Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1893-07-31
tragedy many of the youth of this coun-
try are ruined

Further on thousands and tens of thou
sands of the daughters of America are
sacrifcedto worldliness. They are taught
to be in sympathy with all the artificial
ties of society. They are indicted into
all the ho1lowness of what is called fash
ionable life. They are taught to believe
that history is dry, but that 80 cent sto-
ries of adventurous love are delicious.
With capacity that might have rivaled
a Florence Nightingale in heavenly min
istries, or made the fathers house glad
with flial and sisterly demeanor, their
life is waste, their beauty curse, their
eternity a demolition.
SLAIN AT THE ALTAR.
In the siege of Charleston, during the
civil war, a lieutenant of the army stood
on the floor beside the daughter of the
ex-governor of the state of South Caro-
lima. They were taking the vows of
marriage. A bombshell struck the roof,
dropped into the group, and nine were
wounded and slain; among the wounded
to death, the bride. While the bride
groom knelt on the carpet trying to
stanch the wounds the bride demanded
that the ceremony be completed, that
she might take the vows before her de-
parture, and when the minister said,
wilt thou be faithful unto death?' with
her dying lips she said, 81 WILL" and in
two hours she had departed That was
the accidental slaughter and the sac
rltice of the body but at thousands of
marriage affairs there are daughters slain
for time and slain for eternity 1t is not
marriage; it is massacre.
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waiting until his father dies so he can
get the property. Then little while
they swing around in the circles, bril-
liant circles. Then the property is gone
and having no power to earn a liveli-
hood the twain sink into some corner of
soclety-the husband an idler and a sot,
the wife drudge, a slave and sacrifice.
All, spare your denunciations from Jeph-
thah's head and expend them all on this
wholesale modern martyrdom!
L lift up my voice today against the
sacrifice of children. I look out of my
window on Sabbath and I see a group
of chi1dren-unwashed, uncombed, un-
Christianized. Who cares for them?
Who prays for them? Who utters to
them one kind word?
THE STREET ARAB
When the city missionary passing along
the park IN New York saw a ragged lad
and heard him swearing, he said to him:
my son, stop swearingi You ought to
go to the house of God today. You ought
to be good. You ought to be a Chris
tian." The lad looked in his face and said,
'Ah, it is easy for you to talk, well
clothed as you are and well fed, but we
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them to the altar for baptism? Who
goes forth to snatch them up from crime
and death and woe? Who today will go
forth and bring them into schools and
churches? No. Heap them up, great
piles of rags and wretchedness and filth.
Put underneath them the fires of sacri-
flee, stir up the blaze, put ON more fag-
OTIS, and while we sit in the churches
with folded arms and Indifferent crime
and disease and death will go on with
the agonizing sacrifice.
During the early French revolution at
Bourges there was a company of boys
who used to train every day as young
soldiers, and they carried flag, and they
had on the flag this inscription: ''Trem-
BILE, tyrants, tremble! We are growing
up" Nightly suggestive! This gen
Grafton is passing off, and mightier
generation is coming on. Will they be
the foes of tyranny, the foes of sin and
the foes of death, or will they be the foes
of God? They are coming up!
/ congratulate all parents who are do
ing their best to keep their children
away from the altar of sacrifice. Your
prayers are going to be answered. Your
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but they will come back again. A voice
comes from the throne today encourag-
ing you, Il will be God to thee, and to
thy seed after thee" And though when
you lay your head in death there may be
some wanderer of the family far away
from God. and you may be 20 years in
heaven before salvation shall come to
his heart, he will be brought into the
kingdom, and before the throne of God
you will rejoice that you were faithful. |
Come at last. although so long post
poned his coming. Come at last!
CHEER FOR THE ToILERs.
I congratulate all those who are toll
ing for the outcast and the wandering. |
Your work will soon be over, but the in
fuence you are setting in motion will
never stop. Long after you have been
garnered for the skies your prayers, your
teachings and your Christian influence
will go on and help to people heaven
with bright inhabitants.
Which would you rather see-which |
scene would you rather mingle in in the
last great day-being able to say, 81
added house to house and land to land
and mandatory to mandatory; I
owned half the city; whatever my eyes
saw had, whatever wanted 1 got" or
on that day to have Christ look you full
in the face and say, 81 was hungry, and
We fed me: l was naked, and We clothed
me; was sick and in prison, and We Wis