The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1892-05-14

sisters will hold for you too. Don't
you notice when your Uncle Jones
strikes whiSkey, hos dynamite. I'm
Just common gunpowdcr on anything
else. The women and children are
backing me up. They say, Sic 'em.
Sam and Sans Sticking.
You say there's money in it. |
knew young man who was employed
in Il harroom. He knew it was wrong
and went to his employer and told him
no must Quit. In a few days the ON
ployer sent for him and said to him: Il
want you back, where gave you $50 to
stay in the saloon III give you hun
Gred to stay i'll the stOro.' l have stop
ped that part and will sell no more
whiskoy.
To-day do Il declare, will render
doubly unto them. And when i: comes
to Sam Jones | could tell you story
that would beat that all over. Nine
teen years ago when | loft little homo
IN Cartersville to go out as an interant
preacher, since then have had thou
sand homes. l left friends then and
have gained thousand to one. have
been more than blest.
~ sat down in a young mans drug
store in Augusta and said, Joe, how arc
you getting along?' lie said All right
borrowed the money to start this bust
ness and now don't owe q cent l said
Joe are you humble? Yes, try to be
but the Methodist Church always keeps
me poor. told him you dirty old liar,
didn't you say that you started without
cent and now own this store. can
run the Methodist Church on what it
takes to keep ten old red nozed buns in
whislley.
Take any wealthy church memb Der and
you will find he accumulated his money
since he joined the church. You preach
ers say that salvation is free and if its
free people don't want to pay for it,
Brethren, quit it. 1t is not free.
prisoners without hope. There are
three classes of prisoners with hope:
First, the earnest, devoted Christian
workers; second, faithful, earnest peni.
tents, and third, mon who have never
said word, but deep down in their
hearts they want to do better. And
there ar, three classes Of prisoners with
out hope: First, the fallen angels who
kept not their faith, but went down in
chains into everlasting darkness 1t
makes my blood run cold to look down
into that dark cavern; second, men'and
women who havo walked and talked
with you and me, and who will die
without repentance.
1.-The only time for repentance is be-
tween now and the coffin. and those men
and women who are certain they will be
saved and put it off arc just as certain
to be lost as anything.
"Oh, tho loss of an immortal soul
Gone TO death unprepared, n prisoner
without hope, soul going to enter
eternity with thousand chances to re-
pent, and yet going unpardoned.
Let me illustrate this for you.
Georgia preacher received Il telegram
during the war from his brother, who
was on tho battlefield and had been
seriously wounded. lie at once left for
the place, and think it was somewhere
In Virginia here After getting off the
train nc went and heard that his brother
had been wounded and was dangerously
Ill. Ho fastened to his side, and his
poor Wounded brother looked up and
said, Brother, am so glad you have
come before l die Yes said the
preacher, brother, am so glad to find
you alive. Brother, must you dic?'
asked the preacher.
'Hc said, Yes was told that any one
of the six wounds would be fatal and
surely the six will do it's work. We'll
said the brother, the next question is
are you prepared to dep No. he said,
and there is no hope for me. have
slnned away my life and l cannot re-
pent. i cannot believe that said the
preacher brother. Don't talk that way;
remember the thief on the cross 4 know
am lost and have given up and the
brother preacher tried TO enc ourage him.
The next day he saw him again and
SAID the same question, and tho wounded
brother said: On, have so many pangs
and pains that cannot consecrate nv
self. The next day he prayed with him
again, when he said: Brother, do not
tantalize me. know that my destiny
is fixed. lie called upon him again the
next day, when the wounded brother
SAID to him: Promise me. know that
have sinned my life away, ana can
not go to God as | am. ard l have made
up my mind to take what comes The
sixth day ctmo and tho sixth night, and
the preacher sat at his bedside, and he
had sat up so much and had SO little
sleep that he thought that he would sit
down and take a rest.
HE had no sooner laid his head upon
tho couch than he fell into deep slum-
Der, and lying there on that couch !
dreamed that my brother died and died
with his mouth open. In an instant or
two saw the soul como and leap forth
from the body, and 1 saw it as it dropped
along down over the body of the man.
as 1t jumped to the foot of the bed I'D
flutter down on the floor and then
walked and crept under a pile of wood.
and he said in an instant saw the
devil coming in in bodily shape, and |
saw him trip up to the bedside, look
down my brothers. mouth, and saw
that the soul was gone and then
he came down from the foot of
the bed and tracked the soul
and then l thought saw my brothers.
soul scream and fly out from the pike of
wood; then thought heard tho pur-
suit of the devil after my hrothar,s aonl