The Penn's Grove record., 1891-04-24

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md bleeding, to fight the hounds.
' mere Is a vast underground New Yorl
4 nc Brooklyn life that is appalling and
4 hameful. II wallows and steams with putre-
4 action. You go down the stairs, which are
4 vet and decayed with filth, and at the bot.
|, ON you lind the poor victims on the floor
i iold, sick, three-fourths dead, sinking into I
4 I'll darker corner under the CLEAN of the
antern OF the police. There has not been q
! Heath Of fresh air in that room for Ave
. FEARS, literally. The broken sewer enpties
! Is contents upon them, and they lie at night
4 the swimming filth. There they are, men,
women, children; black, whites: Mary Mag-
lalen without her repentance, and Lazarus
without his God. These are 'the dives into
which the ~pickpockets and the thieves 20, as
veil as q great many who would like a differ
mt life but canno get il.
These places are the sores Of the CITY.
which bleed perpetual corruption. They are
he underlying volcano that threatens us
With q Caracas earthquake. 1t rolls and
oars and surges and heaves and rocks and
'asphemes and dies, and there are only two
'utlets for 1.-THE police court n the Pot
er's field. In other words, they must either
.oto prison or to hell. Oh, you never saw
:, you say. You never will see it until on
he day when those staggering wretches
hall come up in the light Of the Judgment
hrone, and while all hearts are being re-
realed, God will ask you what you did to
ielp them.
There is another layer OF poverty and des-
dtutton not so squslid, but almost as help
cas-. You hear the incessant wailing for
bread and clothes and fire. Their eyes ara
mnken. Their cheek bones stand out. Their
lands are damp with slow consumption.
Their flesh is puffed up with dropsies. Their
breath is like that of the charnel house.
they hear the roar of the wheels of fashion
,yerhead and the gay laughter Of men and
naidens and wonder why God gave to others
70 much and to them SO little. Some Of them
thrust into an infdelity like that OF the poor
herman girl who, when told in the midst Of
Ter wretchedness that God was good. said /:
No; no good God. Just look at me. No
rood God"
In this cluster of cities whose cry Of want
| interpret there are said to be, as far az I
AN figure 1t up from the reports, about
:hree hundred thousand honest poor who are
dependent upon individual, city and State
charities. Ii all their voices could o,ne up
It once 1t would be a groan that would shake
The foundations OF the city and bring all
,arth and heaven to the rescue. But foS the
most part it suffers unexpressed. 1t sits in
hlencs gnashing its teeth and sucking the (
blood Of its own arteries waiting for the |
Judgment day. Oh, l should not wonder II |
IN that day it would be found out thai some |
of us had some things that belonged to them. |
come extra garment which might nave made |
Them comfortable in cold days; some bread
thrust Into the ash barrel that might have ap- |
peased their hunger for q little while; some /,
wasted candle or gas jet that might have kin |
lied up their darkness; some fresco on the |
selling that would have given them a roof; |
some jewel which, brought to that orphan |
girl In time, might have kept her from being |
crowded of the precipices to an unclean Life; |
some New Testament that would ave told
Them Of Him who came to seek thai which
was loet.n
Oh, this wave of vagrancy and huugera and
n~akednsss that dashes against our front
door stepi II 1.-THE roofs Of all the houses Of
restitution could be lifted so we could look
down into them just as God looks, whose
would be strong enough to stand III
And yet there they are. The fifty thousand
sewing women in these three cities some Of
them In hunger and cold, working night
after night, until sometimes the blood spnrts
trom nostril and lips.
how well their grief was voiced by that
despairing woman who stood by her invalid
husband and invalid child, and said to tia
cisy missionary: 81 am Town hearted.
against US; and then there ars
other things" What other thingsy' said
SIM" what do you mean by thatf' "Well,b
she said, Il never hear or see anything good.
work from Monday morning till Satur.
day night, and then when Sunday comes ]
can't go out, and l walk the floor, and II
makes me tremble to think that l have got
10 meet God. Oh, sir, it's SO hard for US.
We have to work SO, and then We have 50 )
muck trouble, and then we are getting along
10 poorly; and see this wee little thing grow =
ng weaker and weaker; and then to think !.
are not getting nearer to God, but float =
ng away from Him. Oh, sir, l do wish ! B
ready to die"
I should not wonder il they had a good
lao1 haktn~ <sr,. fha. sra q, a.. Rk.-C A. II
make up for the fact that they had such q a
,ad tim here. 1t would be just like Jesus
o say; Come up and take the highest seats.
suffered with Ne on earth; now be \
With Ne in heaven" Oh, thou y
One Of Bethany Oh, thou -
lying One Of the crossl Have mercy on the u
tarving, freezing, homeless poor of these
/ have preached this sermon for four or b
I've practical reasons: Because ] want you a
o know who are the uprooting classes OF n
Because l want you to be more !.
in your charities. Because ?
want your hearts open with generosity, II
nd your hands open with charity. Be-
ause ] want you TO be made the sworn
riends Of all city evangelization, and all \
lewsboys' lodging houses, and all children's b
Id societies, and Dorcas societies, under the |,
lillful manipulation OF wives and mothers -
nd sisters and daughters; let the spare gar
nents Of your wardrobes be fitted to the 4
of the wan aud shivering. I should :
OF wonder il that hat that you give should
ome back a jewele1 coronet, or If that gar 4,
lent that You hand out from your wardrobe =
hould mysteriously be whitened, and some 1
ow wrought into the Saviour's own fobe,
0 In the last day He would run His hand !,
yer it and say, II was naked and ye clothed I
fe.n That would be putting your garments d
D glorious uses. hi
But more than that, I have preached the /,
because / thought In the contrast \
GU would see how very kindly God had II
ealt with you, and l thought that thou,
lnds Of you woul 60 to your comfortable i,
omes and sit at your well-filled tables and u
: the warm registers, and look at the round v
ices OF your children, and that then you
ould burst into tears at the review Of Gods
oodness TO you, and that you would 60 to a
our room and lock the door and kneel down G
say: lie
20 Lord, I have been an migrate; make Z
10 Thy child. o lord, there Rre so many :
saarv and uncled and unsheltered to-day.f z
hank Thee that all my life Thou hast takcn Il
uch good care of me. o, LORD, there are 80 u
sick and crippled children to-day, !
Thee mine are wholesome Of them On
arth, some of them in heaven. Thy 70 y
ess. o Lord, breaks me down. a me
nee and forever. Sprinkled AS l wes many i
ears ago at the altar, whils my mother hold n
now Iconsecrate ny soul 10 Thee In q
olier baptism OF repeating tears.
..For sinners, Lord, Thou can'st 70 bleed, 0
Asa1 n q sinner Vile indeed; Ii,
Lord, I believe Thy grace In lrcs. L
magnify that grace 70 NE"