Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1891-04-16

Let it be known In this country that crime
will have no quarter, that the detectives
are after it, that the police club is being
brandished, that tho iron door of the
prison is being opened, that tho Judge is
ready to call on the case. Too great
| leniency TO criminals is too great severity
to society.
Again: in your efforts to arrest this
plague Of crime, you need TO consider the
idle population. OF course, do not refer
to people who arc getting old, or to the
| sick, or to those who cannot get work; hut
tell you 10 look out for those athletic men
and women who will not work. do not
care who the man Is, you cannot afford to
| be idle. 1t is from the idle classes that the
| criminal classes are made up. Character,
like water, gets putr.d IL it stands still too
! long. l have watched these do-noth .ngs
who spend their time stroking their boards,
and re-touching their toilet and critczng
! industrious people, and pass their days and
| nights in bar-rooms and club houses,
| loungiDg and smoking and chewing and
card-playing. These men for awhile smoke
the best cigars, and wear the best clothes
and move in the highest sphere; but have
noticed that very soon they CONS down to
| the PRISON, the almshouse or stop at the
gallows.
in this cluster Of cities, whose cry Of
want interpret, there are said to be, as
far as can figure it up from the reports,
about three hundred thousand honest poor
who are dependent upon individual, city or
state charities. If all their voices could
! como up at once. it would TO groan that
would shake the Foundation of the city.
| and bring all earth and heaven to the
rescue nart c,rHa
| unexpresscd. 1t sits in silence, CRASHING
its teeth, and sucking the blood of its own
arteries, waiting for tho judgment day.
Oh, should not wonder il on that day it
would be found out that some of us had
some things that belonged to them; some
extra garment which might have made
them comfortable in cold days. some bread
thrust into the ash barrel that might have
appeased their hunger for little while;
some wasted candle or gas jet that might
have kindled up their darkness; some
fresco on the ceiling that would have given
them roof; some jewel which, brought to
that orphan girl in time. might have kept
her from being crowded off tho prccipices
OF an unclean life; some New Testament
that would have told them of him who
came to seek and save that which was
lost" Oh, this wave of vagrancy and
hunger and nalledness that dashes against
our front door step! If the roofs of all the
houses OF destitut,on could be lifted SO we
could look down into them just as God
looks, whose nerves would he strong
enough to stand it? And yet there they
| are. Tho fifty thousand sewing women
In these three cities, some of them in
hunger and cold, wording night after
night until sometimes the blood spurts
from 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 the city mis-.
sionary: II am down hearted. Every.
things against US; AMI then there are
other tn nGs." What other thingsPs
said the city missionary. 90" she re-
piled, my SIM" what do you mean by
that?' ''Well," she said, Il never hear OF
see anything good. It's work from Mon.
day morning till Saturday night, and then
when Sunday comes l can't go out, and ]
walk the floor, and it makes me tremble ts
think that have got to meet God. o sir,
it's so hard for US. We have to work so.
and then we have so much trouble, and
then we are getting along so poorly; and
see this wee little thing growing weaker
and weaker; and then TO think we are not
getting nearer TO God, but floating away
from him. o, sir, / do wish was ready
to die"
l should not wonder if they had q good
deal better time than we in the future, to
make up for the fact that they had such
bad time here. 1t would be Just like Jesu.
to say: Come up and take the highest
seats. You suffered with me on earth
now be gloried with me in heaven" O.
thou weeping One of Bethany! o, thor
dying One of the cross! Have mercy on
the starving, freezing, homeless poor OF
these great cities,
l have preached this sermon for four OIL
five practical reasons: Because l want Y,
to know who are the uprooting GLASSES II
society. Because | want you TO be more
discriminating in your charities. Becaus,
want your hearts open with generosity
and your hands open with charity
Because / want you to be made sworr
friends of all city evangelzation, and al
newstoys' lodging houses, and all
children's aid societies and Dorcai
societies, under the skliful manipulation
| of wives and mothers and sisters ane
daughters; let the spare garments of YOU
wardrobes be fitted to the limbs of the war
and shivering. | should not wonder /!
that hat that you gave should come back {;
! ieweled coronet, or if that garment tha'
you hand out from your wardrobe should
myster.ously be whitcned, and somehow
wrought into the Saviour's own robe, so il
the last day he would run his hand over it
and say: II was naked and We clothed me. :
/ That would be putting your garments te
| glorious uses.
| But more than that, | have preached tn,
sermon because | thought in the contrast
| you would see how very kindly God had
! dealt with you, and l thought that thou.
| sands of you would go to your comfortabl,
! homes, and sit at your we'll filled tables, ani
| at the warm registers, and look at tn,
! round faces of your children, and that ther
| you would burst into tears at the review
| of Gods goodness to you and that yoI
would go to your room and lock the door,
and kneel down and say: 20 Lord, have
been an migrate; make me thy child. C
Lord, there are so many hungry, and un
clad, and unsheltered today, | thank the,
that all my life thou has talcen good car,
of me. o Lord, there are so many sicl
and crippled children today, l thank the,
| mine are well, some of them on EARTH som,
of them in heaven. Thy goodness, o Lord
! breaks me down. Take me once and for.
| ever. SprlhRleu as was many years aSt
ut the altar, while my mother held me
now l consecrate my soul to thee in holiel
baptism of repenting tears"
For sinners, Lord, thou cam'st to bleed
| And I'm a sinner vile indeed:
Lord, 1 believe thy grace is free,
magnify that grace to me.
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