Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1896-04-11

happy? He certainly does not want moneys
he is not poor. but he is sick" Give him one
of those $500 cheerful looks that YOU have
pamered I'D for the whole year. Look joy
and hopefnlness into his soul. It will thrill!
him through, and theirs will he a reaction
upon your own souls Going on = little
farther. you will come TO the store of a friend
Sho is embarrassed in business matters. You
will 90 in and say: What q fine store you
have. I think business VIII brighten up. and
YOU will have more custom after awhile. !
think there is coming a great prosperity to Ill
the country. Good morning." You pass out.
You have helped that young man, and you
have helped yourself.
GolonA Gardiner, who sat with his elbow
on d table. spread With all extravagant
viands. looking of at d dog Oh the rug. say
:7c, "How would like to change places
with him. / be the dog and he be Colonel
Gardiner" or those two .Moravian mission
aries who wanted to 20 into the lazaretto for
the sake OF attending the sick, and they were
told: "If you go in there. You will never
come out. We never ALLOW any one TO come
OUT. fo- he would bring the contaSion."
Then they made their wills and went in. first
20 help the sicS aud then to die. Which was
the ha~ppief-Cololel Gardiner or the Nora
tian missionaries dying for Others? Was it
all sacrifice when the missionaries wanted TO
bring the gospel to the negroes at the Bar
pouoS daAs ONtA6 'SAiSA tht Il 1880
themselves into slavery, standing side by
side and lying side by side down in the very
ditch Of suffering. in order that they might
bring those men up to life and God and
heaven? Oh, there is a thrill ia the JOY OF
doing good: 1t is the most magnificent re-
creation to which a man ever puts his hand
OK his head or his heart.
But before closing I want to impress upon
you that mere secular entertainments are not
IL fit foundation for your soul to build on. l
was reading of a woman who had gone all
the reunds OF sinful amusement. and she
came to die. She said, II will die to-niglt
at 6 o'clock" .'Oh." they said. AI guess
not; you don't seem to be sick" Il shall
die at s O'Clock. and my soul will he lost. l
know j will be lost. | have s!nned away
my day OF grace" The noon came. They
desired her 20 seek religious counsel. Goa"
she said. 3It is Of no use. My day is gone.
[ have been all the rounds Of worldly pleas
ure, and it is too late. I shall die Tonight
at 6 o'clock" The day wore away and if
came TO 4 o'clock and to 5 O'clock, and she
| cried out at 5 O'Clock: destroying spirits,
We shall not have me yet; it is not 6. it IS no,
6" The moments went by. and the shadows
began to gather. and the clock struck t. and
while it was striki.g her soul went. What
hour Goa will call for us [ do not know
whether 6 o'clock Tonight. or 8 O'Clock thi:
afternoon, or at l O'Clock. or at this moment
Sitting where you are. falling forward, OF
dropping down; where will you go to?
The last hour Of our life will soon be here
and from that hour we will review this day.
proceedings. 1t will be Il solemn hour. l
from our death pillow we have to look baeb
and see a life spent in sinful amusement
there Will be a dar. that will strike through
Our soul sharper than the dagger with wnicf
Virginius slew his child. The memory o
the past will make Us quake like Macbeth
The %iniquities and riotinS through which W.
have passed will come upon Us. weird ant
skeleton rs Meg Merrilies. Death, the ole
ShyIock, will demand a2d, take the remain
ing pound of flesh a1l the remaining drop o
blood, and upon onr1ast opportunity fo- re
pentance and our last chance for heavan tn
curtain will forever dro ..