go along
with u.s. ana ola not dare to leave
him te be taken care Of by savages, but we
found we were compelled to leave him and
went into the house of woman who was
said to be q very kind woman though of the
race of savages, and we said, Here is
a sick man, and If you will take care
of him till he gets well we will pay
you very largely" and then we offered
her five times that which would ordi.
narily be offered, hoping by the excess OF
pay to secure for him great kindness. The
woman replied: 81 will not take care of him
for the money you Offer do not want your
money. But leave him here and will take
care of him for the sake of the love OF
God."'" Mr.. Gladstone turned to me and
said, ''Dr. Talmage, don't you think that
though she belonged to a race of savages that
was pure religion?" And [ answered, lido;
[ do" May God multiply all the world over
the number of good Samaritans!
In Philadelphia young woman was dying.
She was wreck. Sunken into the depths
her to reach. Word came to the midnight
mission that she was dying in a haunt of
iniquity near By. Who would go to tell her
of the Christ of Mary Magdalen? This one
refused and that one refused, saying, II
dare not go there" A Christian woman,
her white locks typical of her purity of soul.
said, 81 VIII go, and I will go now" Sha
went and sat down by the dying girl and told
of Christ who came to seek and save that
which was lost. First to the forlorn one
came the tears of repentance, and
then the smile, though she had
begun to hoOe for the pardon of Him
who came to save to the uttermOst. Then
just before she breathed her last she said to
the angel of mercy bending over her pillow,
Would you kiss me?" Il WILL" said the
Christian woman. as she put upon her cheek
the last saluration before, in the heavenly
world, [ think. God gave her the welcoming
| kiss. That was religion Yes, that was re-
! igion. Good Samaritans along every street
! and along every road as well as this one on
| the road to Jericho.
| But our procession of sightseers is again
I in line and here we PASS through a deem