The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1894-08-17


whether agreeing with the editor or not.l
Good works.
Editor Sitter We have heart
much IN the last week about the pa,l
to glory through the tambourine phsl.
anx, and as i, has been said that
good works would not save anyone
ask You to give place in you fire.,
thought column to the following il
spirational poem by Lizzie Doten.
b.
"Petcr Mcguire, or, Nature ana Grace,
at has always been thought most crit.
zeal case
When man was possessed of more Ma
ture than Grace,
For theology teaches that man. from the
first,
Was sinner by nature, and justly &C.
curst;
And Salvation by Grace was the won
derful plan
Which God had invented to save erring
man;
Twas the only atonement he knew how
to make
TO annul the effects Of his own sad mis-
take.
Now, this was the doctrine of good Par
son Brown,
Who preached, not long since, in small
comtry-town.
He was jealous and earnest, and could SO
In describing the tortures of sinners in
hell,
That famous revival commenced in the
place.
And hundreds of souls found Salvation
by Grace
But he felt that he had not attained his
desire
Till he had converted one Peter Mcclure.
This man was blacksmith, frank, fear
less and bold,
With great brawny sinews like Vulcan of
old;
He had little respect for what ministers
preach,
And sometimes was very profane in his
speech:
His opinions were founded in clear COM
mon sense,
And he spoke as he thought, though he Oft
gaze ofense,.
But however wanting, in whole or in
part,
He was sound and all right when you
came to his heart.
One day the good parson, with pious in
tent,
TO the smithy of Peter most hopefully
went;
And there, while the hammer Industrious
ly swung,
lie preached, and he prayed, and exhort-
ed and sung,
Ind warned and entreated poor Peter to
fly
from the pit of destruction before he
should die;
md to wash himself clean from the
worlds sinful strife
n the blood of the Lamb and the River
of Life.
Veil, and what would You now be inclin-
ed to expect
Vas the probable issue and likely effect?
Why, he swore like pirate, and (what
do you think?)
rom little black bottle took something
to drink!
nd he said, Tll not mention the blood
of the Lamb,
tut as for that river, it amt worth al
hen pausing, as if to restrain his rude
force,
le quietly added. "a mill-dam, of course.
nick out of the smithy the minister fed,
S If big bomb-shell had burst near his
head;
nd, as he continued to haste on his way,
e was too much excited to sing or to
pray:
ut he thought how that some were elect
ed by grace
heirs of his kingdom, -made sure of
their place;
lille others are doomed to the pains of
hell-fre;
nd If e'er there was one such, t was Pc
ter Mcclure.
hat night, when the Storm-King was
riding on high,
nd the red shafts of lightning CLEANED
bright through the sky,
he church of the village. the temple of
God,'
as struck for the want of good light
ning-rod;
nd' swiftly descending, the element
dire
It the minister's house, close beside it.
on fire;
lille he peacefully slumbered, with
never fear
the terrible work of destruction so ,
near.
lere were Mary and Hannah, and Tom
my and Joe,
| sweetly asleep in the bedroom below
lille their father was near, with their
mother ut rest,
Ike the wife of John Rogers, with zone
at the breast;D
It Alice, the eldest, gentle young dove, s
as asleep all alone in the room lust
above;
a. when the wild cry of the rcscucr
came,
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