Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1892-04-16

! the child on the other arm till rescued
and rescuer were lifted into safety, and
i the cry of coward ceased and all huz.
zaed at the scene of daring and sell
sacrifice.
When, recently, Captain Burton, the
J great author, died, he left u scientific
| book in manuscript, which he expected
would be his wife's fortune. He often
told her so. He said, This will make
you Independent and affluent after | am
! gone" He suddenly died, and it was
expected that the wife would publish
the book. One publisher told her be
could himself make out of it 500 900.
But it was book which. though written
with pure scientific design, she felt would
do iinmeasurlble damage to public
morals. With the two large volumes,
which had cost her husband the work OF
years, che sat down on the floor before
the fire, and said to herself. There is a
fortune for me in this book, and although
my husband wrote it with the right mo-
tive and scientific people might be helped
by it, to the vast majority,of people il
would be harmful, and know it world
damage the world" Then she took
apart thc manuscript sheet after sheet
and put it into the fire. until the last line
was consumed. Bravo! She flung bel
livelihood, her home. her chief worldly
resources under the best moral and re-
| ligious interests of the world.
HOW HUGH ARE We WILLING TO. GIVE UPi
How much are we willing to sacrifice
for others? Christ is again on the march,
not from Bethpagc to Jerusalem, but for
the conquest of the world. He will sure
y take it. butwho will furnish the palm
! branches for the triumphant way? Self
sacrifice 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 it. There is more depraved
literature to blast men than good litera-
ttre to elevate them. Oh for power
to descend upon US all like that which
whelmcd Charles e. Finney with mercy,
when. kneeling in his law Office, and be-
fore he entered upon his apostolic career
of evangelization, he said: THE Holy
Ghost descended on me in manner
that seemed to go through me, body and
soul. could feel the impression like a
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. can
recollect distinctly that it seemed to fan
me like immense wings. wept aloud
with JOY and love. These waves came
over me and over ME one after another,
and, until, recollect, / cried out, q
shall die if these waves continue to pass
over me. sid, Lord, l cannot bear
any more. And, when gentleman
came into the Office and said, MIR. Fin
ney, you are i'll PAIN? he replied. mo,
but so happy that cannot live"
MY hearers, the time will come when
upon the whole church Of God will de-
scend such cn avalanche of blessing, and
then the bringing of tho world to God
will be matter of a few years, perhaps
a few days or a 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 all nations, and
may we, by our prayers and our self
sacrifices and our contributions and our
conservation, throw palm branches in
the way. clap my hands at the coming
victory. | feel this morning as did the
Israelites when on their march from
Canaan: they came not under the shadow
of one palm tree but of seventy palm
trees. standing in IN oasis among a
dozen gushing fountains, or as the Book
puts it, Twelve wells of water and three
score and ten palm trees.
Surely there are more than seventy
such great and glorious souls present
today. Indeed it is a mighty grove of
palm trees. and feel something of the
raptures which shall feel when. our
last battle fought, and our last burden
carried, and our last tear wept, we shall
become one of the multitudes st. John
describes clothed in white robes and
palms in their hands" Hail thou bright,
thou swift advancing, thou everlasting
Palm Sunday of the skies! Victors over
sin and sorrow and death and woe, from
the hills and valleys of the heavenly
Palestine, they have plucked the long,
broad, green leaves, and all the ransomed
some in gates of pearl, and some on
battlements of amethyst, and some on
streets of gold, and some on seas of
sapphire, they shall stand in numbers
like tho stars, in splendor like the morn,
waving their palms!