Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-03-10

| and for making this world happy Splendld
Glorious, Magnificent! He will have hard
] work getting into heaven, because those wnonl
| he helped to get there will fill up ard crowd
the gates to tell him how glad they are at ms
coming until he says: please to stand pack
a little till pass through and cast my crown at
the feet of Him, whom having not seen, l
love" do not know what you call tnaI
call 1t the harvest of Genesee wheat
REAPING AND SOWING.
Out yonder is a man very old at 40 years Oh
age. at a time when he ought to be as buoyant
as the morning. He got bad habits on MIN
very early, and those habits have become
worse. He is a man on fire, on fire with alco-
holism, on fire with all evil habits out with the
world and the world out with him. Down and
falling deeper. His swollen hands in his
threadbare pockets and his eyes fixed on the
ground, he passes through the street, and the
quick step of an innocent child or the strong
step of young man or the roll OF prosperous
carriage maddens him, and he curses society
and he curses God. Fallen sick. with no re-
sources, he is carried to the almshouse. A
loaInsome spectacle he lies all day waiting 1or
dissolution, or in the night rises on his cot ana
fights apparitions of what he might have Deen
and OF what he will be. He started in life with
as good a prospect as any man on the American
continent, but there he is a bloated carcass
waiting for the shovels of public charity TO put
him five feet under. He has only reaped what
he has sowed. Harvest of wild oats There
is way that seemeth right to a man, but the
end thereof is DEATH"
Young man, as you cannot live life over
again however you may long to do so, be sure
to have your one life right. There is IN TINS
august assembly wot not for we are made up
of all sections of this land and from many
from home and perhaps under some little spite
or evil persuasion of another and his parents
know not where he is. My son, so home! DO
not go to seal Don't go tonight where you may
be tempted to 60. Go home!
SWEET FORGIVENESS.
Your father will be glad to see you, and your
mother, need not tell you how she feels. How
would like to make your parents present OF
their wayward boy. repentant and in his right
mind. would like to write them a letter and
you to carry the letter, saying: "By the bless
ing of God on my sermon l introduce to you
one whom you have never seen before, for he
has become a new creature IN Christ Jesus"
My boy. 60 home and put your tired head on
the bosom that nursed you tenderly in
your childhood years. A young Scotch
man was in battle taken captive by
band of Indians, and he learned their
language and adopted their habits. Years
passed on, but the old Indian chieftain never
forgot that he had in his possession young
man who did not belong to him. Well, one day
this tribe of Indians came in sight of the
Scotch regiments from whom this young man
had been captured, and the old Indian chieftain
said: Il lost my son in battle and know how a
father feels at the loss of a son. DO you think
your father is yet alive?" The young man said:
4 am the only son of my father and hope he
is still alive" Then said the Indian chiettain:
because of the loss of my son this world is q
desert. You go free. Return to your country
men. Revisit your father, that he may rejoice
when he sees the rise in the morning and
the trees blossom in the spring"
So l say to you, youns man, captive of way
u rAnncC nor
you. Your sisters are waiting for you. God is
waiting for you. Go home! Go home.