The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1895-07-26
THE LONDONDERRY SITTER.

OF business men do not sell million
dollars of goods, nor half "a million, nor
quarter of a million, nor the eighth
part of million, Put all the business
men of our cities, towns, villages and
neighborhoods side by side, and you
will find that they sell less than $50, :.
900 worth of goods All these men in
ordinary business life want divine help,
You see how the wrinkles are printing
ON the countenance the story of worri-
ment and care. You cannot tell how old
business man is by looking at him,
Gray hairs at 80, A man at 40 with the
stoop Of nonogenarian, No time to at
tend to improved dentistry, the grinders
cease because they are few. Actually
dying of old age Mt 40 or 90 when they
ought to be at the meridian.
Many of these business men have
bodies like neglected clock to which
you come, and you wind it up, and it
begins to buzz and roar, and then the
hands start around very rapidly, and
then the clock strikes o or 10 or 40,
and strikes without any sense, and then
suddenly stops. So is the body Of that
wornout business man. 1t is q neglect
ed clock, and though by some summer
recreation it may be wound up still the
machinery is all out of gear. The hands
turn around with velocity that excites
the astonishment of the world. Men
cannot understand the wonderful activ-
ity, and there is roar, and a buzz, and
rattle about these disordered lives,
and they strike ten when they ought to
strike five, and they strike 10 when
they ought to strike six, and they strike
40 when they ought to strike nothing,
and suddenly they stop. Post norton
examination reveals the fact that all the
springs and pivots and weights and bal
deranged. The human clock has simply
run down. And at the time when the
steady hand ought to be pointing to the
industrious hours on a clear and sunlit
dial the whole machinery of body, mind
and earthly capacity stops forever. The
cemeteries have thousands of business
men who died Of old age at 80, 35, 40,
As.
The Best Kind of Grace.
Now, what is wanted is grace-divine
grace for ordinary business men, men
who are harnessed from morn till night
and all the days of their hfe--harnessed
in business. Not grace to lose $780,,
900, but grace to lose $40. Not grace
to supervise $50 employees in a factory,
but grace to supervise the booklleeper
that sweeps out the store. Grace to in
vest not the $50, 900 of net profit, but
the 800 of clear gain Grace not to
endure the loss of a whole shipload Of
spices from the Indies, but grace to en-
dure the loss of paper of collars from
the leakage Of displaced single on a
poor roof.
Grace not to endure the tardiness Of
the American congress i'll passing nee
essary law, but grace to endure the tar
diness Of an errand boy stopping to play
marbles when he ought to deliver the
goods; such grace as thousands of
business men have today, keeping them
tranquil whether goods sell or do not
sell, whether customers. pay or do not
pay, whether the tariff is up Or tariff is
down, whether the crops are luxuriant
or a dead failure, calm in all circum
stances and amid all vicissitudes-that
is the kind of grace we want. Millions
of men want it, and they may have it
for the asking Some hero or heroine
comes to town, and as the procession
passes through the street the business
men come out and stand on tiptoe OF
their store steps and look at some one
who in arctic cline or in ocean storm
or in day of battle Or in hospital agonies
did the brave thing, not realizing that
they, the enthusiastic spectators, have
gone through trials in business life that
are just as great before God. There are
men who have gone through freezing
arctics and burning torrids and awful
Marengos Of experiences without moving
five miles from their doorsteps. Now,
what ordinary business men need is to
realize that they have the friendship of
that Christ who looked after the religious
interests of Matthew, the custom house
clerk, and helped Lydia of Thyatira to
sell the dry goods, and who opened a
bakery and fish market in the wilderness
of Asia Minor to feed the 1000 who had
come out on religious picnic, and who
counts the hairs of your head with as
much particularly as though they were
the plumes of coronation, and who
took the trouble to stoop down with his
finger writing on the ground, although
the first shuttle of feet obliterated the
divine caligraphy, and who knows just
how many locusts there We're in the
Egyptian plague and knew just how
many ravens were necessary to supply
Elijah's pantry by the brook Cherith,
| and who as floral commander leads forth
all the regiments of primroses, fox
gloves, daffodils, hyacinths and lilies
which pitch their tents of beauty and
kindle their camp fires of color all around
the hemisphere; that that Christ and
that God know the most minute affairs
| of your business life, and, however in
| considerable, understanding all the III
| fairs of that woman who keeps q threat
and needle store as we'll as all the affair.
of Rothschild and Stewart.
Tillers of the Soil.
| Then there are all the ordinary farm
ers. We talk about agricultural life, ant
we Immediately shoot off to talk abou
Cincinnatns, the patrician, who wen
from the plow to high position, ant
after he got through the dictatorship IL
81 days went back again to the pillow
What encouragement is that to ordinar,
farmers? The vast majority of them
none of them, will be patricians. Per
haps none Of them will be senators. l
any of them have relationships, it vii
be over 40 or 80 or 100 acres of the ole
homestead What those men want i
grace to keep their patience while pillow
ing with balky oxen and to keep Cheerful
amid the drought that destroys the corr
crop and that enables them TO restor
the garden the day after the neighbor'
cattle have broken in and trampled on
the strawberry bed and gone through til
lima bean patch and eaten up tho syce
| corn in sucb large quantities that the