Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-08-14

not forget thee. -
Or is it the, grief of q dissipated oom-
panion? There are those here who have
IL, so l am not speaking in the abstract,
but to the point. You have not whis.
oered 1t, perhaps. to your most intimate
friend, but you see your home
GOING AWAY GRADUALLY FROM YOU,
and unless things change soon 1t will be
entirely destroyed. Your grief was well
depicted by woman. presiding at a
woman 9 meeting in Ohio, when her in
toNlcated husband staggered up to the
| platform, TO her overwhelming mortif-
cation and the disturbance Of the audi
enee, and she pulled protruding bottle
from her husband Is pocket, aud held 1t
up before the audience, and cried out.
"there Is the cause of my woel There
are the tears and the life blood of n
drunkard's wife!" And then looking
up 10 heaven, she said, "How long. O
Lord, how long?" aud then looking
down TO the audience, cried, edo you
wonder feel strongly on this subject?
sisters, Will you help me2' And hum
dreds OF voices responded, "yes, yes,
we will help you
You stand, some of you, in such a
tragedy to-day. You cannot even ask
him to stop drinking. 1t makes him
cross, and he tells you to mind your own
business. Is there any relief in such a
casef Not such as Is found in the rig
marole of comfort ordinarily given in
such cases. But there is relief that
drops in mama from the throne OF God.
On, lift up your lacernted soul in prayer,
and you will get omuipoteut comfort! /
do not know in what words the soothing
influence may come. but know for es-
pecial grief there is especial deliverance.
l give you two or three passages; try
them on; take that which best fits your
soul: 'Whom the Lord loveth He chas-
teneth.' can things work together
for good TO those who love God. {"
weeping may endure for a night, but
joy cometh in the morning l know
there nre those who, when they try TO
comfort people, always bring the same
etale sentiment
ABOUT THE USEFULNESS OF TRIAL.
Instead of bringing up a new plaster for
new wound and fresh mama for fresh
munger, they rummage their haversack
TO find some crumb of OLD consolation,
when from horizon to horizon the ground
is white with new fallen mauna of God
help not five minutes old.
But after IA 600 consecutive days of
falling mGnna-Sundays excepted-the
mama ceased. Some of them were glad
of it. You know they had complained to
their Lender, aud wondered that they had
TO eat mama instead of onions. Now the
fare is changed. Those people in that
army under forty years of age had never
seen q corntield, and now, when they
hear the leaves rustling aud see the tas-
sells waving and the pillows of green flow
ing over the plain as the wind touched
~ ho n
sensation. "Corn!' cried the old man,
as he opened au ear. "Corn!' cried
the children, as they counted the shining
grains. "Corn!' shouted the vanguard
of the host, as they burst open thu gran
aries OF the affrighted population. the
granaries that hnd been left in the pos
session of the victorious Israeiites. Then
the fires were kindled, and the ears OF
corn were thrust into 1t, and fresh and
crisp aud tender, were devoured of the
hungry v.ctors; and bread was prepared,
and many things that can be made out of
flour RECALLED the appetites that had been
sharpened by the long march. land
the mamma ceased on the morrow after
they had eateL of the old corn of the
land. -
Blessed be God, we stand in just such q |
field to-day, the luxuriaut grain coming |
above the girdie, the air full of the !
odors of the ripe old corn OF the gospel of |
Canaan. "Ohl" you say 1.-the fare is |
too plain!'' Then l remember you will |
soon get tired of a fanciful diet. While |
l WIS in Paris liked for while the rare |
and exquisite cookery; but soon
WISHED WAS HOME AGAIN,
and had the plain fare of my native land. |
So il is IL fact that we soon weary of the |
sirups and custurds and the whipped |
foam of fauciful religionists, and we cry,
"GIve us plain bread. made out of the
old corn Of the gospel Canaan.'' This is
the only food that can quell the soul q
hunger.
There are men here who hardly know
what is the matter with them. They
have tried 10 get together q fortune and
larger account at the bnnk, and to get
investments yielding larger percentages.
They are trying to satisfy their soul with
a diet of mortgages and stocks. There
are others here who have been trying to
get famous, and have succeeded TO get
greater or less extent, and they have
been trying to satisfy their soul with the
chopped feed of magazines and newspa-
pers. All these men are no more happy |
now than before they made the first
thousand dollars; no more happy now
than when for the first time they saw
their names favorably mentioned. They
cannot analyze or define their feelings,
but will tell them what is the matter
they are hungry for the old corn of the
gospel. That you must have, or be
pinched, and wan, and wasted, and hol-
how-eyed, and shriveled up with an
eternity of famine.
The infideI scientists of this day are
offering US different kind of soul food;
but they are, of all men. the most m.ser-
able. have known many of them; but
1 never knew one of them who came
within a thousand miles of being happy.
The great John Stuart Mill provided for
himself new kind of porridge; but yet.
when he comes to die. he acknowledges
that his philosophy never gave him any
comfort in days of bereavement, and in
d rouuda bout way he admits that
HIS LIFE WAS FAILURE.
So it is with ell infidel scientists. They
are tr, ing to live on telescopes and
crucIbles and protoplasms, and they
charge US with can't, not realizing that
there is no such intolerable can Z in all
the world as this perpetual talk we are
hearing about npositive philosophy,
and "the ABSOLUTE and "the great to
I'm apd .ffha averIasf,nO mo- ~ and