The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1891-03-12

their cellars defeated the resolutions
by threatening speeches, They could
not bear to give up their own lusts.
tell this audience what many of you
may never have thought of, that today
not in the millennium, but today-the
church holds the balance of power in
| America; and il Christian people-the
men and the women who profess TO
love the Lord Jesus Christ and to love
purity and to be the sworn enemies of
all uneleanness and debauchery and
sniff all such would march side by
side and shoulder to shoulder this evil
would soon be overthrown. Think of
three hundred thousand churches and
Sunday schools in Christendom march
ing shoulder to shoulder How very
short time it would take them to put
down this evil if all the churches of
God, transatlantic and cisatlantic, were
armed on this subjectl
Young men of America, pass over
into the army of teetolism. Whisky,
good to preserve corpses, ought never
to turn you into a corpse. Tens of
thousands of young men have been
dragged out of responsibility, and out
of purity, and out of good character,
and into darkness by this internal stuff
called strong drink. Do not touch it
| Do not touch it!
In the front door of our church in
Brooklyn few summers ago, this
Escene occurred: Sabbath morning a
young man was entering for divine
worship. A friend passing along the
street said, "Joe, come along with me;
am going down to Coney Island, and
we'll have a gay sunday" mo" re-
pied Joe; 81 have started to go here to
church, and am going to attend SER
vice here" ''Oh, joe" his friend said,
you can go to church any timel The
day is bright, and we'll go to Coney Isl
and and we'll have a splendid time"
The temptation was too great, and the
twain went to the beach, spent the day
in drunkenness and riot. The evening
train started up from Brighton. The
young men were on it. Joe, in his in
toxication, when the train was in full
speed tried to pass around from one
seat to another, and fell and was
crushed.
Under the lantern, as Joe lay bleed
ing his life away on the grass, he said
to his comrade: "John, that was bad
business, your taking me away from
church; it was very bad business.
You ought not to have done that, John.
want you to tell the boys tomorrow
when you see them that rum and Sab
bath breaking did this for me. And,
John, while you are telling them win
be in hell, and it will be your fault"
Is it not time for me to pull out from
the great organ of Gods Word, with
many banks of keys, the trenolo stop?
''Look not upon the wine when it is
red, when it moveth itself Alright in the
cup, for at last it biteth like serpent
and stingeth like an adder"
IT'S WATERLOO AT HAND.
But this evil will be arrested. Blu
cher came up just before night and
saved the day at Waterloo. At 4
o'clock in the afternoon it looked very
badly for the English. Generals Pom
sonby and Picton fallen Sabers broken,
flags surrendered, Scots Grays annihi-
lated. Only fortytwo men left out of
the German brigade. The English
army falling back and falling back.
Napoleon rubbed his hands together
1 apa esfd: "Aha ahal we'll teach that
little Englishman lesson. Ninety
chances out of hundred are in our
favor. Magnificent! magnificent" He
even sent messages to Paris to say he
had won the day.
But before shutdown Butcher came
up, and he who had been the conqueror
of Austerlitz became the victim of
Waterloo. That name which had
shaken all Europe and filled even
America with apprehension-that name
went down, and Napoleon, muddy and
hatless and crazed with his disasters,
was found feeling for the stirrup of a
horse that he might mount and re-
sumo the conflict.
Well, my friends, alcoholism is i'm
perial, and it is a conqueror, and there
are good people who say the night of
national overthrow is coming, and
that it is almost night. But be-
fore shutdown the Conqueror of earth
and heaven will ride in ON the white
horse, and alcoholism, which has had
it's Austerlitz of triumph, shall have its
Waterloo of defeat. Alcoholism having
lost its crown, the grizzly and cruel
breaker of human hearts, crazed with
the disaster will be found feeling in
vain for the stirrup on which to re-
mount its foaming charger. $50, O
Lord, let thine enemies perishp