The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-10-20


lions, which have abomInated each other
Tor centuries. The wounded man is an
Israelite, and the stranger now coming or
ihls scene of suffering Is a Samaritan. They
Del ng TO nations which hated each other
with oojurgation and malediction diabOlic.
they had opposition temples, one on Mount
GeIizim and the other on Mount Moriah, and
] guess this Samaritan when he comes W
will give the fallen Israelite another clip
and say: GOOD for you'll l will just finish
the work these bandits began and give you
Dne more kicS t1at will put you out OF your
misery. And here is a rag of your coat
that they did not steal and viii take that.
What Do you dare Il appeal TO me for
nercyl Hush up, Why, your ancestors
1orshiped at Jerusalem vixen they ought
70 have worshipsd at Gerizim. Now take
thatl And tnatl And that!" will say the
Samaritan as be pounds the fallen lsraelite.
No: the Samaritan rides up to the scene
of suffering, gets of the 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
worshipped in different places, but he is a
nan, and that makes us brot ers. G. d
his knees and begins to examine his wounds,
and straightea 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 l am going to take care
of you. Let me feel Of your pulse! Let
me listen to your breathing! / have In
these bottles two liquids that will help you.
zne one is oil, and that will soothe the pain
of these wounds, aud the other is wine, and
Your pulse is feeble and you feel faint, and
that will stimulate you. Now L must get
you to the nearest tavern" 10, no." says
the man, ~ can't walk; let me stay here
and de- "NonsenseI" says the Samaritan.
"You are not going 70 die. am going to
put you on this beast, and will hold you
on till get you TO place where you can
have a soft mattress and an easy pillow"
Now the Samaritan has got the wounded
man on his feet, and with much Juggling
and lifting puts him on the beast, for 1t is
astonishing how strong the spirit OF kindness
will make one, as you have seen mother
after three weeks Of sleepless watching OF
her boy, down with scarlet fever, lift that
half-grown boy, heavier than her elf, from
couch TO lounge And so this sympathetic
Samaritan has unaided, put the wounded
man in the saddle, and at slow pace the
extemporized ambulance is moving toward
the tavern "You feel better now,
think" says the Samaritan to the
Hebrew. Yes he says, 81 do feel
better" "Hallo, you lsndlordl help me
carry his man in and make him comfort
able" That night the Samaritan sat up with
the Jew, giving him water whenever be felt
thirsty and turning his pillow when it got
hot. and in the morning before the Samari-
tan started on his Journey, he said Land
lord. now | am obliged to 60. Take good
care of this man and | will be along here
soon again and pay you for al you do for
him. Meanwhile here is something to meet
present expenses" The 1.-TWO pence" he gave
the landlord sounds small, but it was as
Il md mn
ing what it would there and then buy Of
food and lodging.
As on that December noon we set under
the shadow of the tavern where this scene
of mercy bad occurred, and having Just
passed along the road where the tragedy
bad happened, could, SIS plainly as l now
see the nearest man to this platform, see
that Bible story re-enacted, and said aloud
TO a group under the tent: One drop OF
practical christianity is worth more than a
temple full of ecclesiasticism, and that good
Samaritan had more religion in five min
utes than that minister and that Levite
had in lifetime. and the most
accused thing on earth Is national
prejudice, and l bless God that / live
in America, where Gentle and Jew, Protes-
tant and Catholic, can live together with
out quarrel. and where, in the great ma
tional crucible, the differences of sect, and
great brotherhood, and that the question
which the lawyer flung at Christ, and
which brought forth this incident of the
good Samaritan. "Who is my neighbour
is bringing forth the answer my neighbor
is the first man l meet in trouble" and
wound close at hand calls louder tnan a
temple seventeen miles off, though it covers
nineteen acres.
l saw in London the vast procession
which one day last January moved TO st.
Pauls cathedral at the burial of that chris
tian hero, Lord Napier. The day after at
Hawarden, in conversation on various
themes, asked Mr.. Gladstone if he did not
think that many who were under the
shadow of false religion might not never
theless be at heart really christian. Mr.
Gladstone replied YES. my old friend
Lord Napier, who was yesterday buried,
after he returned from his Abyssinian cam
paign, visited us here at hawarden and,
walking here in this park where we are now
walking, he told me a very beautiful incl
dent He said: After the war in Africa
was over, we were on the march and we
had soldier with broken leg who was not
ctrong enough to go along with US and we
did not dare to leave him to be
taken care of by savages but
we found we were compelled to leave
him and we went into the house of a woman
who was said TO be "a very kind woman
though of the race of savages, and we said /:
Here is a very sick man, and if you will
take care of him till he gets well, we will
pay you very largely" and then we offered
five times that which would ordinarily be
offered, hoping by the excess of pay to Sc
cure for him great kindness. The woman
replied: Il 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 religions" And l answered
81 do; do" May God multiply all the
world over the number of good Samari-
tans.
In Philadelphia young woman was dy-
ing. She was a wreck. Sunken into the
depths Of depravity there was no lower
depth for 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 I?
This one refused. and that one refused, say
ing, Il dare not go there" A christian
woman, her white locks typical of her pu-
rity of soul, said, II will go, and will 60
now She went and sat down by the diving
girl and told of the 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 as though she had begun to hope
for the pardon Of him who came to save to
the utIarmCSt Than irtSt haf che