The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1895-11-29

wrapped I'D in his boy Absalom' nc
was a splendid boy, judged by the rules
of worldly criticism. From the crown
of his head to the sole OF MS IooI tns
was not a single blemish. Inc Dipie
saws that he had such a iuAurlan.
shock of hair that when once year -
was shorn. what was cut oil welgheu
over three pounds. But, notwithstanu-
ing all his brilliancy of appearance ne
was a bad boy, and broke MS latnei
heart. He was plotting 10 set 'ne
throne of Israel He had marsnalleu an
army to overthrow his fathers govern
ment. The day of battle had come. Tne
conflict was begun, David, the ia'neI'
sat between the gates of the palace
waiting for the tidings of the conillet'
Oh. how rapidly his heart beat Win
emotion. Two great questions were 10
he decided; the safety of his boy, anu
the continuance of the throne OF
Israel. After awhile, servant stanu
ing on the top of the house, looks on
and sees some one running. He Is COM
ing with great speed, and the man on
ton of the house announces the coming
of the messenger, and the fatner "a'ch-
es and waits, and as soon as the mes
senger from the field OF battle comes
within hailing distance, the father cries
ont Is Il a question in regard TO the
establishment of his throne? Does ne
saw: Have the armies OF lsrael peeh
victorious? Am / to continue In my lm-
perial authority? Have l overthrow
nv enemies?" Oh! no. There Is one
question that springs from his heart 10
the lip, and springs from the lip ln'o
the ear OF the besweated and bedusteo
messenger flying from the battieheid-
the question, lis the young man Ap-
SALON. safer" When it was told to Da-
vid the King, that. though his armies
had heen victorious, his son had peen
slain. the father turned his back upon
the congratulations of the nation, ana
went up the stairs to his palace, MS
heart breaking as he went, wringlne
his hands sometimes, and then again
4 pressing them against his temples as
r though he would press them In, crying
Y "Oh, Absalom! my son! my son! Would
S God I had died for thee, Oh. Absalom
e my son! my son.
r NV friends, the question which DaVlu
r the King, asked in regard to his son
e Is the question that resounds to-day IL
d the hearts of hundreds of parents. Yea
|. there are a great multitude of youni
!? men who know that the question Oh Tn
text is appropriate when asked In re
z gard TO them. They know the tempta
IS t;ons nv which they are surrounded
,f they see so many who started life VIII
at "a good resolutions as they have VIII
,e have fallen in the path, and they ar
II ready to hear me ask the question OF m
m text: "Is the young man Absalol
nj safe9" The sact is that this life is III
,e ~ neril. Ee who undertakes ii with
"a ont the grace of God and proper Ill
Id derstanding Of the conflict into whic
he is going, must certainly be deieate
lust look off upon society to-day. Loo
ge n the shipwreck of men for whom ia
n things were promised, and who startt
on life with every advantage. Look
or those who have dropped from high s
m cial position, and from great forum
10 disqraced for time, disgraced for etc
&C. nity. All who sacrifice their integri
he come to overthrow. Take dishone
"A dollar and bury it in the center OF t
,ot earth, and keep all the rocks OF {
"a mountain on top of it; then cover the
-, rocks with all the diamonds of GC
>' conda. and all the silver of Nevada, a.
all the gold of California and Austral
- and nut on the top of these all banki
and moneyed institutions, and tn
,re cannot keep down that one dishon'
~ dollar. That one dishonest dollar
- the center of the earth will begin
oth heave and rock and upturn itself IN
re- Il comes to the resurrection OF damn
i'm ton. "As the partridge stitch
oo, eggs and hatcheth them not, so he Il
ret getteth riches and not by right sh
sc Ieave them in the midst of his da
ica, and at his end shall be fool"
he Now. what are the safeguards
rur voung men? The first safeguard
ult- which / want to speak Is love of hol
inc There are those who have no idea
van the Measures that concentrate arol
oh, that word home" Perhaps your ca
fah- abode was Swallowed with vice or D
,glv erty. Harsh words, and petulance,
GER scowling may have destroyed all
a in sanctity Of that spot. Love, kindn
ried and self-sacrlfice, which have b
ket, their affairs In so many abodes, "
ain. strangers in your fathers house.
cot pity You. young man; you never ha
home. But multitude in this al
ence can look back to spot that I
Of a can never forget. 1t may have bee
does lowly roof, but you cannot think Q
here now without a dash OF emotion.
sales have seen nothing on earth that
beer stirred your soul. A stranger pass
ac- along that place might see nothing
ming markable about Il: but oh! how IN
u. It means to you. Fresco on palace
does not mean so much to you as q
IT on rough-hewn rafters. Parks and .
made ers and trees on fashionable water
iarly place or country-seat do not meai
the much to you as that brook that ral
ages front of the plain farm house, ana e
uoso. ing under the weeping willows.