The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1893-08-10

honestly and go uscfully. For the lack
of it sickness dies without medicine,
and hunger finds its coffin in the empty
breadtray, and nakedness shivers for
lack of clothes and fire. When | hear
a man in canting TRADE against money
"a Christian man-as though it had
no possible use on earth and he had no
interest in it, l come almost to think
that the Heaven that would be appro-
pirate for him would be an everlast-
ing poorhouse! While, my friends,
we do admit there is such thing as
lawful use of money! profitable
use of money-let us recognize, also,
the fact that money can not satisfy
mans soul, that it can not glitter in
the dark valley; that it can not pay our
fare across the Jordan of death, that
it can not unlock the gate of Heaven.
There are men in all occupations who
seem to act as though they thought a
pack of bonds and mortgages could be
rendered for title in Heaven, and as
though gold would be lawful tender in
that place where it is so common that
they make pavement out of it. Saliva
ton by Christ is the only saliva
ton. Treasures in Heaven are the only
incorruptible treasures. Have you ever
ciphered out in the rule of lose and
gain the sum: ''What shall it profit a
man if he gain the whole world and
lose his soul?" However fine your APP
parel, the winds of death will futter it
like rags. Homespun and thread
ha ho
shadow of coming robes made white in
the blood of the Lamb.
But l must have word with those
who during the present commercial ca
lamities ha We lost heavily, or perhaps
| lost all their estate. If a man lose his
property at thirty or forty years of age,
| it is only sharp discipline generally,
| by which later he comes to larger sue
cess. 1t is all folly for man to sit
down in mid-life discouraged. The
marshals of Napoleon came to their
commander and said: 1--WE have
lost the battle and we are be-
| ing cut to pieces" Napoleon took
| his watch from his pocket and
said: sit is only two o'clock in the
afternoon. You have lost that battle,
but you have time enough to win an
other. Charge upon the foe!'' Though
the meridian of life has passed with
you, and you have been routed in many
conflict, give not up in discourage
ment. There are victories yet for you to
| gain. But sometimes monetary dis
| aSter comes to mon when there is
| something in his age, or something in
his health, or something in his sur
roundings, which make him know well
that he will never get up again. In 1857
it was estimated that, for many years
previous to that time, annually there
had been thirty thousand failures in
the United States. Many of these per-
sons never recovered from the misfor-
tune. But let me give word of com
fort in passing. The sheriff may sell
you out of many things, but there are
some things of which he can not sell
you out. He can not sell out your
health. He can not sell out your fam
| lily. He can not sell out your Bible.
He can not sell out your
God. He can not sell out your Heaven.
You have more than you have lost.
Sons and daughters of God, children of
an eternal and ALLOWING Father,
mourn not when your property goes,
The world is yours, and life is yours,
and death is yours, and immortality
is yours and thrones of imperial
grandeur are yours, and rivers of
gladness are yours, and shining
mansions are yours, and God is
yours. The eternal God has sworn it,
and every time you doubt it you charge
the King of Heaven and earth with
perjury. Instead of complaining how
hard you have it, go home, take up
your Bible full of promises get down
on your knees before God and thank
Him for what you have. instead o!
spending so much time IN complaining
about what you have not.
Some of you remember the ship
wreck of the Central America. This
noble steamer had, think, about five
hundred passengers aboard. Suddenly
the storm came and the surges trampled
the decks and swung into the Matches
and there went up a hundred-voiced
death-shriek. The foam on the jaw OF
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er as though it were leaping mount
ain, the dismal flare of the signal
rockets. The long cough of the steam
pipes. The hiss of the extinguished
furnaces. The walking of God on the
wave. The steamer went not down
without struggle. AS the passengers
stationed themselves in rows to bail
out the vessel, bark to the thump OF
the buckets, as men unused to toll
with blistered hands and strained
muscle, tug for their lives
There is a sail seen against the
sky. The flash of the distress gun
sounded, its voice is heard not, for it is
choked in the louder booming of Inc
sea. a few passengers escaped, but I be
steamer gave one great lurch and W as
gone! So there are some men who w II
sail on prosperously in life. Ais we ]
alfs well. But at last some financi.l
disaster comes-a euroclydon. Dow d
they go! the bottom of this commerci:d
sea strewn with shattered hulks. But be
cause your property goes do not let you3
soul go. Though all else perish, save
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