The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1891-08-19

tered, tortures me Ike condemned
spirit"
l went to see a wording die. AS
went into the hall I saw its floor was
les, s,ellated, an It's wall was a picture
gallery. l found Ms death-chambel
adorned with tapestry un"il it seemed as
if the clouds of the setting sun had set
tied in the room. The man had given
forty Years to the world-his wit, hi:
time, his genius, his talent, his soul,
Did the world come IL to stand by his
death-bed, and clearing off the rials c
bitter medicine, put down any compen.
satior9 Oh. no! The world Goes not
like sick and dying people. and leaves
them in the lurch. 1t ruined this man.
and then left him. He had magnli.
cent funeral. All the ministers wore
scarfs. and there were fortv-three car
riases in a row; but tie departed man
not the obsequics.
L want to persuade my audience that
this world is poor investment; that it
does not pay ninety per cent Of salts.
faction, nor eighty per cent nor twenty
per cent nor two per cent, nor one; that
il gives no solace when a dead babe lies
on your lap: that it gives no peace whrn
conscience rings its alarm; that 1t gives
no explanation in the day OF dire trou-
bic; and at the time of your decease il
takes hold of the pillow case, and shakes
out the feathers, and then jolts down in
the place thereof sishs, and groans, and
execrations, and then makes you put
your head on it. Oh. le who have tried
this world, is 1t a satisfactory portion:
Would you advise your friends to make
the investment: No; ''Ye have sold
yourselves for nouyht." Your con-
science went. Your hope went. Your
Bible went. Your heaven went. Your
God went. When a sheriff under writ
from the courts sells man out, the Off
Ger generally leaves a few chairs and a
bed, and a few cups and knives; but IN
This awful vendue in which you have
been engaged the auctioneer's mallet
has come down upon body, mind and
soul: Going! Gone! ''Ye have sold
yourselves for nouSht."
How could you do so? Did you think
that your soul was mere trinklet which
for a few pennies you could buy in toy
shop: Did you think that your soul, if
once lost, might be found again if you
went out with torches and lanterns?
Did you think that your soul was short
lived, and that, painting, it would soon
lie down for extinction? Or had you no
idea what your soul was worth? Did
you ever put your fore6ngers on It's eter-
nal pulses? Have you not felt the
culver Of its peerless wing? Have you
not known that after leaving the body,
the first step of your soul reaches to the
stars. and the next step to the tarLherest
outposts of Gods universe, and that it
will not die until the day when the ever
lasting Jehovah expires? Oh, my BROTH
er, what possessed you that you should
part with your soul 50 cheap? You
have sold yourself for nought."
But / have some good news to tell
You. l want to engage IN a litigation
Tor the recovery of that soul of yours. l
want to show that you have been cheat
ed out of it. want to prove, as will,
that you were crazy on that subject,
and that the world, under such clrcum-
stances, had no right to take the title
deed from yoa; and if you will join me I
shall get decree from the high chancery
court Ct Heaven reinstauns you into
The possession Of your soul. 'Oh, you
say, II am afraid Of lawsuits, they are
50 expensive, and l cannot pay the
cost" Then have you forgotten the
last half OF my text? ''Ye have sold
yourself for nought; and ye shall be re-
deemed without money"
Money is good for q great many
things, but it cannot do anything in this
matter OF the soul. You can not buy
your way through. Dollars and p 'upds
sterling mean nothing at the gate Of
If you could buy your saliva
tion, heaven would be great specula.
ton, an extension OF Wall street. Bad
men would go up and buy out the l.lace
and leave US to shift For ourselves. But
as money is not a lawful tender, what
is? l will answer: Blood! Whose?
Are we TO go through the slaughter
Oh, no; It wants richer blood than ours.
1t wants a kings blood. 1t must be
poured from royal arteries. 1t must be
a sinless torrent. But where IS the
king? l see a great many thrones and
4 great many occupants, yet none seem
10 be COMM down to the rescue. But
after while the clock Of night in Beth
lehem strikes twelve, and the silver
pendulum Of star swings across the
sky, aud l see the King OF Heaven rls-
ing w., and he descends, and steps down
from star to star, and from cloud to
cloud, lover and lower, until he touches
the sheep-covered hills, and then on to
another hill, this last skull-s"aped, and
there, at sharp stroke CT persecu-
iion. rill incarradine trickles down,
and we who could not lie redeemed by
money are redeemed by precious and inn
perlal blood.
We have in this day protessed Chris
tians who are so raletied and ethereal
;zed that they do not want religion OF
blood What do You want: You seem
to want religion OF bralUs. The Bible
says: "Iu the blood is the lsfe." No
atoremeut Without blood. Ought not
The apostle 10 know? What did be say?
.Ye are redeemed not with corruptibls
thinys, such as silver and gold, but by
the precious blood of Christ" You put
your lancet into the arm Of our holy re-
liSion and withdraw the blood, and YOU
leave 1t a uere corpse, tit only far the
grave. Why did God command the
priests OF old to strike the knife into the
kid, and the goat, and the pigeon, and
the bullock, and the lamb: 1t was so
that when the blood rushed out from
these animals on the floor OF tie ancient
the people should be COM
PEELED to think OF the coming carnage OF
tue Son of God. No blood no atone.
ment.
think that God Intended to impress Us