Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1895-08-05

guns" Death cries, Overheard with
the unbeiever!" 4 splash, He goes to
the bottom He paid FIVE dollars for
his ticket to T2rsh;sh when he bought
the inhdel books. He landed in perdi-
ton.
In the year 1915, the captain of a
Greenland whaling vessel found himself
at night surrounded by icebergs, and
lay to- until morning, expecting every
moment to be ground 70 pieces. In the
morning he looked about, and saw a
snip near by. He hailed It, No an
swer. Getting into the boat with some
Of the crew, he pushed out for the mys-
teri0Ds craft. Getting near by, he saw
through the port hole a man 81, stand,
as though keeping a lOg-book, frozen
10 death. The lOg-bc0k was dated 1862.
showing that the vessel had been wan
dering for thirteen years among the ice
The sailors were found frozen among
the hammOcks and others in the. cabin.
For thirteen years this ship had been
carrying its burden Of corpses.
Again. Notice that men are aroused
by the mos, unexpected means. If
Jonah had been told one year before
lnaJ heather sea captain would ever
awaken him to sense of danger. he
would have Sc0Ged az the idea: but here
e IS done. So now. men in strangest
ways are aroused from spiritual stuDor.
a protane man IS brought to conviction.
by the shocking blasphemy OF a COM
rede
A MAN ATTENDING CHURCH.
and hearing sermon from the text
The OK knoweth his owner" ETC. goes
nome unimpressed; but. crossing his
oarn-yard. an OK comes up and ticks
mis- hand. and he says, "Thereit is now
the OK lnOweth his owner. and the
lsS MS masters crib but do not know
Gco. The careless remark of q team
sler has led a man TO thOughtfulness
ana heaven. The childs remark
ather they have prayers at uncle's
Aouse-Why don't we have them ?" has
brought salvation to the dwelling.
Again: Learn that man NAV awake
mp too late. IT, instead of sleeping
Jonah had been on his knees confess
ing his sins from the time he went on
board the craft, / think that God would.
have saved him from being thrown
overheard. But he woke ND too late.
The tempest is in full blast and the
sea. in convulsiOn. is lashing itself
and nothing will stop it now but the
overthrow of Jonah.
80 men sometimes wake up too late.
The last hour has come. The man has
no more idea Of dying than l have of
cropping down this moment The rig
gIng is all white with the foam of
death How chill the night isl Il
must die, he says. yet not ready. I
must push out upon this awful sea. but
nave nothing with which TO pay my
Iare' The white caps, The darknessi
The hurricane. How long have been
sleeping? Whole days, and months.
and years. l am quite awake now. I
see everything, but it is too late In
visible hands take him up. He strug-
giles to get loose. In vain. They bring
his soul 70 the verge.
THEY LET IT DOWN
over the side The winds howl. The
sea opens its frOthing jaws to swallow.
He has gone forever.
Now. lest any of YOU should make
this mistake. I address YOU in the words
OF the Mediterranean sea-captain.
What meanest thou. o sleeper? Arise
call upon thy God if so be that God
will think of us. that we perish not"
II You have a Cod you had better call
upon him. Do You say, Il have no
GOd?' Then You had better call upon
your fathers God. When your father
was IN trouble, who did he fly to? You
heard him, in his old days. tell about
some terrible exposure in a snow storm,
OF at sea, or in battle, or among mid
night garrOters, and how he escaped.
Perhaps twenty years before you were
born. your father made sweet acquaint-
ance with God. There is something in
the worn pages of the Bible he used to
read which makes you think your
father had q God. Tn the old religions
books lying around the house. there
are passages marked with a lead pencil
passages that make you think your
father was not a goddess man, but that.
on that dark day when he lay in the
back room dying, ne was ready-all
ready But perhaps your father was a
bad man-prayerless and a blasphem-
or, and YOU never think Of him now
without a shudder. lie wOrshipped the
world Of his own appetites. DO not
then / beg Of YOU. call upon your
fathers God, but call on your mothers
God I thing she was good. You re-
member when your father came home
late on a cold night. how patient your
mother was You often heard her pray.
She used to sit by the hour meditating,
as though she were thinking of some
good warm place, where it never gets
cold, and where the bread does not
fail,
AND STAGGERING STEPS
never come. You remember her now,
as she sat. in cap and spectacles, read
ing her Bible Sunday afternoons. What
good advice she used to give you. How
black and terrible the hole in the
ground looked to YOU when, with two
ropes. they let her down TO rest in the
graveyard, All, I think from your
looks that I am on the right track.
Awake, o sleeper. and call upon they
mothers God.
To-day I know that many Of you are
sea-tossed. and driven by sin in a worsa
storm than that which came down on
lilt codot u Ohiudf anu ct play NOu
that you may, like the sailor. live to geo
home. In the house Of many mansions
your friends are waiting to meet you.
They are wondering why YOU do not
come Escaped from the shipwrecks of
earth. may you at last 80 in. 1t will
be q bright night-a very bright night
From early child :
SHEsEE AH n hood until I was )
SH ERE gA grown my familyS