Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1890-05-05


found the chief man of the firm a raving
maniac; or the wife has heard the bang Of
pistol in the back parlor, and gone in,
/ stumbling over the dead body of her hus-
banda suicide. There are in this house
today three hundred men pursued, har-
assed, trodden down and scalped, of bust
ness perplexities, and which way to turn
next they do not know. Now God will not
be hard on you. He knows what obstacles
are in the way of your being Christian,
and your first effort in the right direction
he will crown with success Do not let
Satan, with cotton bales and kegs and hogs
heads and counters and stocks of unstable
goods, block up yourway to heaven. Gather
up all your energies. Tighten the girdle
about your loins. Take an agonizing look
into the face of God, and then say, "Here
goes one grand effort for life eternal" and
then bound away for heaven, escaping as
with the skin of your teeth"
In the last day it will be found that Hugh
Latimer and John Knox and Huss and
Ridley were not the greatest martyrs, but
Christian men who went up incorrupt
from the contaminations and perplexities
OF Wall street, Water street, Pearl street,
Broad street, State street and Third street
On earth they were called brokers, or stock
jobbers, or retailers, or importers; but in
heaven, Christian heroes. No fagots were
heaped about their feet no inuuisition de
manded from them recantation; no soldier
aimed pike at their heart: but they had
mental tortures, compared with which all
physical consuming is as the breath of
spring morning.
CHEATED OUT OF THEIR FAITH.
| find in the community a large class Of
men who have been so cheated, so lied
about, so outrageously wronged, that they
have lost their faith in everything. In a
world where everything seems so topsy
turvy they do not see how there can be
any God They are COMPOUNDED and fren-
zied and misanthropic. Elaborate argu-
ments to prove to them the truth of Chris
tianity, or the truth of anything else, touch
them nowhere. Hear me, all such men. ]
preach to you no rounded periods, no orna-
mental discourse; but put my hand on
your shoulder, and invite you into the
peace of the Gospel. Here is a rock on which
you may stand firm, though ths waves
dash against it harder than the Atlantic
pitching its surf clear above Eddystone
lighthouse. Do not charge upon God all
these troubles of the world. As long as the
world stuck to God, God stuck to the
world; but the earth seeded from his gov
eminent, and hence all these outrage J and
all these woes. God is good For many
hundreds of years he has been coaxfng the
world to come back to him. but the more
he has coaXed the more violent have men
been in their resistance, and they have
stepped back and stepped back until they
have dropped into ruin.
Try this God, We who have had the blood
hounds after you, and who have thought
that God had forgotten you. Try him,
and see if he will not help. Try him, and
see if he will not pardon. Try him, and
see If he will not save. The flowers of
spring have no bloom so sweet as the
Towering of Christ's affections. The sun
hath no warmth compared with the glow
of his heart. The waters have no refresh
ment like the fountain that will slal5e the |
thirst of thy soul At the moment the
reindeer stands with his lip and nostril |
thrust in the cool mountain torrent the |
hunter may be coming through the thicket |
Without cracking n stick under his foot
he comes close by the stag, aims his gun,
draws the trigger, and the poor thing rears
in its death agony and falls backward, its |
antlers crashing on the rocks; but the pant |
ing hart that drinks from the water brooks |
of Gods promise shall never be fatally |
wounded and shall never die
FIND PEACE WITH GOD.
This world is poor portion for your |
soul, oh business mani An eastern king |
had craven on his tomb two fingers, repre-
presented as sounding upon each other
with snap, and under them the motto;
"All is not worth that" Apicius Colius
hanged himself because his steward in
formed him that he had only eighty thou
sand pounds sterling left. All of This |
worlds riches make but small inherit
ance for soul. Robespierre attempted to
win the applause of the world; but when
he was dying, woman came rushing
through the crowd, crying to him: "Mur-
dercr of my kindred descend to hell, coy
cred with the curses of every mother in
FranceP Many who have expected the
plaudits CT the world have died under its
Anathema Maranatha.
Oh, find your peace in God Make one
strong pull for heaven. No half way work
will do it, There sometimes comes a time
on shipboard when everything must be
sacrificed to save the passengers. The cargo
is nothing, the rigging nothing. The cap
tain puts the trumpet to his lips and shouts,
Cut away the mast" Some of you have
been tossed and driven, and you have, in
your effort to keep the world, well nigh lost
your soul. Until you have decided this
matter, let everything else 60 Overheard
with all those other anxieties and burdensl
You will have to drop the sails of your
pride, and cut away the mast. With one
earnest cry for help, put your cause into
the hand of him who helped Paul out of
the breakers of Mclita, and who, above the
,I,,t1 $50 Al l.. |
ever blackened the sky or shook the ocean,
can hear the faintest imploration for mercy
shall go home today feeling that some
of you, who have considered your case us
hopeless, will take heart again, and that
with blood red earnestness, such as you
have never experienced before, you viii
start for the good land of the Gospel--at
last to look back saying, "What great
risk ranl Almost lost, but saved! Just
got through, and no more! Escaped by the
skin of my teeth"