The state chronicle., 1891-09-06

nave Deen neglected. 1hey must
have the gospel preached to them.
| tell you what. when / heard the
voice Of the Lord telling me TO 90
preach His word, poor, bankrupt sin
ner that | was, said I'll 90 and carry
this message 20 the poor of North
Carolina. 1t seemed TO me the
vilest, dirtiest dog Of a man had as
much right to get to Heaven as the
rich, and | determined to do nv
level best to give him chance"
Shortly after this the exhorter be-
came so touched by his own elo-
quence that he wept very copiously
which affected the great audience
very perceptibly. When the service
was over Rev. Mr.. Hardsense. who
had been an interested listener and
spectator, retraced his course to the
hotel musing thus: s.Is it true the
poor of North Carolina have not
the gospel preached to them? Are
the Methodist, Baptist, Presby-r-
terian, Episcopalian, Catholic and
Lutheran preachers of this State
neglecting their duty? Hardly.
Don't they cover the whole State
pretty we'll: Yes. De they talk
to the rich exclusively? If so, either
the rich are poor payers or the preach
ers, most Of them, deserve very little
pay" Here the good-natured man
smiled at his own humorous thought.
"The truth is" he continued, ''the
poor have the gospel preached to
them, but they don't have it done to
to them; that's what's the matter.
Now here's this upstart of an evan
gelist blaming the well-to-do and
the rich for their neglect of the poor
an their churches, creating bad feel
ing, perhaps, between class and
class; but what the poor want and
need is help outside of churches.
They wouldn't give pinch of snuff
to worship out of their belongings.
What they suffer from are causes
that weigh them down and make
them beggars, paupers, thieves and
murderers, and what they must have
if they ever rise above their miser-
able environments are social helps,
such as work houses, reformatories
and public schools, as we'll as SER
mons. The pity is that the people
of Raleigh will give this ignoramus,
for his own use, enough money to
, save Ann Friedman's children from
} the doom into which she is hasten
ing them. There is no State re-
; formatory to which they can be
sent. no law to punish the woman
! for making beggars of them, and
some people are fools enough to
2 think that this is the way the King
dom of Heaven Is going to be estab-
2 iiShed on earth"
"Willie, it's time you're going on
the street," said Ann Friedman to
her hopeful boy. 9TH soon be
dark. Get out. Don't come home
without the money, now, DO you
! hear? I'll thrash you good if you
! do"
The boy went out sullenly and
began his begging operations in the
residence portion Of the city.
This was in the spring of the
present year, 1891. at the close of
q beautiful 1av. How delightfully."-
balmy the soft sunshine had been,
after the incessant rains. For the
first time in the season nearly all resi-
dences were still open at nightfall,
= and many of their occupants were
i sitting on the porches chatting with
/ that vigor which is always noticea-
y bic when female manGuvres are
s being discussed for summer cam.
paigns.
l. 1t is not matter of history ex-
t, actly why Rev. J. z. Hardsense, of
Il Wilmington, happened to be in
4, Raleigh on this particular day. He
4, was there, however. And at the
IS very hour of Willie Friedman's beg
el ging, this healthy-brained clear soul
rs making his way toward the resi-
n dence of particular friends, near
y the executive mansion. The revi
r erend Hardsense is married man,
le as we all know, but the truth is he
n. has 2 great eye for beauty and pre-.
n, fesses himself a lover OF all women