Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1892-04-30


! same 1twfitching Of the nerves, wien at
/. home with their own spade they might
have dug health out of the ground or
with their own Ak hewn health out Of o
| log. or with their own scythe garnered
health from the grain field.
SooLIsn PRIDE ABOUT WORE.
There are many who estimate the
responsibility of en- occupation by the
(! little exertion it demands, and would
! not have their children entcr any em-
! ployment where their hands may be
i soiled; forgetting that a lnborer's over
9alls are just as honorable as priests
robes and an anvil is just as respectable
!! as a pulpit. Health flies from the bed
of down and says, II cannot sleep here;r
and from the table spread with ptar-
. nligan and. epicurean yiands, saying 81
cannot eat ',ere;g and from the vehicle
Of soft cushions and easy springs, say
| ing, II cannot ride Shere;;n and from
houses luxurioIsly warmed and uphol-
stored, saying, II cannot live here;" and
some day you meet Health, who declined
all these luxuriant: places, walking in
the plow's furrow, or sweltering beside
the Kissing forge, or spinning among tho
looms, or driving a dray or timing u roof
or carrying hods of brick up the ladder
of wall
Furthlymore, notice that Incidence
endange1s the soul. Satan makes his
chief conT.ests over men who either
have nothing to do, or, if thoy have, re-
fuse to do it There is legend that st.
Thomas, years after Christ's resurrcc-
ton, began again to donSs, md no
went to tho apostles and told them
about his doubts Each apostle looked
at him with surprise and then said he
must be excused for he had not time to
listen any longer. Then ST. Thomas
went to the devout women of his time and
expressed his doubts. They said they
were sorry but that they had no time to
listen. Then ST. Thomas concluded.
that it was because they were so busy
that the apostles ard the devout women
had no doubts.
Idlencss not only leads man into
associations which harm his morals, but
often thrusts upon him the worst kind
Of skepticism. Loafers arc almost al
ways infdels, or fast getting to be.
Consnmmate idlers never read the Bible,
and if they appear in church can be
distinguished in an audience Of thou
sand by their hstlessness, for they are
too lazy to hear. 1t is not SO much
among occupied merchants, industrious
mechanics and professional men always
busy that you hear the religion of Jesus
1haligned, rs in public lounging places,
given up to profanity and dissoluteness-
They have no sympathy with the Book
that says. "Let him that stole steal no
more; but rather let him labor, working
with his hands the thing which is good,
that he may have to give to him that
needeth."
never knew man given up to thor
ough idleness that was converted. ST..
mon and Andrew wero converted while
fishing and Lydia whilo selling purple.
and the shepherds of bethlehem watch
ing their focks heard the voice OF angels,
and Gideon was thrashing on the thrash
ing floor, but no one was ever converted
with his hands in his pockets Let me
tell the idler that there is no hope for
him either in this world or the world
which is to come. If the Son Of God,
who owned the whole universe, worked
in tie carpenter shop of Joseph, surely
we, who own so little yet want so much,
ought to lie busy. The redeemed in
heaven are never idle. What exciting
songs they sing!
On what messages Of love they fly
through all the universe, fulfilling Gods
high behests and taking worlds In one
circuit, rushing with infinite 6erceness
against sin and cruelty and oppression,
and making the gates of hell to quake at
the overthrow CT the principalities of
darkness, and in tie same twinkle of an
eye speeding back to their thrones with
the news Of sinners repentant The
River Of Life is ever flowing, and the
palms ever waving, and the hallelujahs
ever rising, and the harps ever sound
ing, and the temple always open, and
the golden streets always, crush with
chariots of salvation, and the last place
which you ought ever to want to go to
is heaven unless you want to be busy.
SORE NEED OF WORKERS.
Alas, my hearers, that in this world
there should DO so 1na- loungers and so
few workers. We 30 into The vineyard
of the church and we hear the arbor
groan under the heft of the vines, and
the clusters hanging down, large and
thick and ripe, cluster against cluster,
faircr than the punches Of Eshcol and
Engedi, and at touch they viii, turn
into wine more ruddy than that of Lib
anus and >Helbon. But where are the
men t., gather the vintage and tread the
vine press9 There comes to your ear
O sound of a thousand wheat fields ready
for the sickle. The grain is ready. 1t
is tall, it is full, it is golden. 1t waves
in the sunlight. 1t rustles in the wind.
It would I'LL the barns. 1t would crowd
tho garnors. After awhile it will lodge,
or the mildew and the rust will sElite it
Oh, where are the reapers to bind TIE
sheayes? The enemies of God are mar
shaled. You see the glitter of their
bucklers. You hear the paving Of their
chargers, and all along the line of battle
is heard the shout of their great captain,
and at the armies of the living God they
hurl their defiance. They come not in
numbers, like the hosts Of Sennacherib,
but their multitude is like the leaves of
the forest and the sound Of their voices
like the thunder of the sea. Mailed in
hell's impenetrable arbor, they advance
with the waving of their banners and
the dancing of their plumes. Their
ranks are not easily to be broken, for
the batteries of hell will open to help
them, and ten thousand angels of dark
ness mirgle in the fight. Where are the