The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-04-11

selves so straight and graceful and educated
should ever forget that they are wa king to-
| day over the fallen strength of an industri-
| Gus and honored parentage. A little
ashamed, are you, at their ungrammaticaI
utterancel 1t was through their sacrifices
that you learned accuracy of speech. Do
you lose patience with t;1em because they
are little querulous and complainingl l
guess you have forgotten how querulous
and complaining you were when you were
getting over that whooping cough or that
intermittent fever. A liUtle annoyed, are
you, because her hearing is poor and you
have TO tell her something twlcei She was
not always hard Of hearing When YOU
were two years old your first call for a
drink at midnight woke her from a sound
sleep as quick as any one will waken at the
trumpet call Of the resurrection.
., my young lady, what is that under the
sole Of your fine shoe z 1t is a palm leaf
which was torn off the tree Of maternal fl
deity. Young merchant, young lawyer.
young journalist, young mechanic, with
good salary and fine clothes and refined sur
roundinGs, have you forgotten what a time
your father had that winter, after the sum-
mer's crops had failed through droughts or
floods or locusts. and how he wore his old
coat too long and made his old hat do, that
he might keep you at school or college9
What Is that, my young man, under your
fine boot to-day, the boot that so well fits
your foot, such boot as your father could
never afford to wears 1t must be a leaf
from the palm tree Of your fathers self
sacrifices. Do not be ashamed Of him when
he comes to town, andIbecause his manners
ara little old-fashioned, try to smuggle
him in and smuggle him out, but call in
your best friends and take him to the house
of God and introduce him to your pastor and
say: This is my father" II he had kept for
himself the advantages which he gave you,
he would be as we'll educated and as we'll
gotten up as you. When in the English
parliament member was making a great
speech that was unanswerable a lord
derlsively cried out 81 remember you when
you blackened my fathers boots.n Eyes"
replied the man, land did not do it WELL"
Never be ashamed Of your early surround
ings. Yes, yes, all the green leaves we
walk over we're torn off some palm tree, [
have cultivated the habit of forgetting the
unpleasant things Of life and chiefly re-
memb er the smooth things, and as far as
remember now my life has for the most part
moved on over a road soft with green
leaves. They were torn off two palm trees
that stood at the start of the road. The
prayers, the Christian example, the good ad-
vice, the hard work of my father and
mother. How they toiled Their fingers
we're knotted with hard work. Their fore
heads were wrinkled with many cares.
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burdens.
They long ago went into slumber among
their kindred and friends on the banks Of
the Raritan, but the influences they threw
in the way Of their children are yet green
as leaves the moment they are plucked from
a palm tree. and we feel them on our brow
and under our feet and they will strew all
the way until we lie down in the same slum-
Der. Self-sacrihcel What a thrilling word.
Glad am that our world has so many
specimens Of it. The sailor boy on ship
board was derided because he would not
fight or gamble, and they called him a
coward. But, when u child fell overheard
and no one else was ready to help, the de-
rided sailor leaped into the sea, and, al
though the waves were rough, the sailor
swimming with one arm carried the child
on the other arm till rescued and rescuer
were lifted into safety, and the cry of
coward ceased and all huzzaed at the scene
of daring and self-sacrifice.
When recently Capt. Burton, the great
author died, he left scientific book in
manuscript, which he expected would be his
wife's fortune. He often told her 80. He
said: This will make you independent and
atiuent after l am gone" He suddenly died,
and it was expected that his wife would
publish the book. One publisher told her
he could himself make out of it one huns
dred thousand dollars. But 10 was a book
which, though written with pure scientific
design, she felt would do immeasurable
damage to public morals. With the two
large volumes, which had cost her husband
the work of years, she sat down on the floor
before the fire and said to herself: There 10
fortune for me in this book, and, although
my husband wrote it with the right motive
and scientific people might be helped by it.
to the vast majority of people it would be
harmful, and l know it would damage the
world" Then she took apart the manu-
script. sheet after sheet. and put it into the
hre, until the last one was consumed
Bravo She flung her livelihood, her home.
her chief worldly resources under the best
moral and religious interests of the world
How much are we willing to sacrifice for
others. Christ Is again on the march, not
from Bethpage to Jerusalem, but for the
conquest Of the world. He will surely take
1t, but who will furnish the palm branches
for the triumphant way2 Self-sacrifce is the
word. There is more money paid to destroy
the world than to save it. There are more
buildings put up to ruin the race than
churches to evangelize 1t. There is more
depraved literature to blast men than good
literature to elevate them. o, for a power
TO descend upon us all like that which
whelmed Charles g. Finney with mercy,
when, kneeling in his law office, and before
he entered upon his apostolic career Of evan
COLLATION., he said: THE Holy Ghost
descended on me in manner that
seemed to go through me, body
and soul l could feel the impression like
wave OF electricity going through and
through me. Indeed, it seemed to come in
waves and waves OF liquid love. 1t seemed
like the breath of God. l can recollect dis
tinctly that it seemed to fan me like i'm
mense wings. / wept aloud with joy aud
love. These waves came over me and over
me one ar ter another. and. until, / recol-
lect, / cried out: i shall die If these waves
continue to pass over me. l said: Lord, 1
cannot bear any more'" And, when a
gentleman came into the office. and
said: Mr.. Finney, you are in pain?" he
replied; mo. but so happy that l cannot
liven
My hearers, the time will come when
upon the whole church of God will descend
such an avalanche OF blessing and then the
bringing OF the world TO God will be a
matter OF few years, perhaps a few days,
or few hours. Ride on, o Christ! for the
evangelization of all nations. Thou Christ
who didst ride on the unbroken colt down
the sides OF Olivet, on the white horse Of
eternal victory ride through ali nations, and
may we, by our prayers and our self sacrl-
fees arNsour contributions and our con-
secratioiN throw palm branches in the way.
| clap my hands at the coming victory. l
feel this morning as did the Israelites when
on their march to Canaan, they came not
under the shade of one palm tree, but of
seventy palm trees, standing in an oasis
among dozen gushing fountains. or as the
book puts it: Twelve wells OF water
and three score ard ten palm trees"
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