The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-09-14
THE MORNING NEWS: MONDAY SEPTEMBER a. 1896

cupied by politicians, and see to what
sensual, loathesome. ignorant, besotted
crew city politics is often abandoned. or
they stand around the city hall picking
their teeth, waiting for some emoluments
Of crumbs to fall to their feet, waiting all
day long, and waiting all night long.
Who are those wretched women taken
tp for drunkenness, and carried up to the
courts, and put in prison of course? What
will you do with the grogshops that make
Them drink? Nothing. Who are those
prisoners in Jail? One of them stole
pair of shoes. That boy stole a dollar.
This girl snatched a purse. All of them
crimes damaging society less than twenty
or thirty dollars. But what will you do
with the gambler who last night robbed
the young man of a thousand dollars?
Nothing. What shall be done with that
one who breaks through and destroys the
purity of a Christian home, and with an
adroitness and perfidy that beats the
strategy of hell, filings a shrinking, Shrek
ing soul into ruin? Nothing. What will
you do with those who fieeced that young
man. getting him to purloin large sums
of money from his employer-the young
man who came to an officer of my church
and told the story and frantically asked
what he should do? Nothing.
All we do we'll to punish small crimes;
but l have sometimes thought 1t would
be better in some of our cities If the Off
Gals would only turn out from the jails
the petty criminals, the little offenders,
ten-dollar desperadoes, and put in their
places some of the monsters of iniquity
who drive their roam span through the
streets so swiftly that honest men have
TO leap to get out of the way of being run
over. Oh, the damnable schemes that
professed Christian men will sometimes
engage in until Godt puts the finger of
his retribution into the collar of their
robe of hypocrisy and rips it clear to the
bottomi But all these wrongs will be
righted. / expect to live to see the day.
I think l hear in the distance the rumb-
ling of the Kings chariot. Not always
in the minority is the church of God go
ing to be, or are good men going to be-
The streets are going to be filled with re-
generated populations. Three hundred and
sixty bells rang in Moscow when one
prince was married; but, when righteous
ness and peace kiss each other in all the
earth, ten thousand times ten thousand
bells shall strike the jubilee. Poverty en-
riched. Hunger fed. Crime banished. Ig-
norance enlightened. All the cities saved.
Is not this a cause worth working in?
Oh, you think sometimes it does not
amount to much You toll on in your
different spheres, sometimes with great
encouragement. People have no faith
and say: 1T does not amount to any
thing; you might as well quit that"
Y.
over the Red sea it did not seem to mean
anything especially. People came out, 1
suppose, and said, "Ahar' Some of them
found out what he wanted TO do. He
wanted the sea parted. 1t did not amount
to anything, this stretching out of his
hand over the sea. But, after awhile, the
wind blew all night from the east, and
the waters were gathered into a glitter
ing palis.de on either side, and the bill
lows reared as God pulled back on their
crystal bitsi Wheel into line o. Israeli!
march, march! Pearls crashed under
feet. Flying spray gathers into rainbow
arch of victory for the conquerors to
march under Shout of hosts on the
beach answering the shouts of hosts amid
sea. And when the last line of Israelites
reach the beach, the cymbals clap, and
the shields clang, and the waters rush
over the pursuers, and the swift-fngered
winds ON the white keys of the foam play
| the grand march of Israel delivered and
the awful dirge of Egyptian overthrow.
So you and go forth and all the people
| of God go forth, and they stretch forth
| their hand over the sea, the boiling sea
| of crime, and sin, and wretchedness. 'Tt
don't amount TO anything people say
| Don't it? Gods winds of help will, aftel
awhile, begin to blow. A path will b
cleared for the army of Christian philan-
thropists. The path will be lined with
the treasures of Christian beneficence
and we shall be greeted to the other beach
| by the clapping of all heavens cymbals
while those who pursued us, and deridet
| us, and tried to destroy US, will go dowT
| under the sea, and all that will be left Of
them will be cast high and dry upon this
| beach, the splintered wheel of a chariot, OF
thrust out from the foam, the breathles.
nostril of riderless charger.