The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1896-03-04

who would say, Il was the worst
drunkard in the city; went from bad
to worse; destroyed myself; | de-
stroyed my home; my children covered
when entered the house; when they
put up their lips to be kissed | ctruck
them; when my wife protested against
the maltreatment kicked her into the
street. | know all the bruises and all
the terrors of drrnl1ard's woe. [
went on further and further from God
until one day got letter, saying:
My Dear Husband: have tried
every way, done everything, and
prayed earnestly and fervently for
your reformation, but it seems of no
avail. Since our little Henry died, with
the exception of those few happy
weeks when you remained sober, my
life had been one of sorrow. Many of
the nights have sat by the window,
with my face bathed in tears, watch
ing for your coming. | am broken
hearted, am sick. Mother and father
have been here frequently and begged
me to come home; but my love for you
and my hope for brighter days have
always made me refuse them. That
hope now seems beyond realization and
! have returned to them. 1t Is kard,
andI battled long before doing it. May
God bless and preserve you, and take
from you that accursed appetite, and
hasten the day when we shall be again
living happily together This will be
my daily prayer, knowing that He has
said: Come unto me, all ye that labor
and are heavy laden and viii give you
rest From your loving wife, MARY >
"And so / wandered on, and wan
dered on" says that man, until one
night | passed Methodist meeting
house, and said to myself, IN go in
and see what they are doing;' and l
got to the door and they were singing:
an may come whoever will
This Nan receives poor sinners still
And l dropped right there where
was, and l said, God have mercyP and
He had mercy on me. My home is re-
stored, my wife sings all day long dur
ing work, my children come out along
way to greet me home, and my hous,-
hold is little heaven. will tell you
what did all this for me. 1t was the
truth that this day you proclaim: On
Him the Lord hath laid the iniquity OF
us ALL" Yonder is woman who would
say, II wandered off from my fathers
house, l heard the storm that pelts on
lost soul, my feet were blistered on
the hot rocks. l went on and on,
thinking that no one cared for my
soul, when one night Jesus met me
and He said, Poor thing, go home
your father is waiting for you. &c
home, poor thing And sir, was toe
weak to pray, and was too weak to re
pent, but just cried out-I sobbe(
out my sins and my sorrows on thu
shoulders of Him of whom it is said
the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquitJ
of Us ALL"
There is young man who woulC
say: 81 had Christian bringing up
l came from the country to city life;
/ started we'll; / had good position
good commercial position-but on
Knight at the theater met some younl
men who did me no good. They dragge
me all through the sewers of iniquity
and l lost my morals, and / lost M
position, and was shabby an
wretched. l was going down tn
street, thinking that no one cared 70
me, when young man tapped me @
the shoulder and said: George, com
with me and l will do you good.
looked at him to see whether he wa
Joking or not. saw he was in earnes
and l said, What do you mean, sir
We'll, he replied, 4 mean that if yo
will come to the meeting tonight, | wi
be very glad to introduce you. wi
meet you at the door. VIII you come
Said 1, Il will l went to the plaC
where was tarrying. fixed myself u
as well as l could. l buttoned my coz
over ragged vest, and l went to th
door of the church, and the young ma
met me, and we went in, and as l weI
in heard an old man praying, and /
looked so much like my father | sobbe
right out, and they were all around {
kind and so sympathetic, that | ju
there gave up my heart to God, and
know that what you say is true;
know it in my own experience" sc
him the Lord hath laid the iniquity
us ALL" Oh, my brother, without sto
ping to look whether your hand trer
bles or not, without stopping to loo
whether your hand is bloated with S
or not, put it in my hand and let n
give you one warm, brotherly Chri
tian grip, and invite you right up
the heart, to the compassion, to Il
sympathy, to the pardon of him {
whom the Lord hath laid the iniqui
of us ALL Throw away your sir
Carry them no longer. l proclai
emancipation to all who are boun
pardon for all sin and eternal life +
all the dead.
!, To-day the Saviour calls. All M
come. God never pushes man o
God never destroys anybody. The mi
: jumps off-he jumps off. 1t is suicide
soul suicide-if the man perishes,
the invitation is, "Whosoever will,
him Gomez" whosoever, whosoev'
!, whosoeyer!
\ While God invites, how blest the day,
!, How sweet the gospels charming soul
Come, sinner, haste, Oh! hast away
4 While yet q pardoning God is found
In this day of merciful visitatiC
! while many are coming into the kir
kom of God, join the procession Heavc
!, ward.
: Seated in church was man w
! came in who said: II don't know Il
there is any God" That was on +