Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1893-04-13

BROOKLYN. April 9.-Rev. Dr.. Ial-
mage chose for his sermon today i theme
Of universal interest-the dark side q
social life in our great cities. The text
chosen as the basis Of 4 most graphic dis
course was Genesis i. 5, And the dar6-
ness he called night
Two grand divisions of time The one
of sunlight. the other of shadow; theone
for work, the other for rest; the one a
type of everything glad and beautiful.
the other used in all languages as a type
of sadness and affection and SIN. These
two divisions were made by the Lord
himself Other divisions of time may
have Nomenclature of human invention
but the darkness he'd up its dusEy brow
to the Lord. and he baptized it. the dew
dripping from his fingers as he. gave it
name, And the darkness he called
night"
Ny subject is midnight IN town The
thunder of the city has rolled oaJ of the
air. The slightest sounds cut 'lae night
with such distinctneSs as to attract Your
attention. The tinkling OF the bell Of
the street car in the distance and the
bavins of the dog. The stamp of a
horse in the next street. The sla.nmin=
of saloon door. The hiccough of the
drunkard gThe shrieks OF the steam
whistle FIVE miles away Oh. now sus
gestive. nay friends-mid;igh IN town
ANGELS OF THE NIGHT.
There are honest men passing uD ana
down the street. Here is a city mission
airy who has been carving g semitic OF
coal. TO that poor family ~ that dark
place. Here is an undertaken going up
the steps of a building from which there
comes bitter cry which indicates that
the destroying angel has smitten the
frstboTn. Here is a minister of religion
who has been giving the sacrament to a
dying Christian. Here is q physician
pas.tnr Sae n great haste. the mes
Ser = yss ste.,s ahead hu:-- -y1pg. on to
the nn::Ssehold. Nearly al The lights
have gone out. in the dwellings. Thai
light in the window : the light Of the
watcher. for the medicines must be I'd
,ninister4d. and the fever mast DC
watched, and the restless tossing of Of
the coverlii mus; be resisted, a:6! t2eic,-
must be kept on the hot tenaples, ana
the perpetual prayer must go UP fro,a
hearts soon 10 be broken Oh, the mid
night in town, What q stupel49ous
thought-a whole city at rest.Nes~
Weary arm preparing for tomorrow's
toll. Hot brain being cooled of Rigid
muscles relaxed. Excited nerres soothed.
The white hair of the octogenay1:3n in
thin drifts across the pillow. fresh fall
of fakes on snow already fallen. Child
hood with its dimpl9d hands thrown out
on the pillow, saG with every breath
taking in new store Of fun and frolic
Gods slumberless eye viii look. Let
one great wave of refreshing slumber
roll over the heart OF the great town,
submerging care and anxiety and w0rri
ment and pain.
Let the city sleep; but, ay friends be
not deceived There VIII be thousands
tonight who VIII not sleep AT all Go up
that dark alley and be cautious where
you tread lest you fall over the PROSTATE
form of a drunkard lying on his own
doorstep. Look about you lest You feel
the garroter's hug Look through the
broken window pane and see what You
can see Ycu say, Nothing Then
listen. What is 1t: God help as No
footlghts, but tragedy ghastlier and
mightier than Ristori or Edwin Booth
ever enacted. NoliSht no fire 10 bread.
no h,pe. Shivering in the cold. they
have had no food for p hours YoD
say, Why don't they beg" They DO
but they get nothing. You say. "W-ly
don't they deliver themselves over to
the aimshoUse: All. you wopad .4os ASH
that if you ever heard the bitter cry
of man or child when told he must
go TO the almshouse.
TIE HoNLST POOR.
II.