Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1896-03-12

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 struc,'
them; when my wife protested yairs'
the maltreatment kicked her lnOo tue
street. know all the bruises and all
the terrors OF drunkard's woe. !
went on further and further from God
until one day got a 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 l have sat by the window,
with my face bathed in tears. watch.
ing for your coming. l 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 hard.
and | 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 We that labor
and are heavy laden and | will 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, III go in
and see what they are doing;' and ]
got to the door and they were singing:
An may come whoever will
This Man receives poor sinners still
And / dropped right there where !
was, and said, God have mercyr and
He had mercy on me. My home is re-
stored, my wife sings all day long dur.
ing work, my children come out long
way to greet me home, and my house
hold is little heaven. | will tell you
what did all this for me- 1t was thu
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, | heard the storm that pelts on
lost soul, my feet were biistered on
the hot rocks. | 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. CO
home, poor thing And sir, was too
weak to pray, and was too weak to re-
pent, but | just cried out sobbet,
out my sins and my sorrows on the
shoulders of Him of whom it is said.
the Lord hath laid ON Him the iniquit,
of usall.'"
There is young man who would
say: II had Christian bringing up.
| came from the country to city life;
| started well; l had good position
good commercial position one
night at the theater met seine young
men who did me no good. They dragged
me all through the sewers of iniqnity.
and lost my morals, and | lost my
position, and was shabby and
wfetched. ! was going down til.
street, thinking that no one cared for
me, when young man tapped me en-
the shoulder and said: George, come
with me and l will do you good. II
looked at him to see whether he wa
joking or not. saw he was in earnest.
and l said, What do you mean, sir?
Well, he replied. i mean that if yo,.
will come to the meeting tonight, vii
be very glad to introduce you. | wi
meet you at the door. viii you come?
Said l, Il WILL went to the placr
where | was tarrying. fixed myself up
as well as could. | buttoned my coat
oger ragged vest, and l went to the
door of the church, and the young man
met me, and we went in, and as | went
in ! heard an old man praying, and he
looked so much like my father sobbed
right out, and they were all around SO
kind and so sympathetic, that l just
there gave up my heart to God, and | |
know that what you say is true; |
know it in my own experience" sOn |
him the Lord hath laid the iniquity OF |
is all. " Oh, my brother, without stop
ping to look whether your hand trem-
oles or not, without stopping to look
your hand is bloated with sin
Or not, put it in my hand and let me
rive you one warm, brotherly, Chris
ian grip, and invite you right up tc
The heart, to the compassion, to the
to the pardon Of him on
whom the Lord hath laid the iniquity
If us all. Throw away your sins.
AIRY them no longer. ] proclaim
to all who are bound
pardon for all sin and eternal life for
vi the dead.
To-day the Saviour calls. All may
ONE. God never pushes man off.
rod never destroys anybody. The man
jumps off-he jumps off 1t is suicide
oul suicide-if the man perishes, for
he invitation is, whatsoever will, let
i'm Gomez" whatsoever, whatsoever.
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