Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1897-08-05

rave nothing to say against n onev. TIA
more money you get the better. II II q ~
honestly and goes usetully For tho
lack Of /, sickness dies without nedi-
cine. and hunger finds its coffin In
an empty bread tray. and nakedness shivers
for clothes and fire. All this canting TRADE
against money, as though 1t had no practi-
cal use, when | hear a man indulge In it.
makes ne think the best heaven for him
would BE an everlasting poorhouse. No;
there Is a practical use in money but while
We admit that we must also admit that /.
cannot satisfy the soul, that il cannot paw
for our ferriage across the Jordan of death.
that il cannot unlock the gate OF heaven
for our immortal soul
Yet there are men who act as though
packs of bonds and mortgages could be
traded of for a mansion In heaven, and as
though gold Were legal tender in that
land where il is 80 common that they make
pavements out Of it. Sa..ation by Christ
Il the only salvation. Treasures in heaven
are the Only incorru ntihta treasures. Have
You ever ciphered out that sum in loss and
gain, what shall it profit man if he
gain the whole world and lose his soul2''
You may wear fine apparel now. but the
winds of death will futter it like rags.
Homesrun and a threadbare coat have
sometimes been the shadow Of robes
white III the blood Of the Lamb.
All the mines of Australia and Brazil,
strung ia one carcanet, are not worth to
YOU a. much a. the pearl Of great price.
You remember, 1 suppose, some years ago,
the shipwreck Of the Central America? A
storm came that vessel. The surges
tramped the deck and swept down through
the matches, and there went UP q
hundred voiced death shrek. The foam
on the jaw Of the wave. The pitching O,
the steamer, as though 1t would leap a
mountain. The glare Of the signal rockets
The long cough Of the steam pipes. The
hiss Of extnguished furnaces. The walk
ing Of God on the wave. Oh, ii was u
stupendous spectacle. But that ship did
not 90 down without struggle. The pas
sengers stood in long lines trying to bail it
out, and men unused to toll tugged until
their hands were blistered and their muscles
were strained. After awhile sail came in
sight. A few passengers got off, but the
most went down. The ship gave one Iurch
and was lost.
SO there are men who 60 on in iise-a
fine voyage they are making out Of it. All
Is we'll till some euroclydon Of business
disaster comes upon them, and they 60
down. The bottom OF this commercial sea
Is strewn with the shattered hulks. But
because your property goes shall your soul
go? Oh, no. There is coming q moro
stupendous shipwreck after awhile. This
world-God launched it 5000 years ago, and
it is sailing on, but one day it will stagger
at the cry OF 'Fire!" and the timbers of
the rocks will burn, and the mountains
flame like masts and the clouds like sails
In the judgment hurricane. God will take a
good many off the deck, and others out Of
the berths. where they are now sleeping in
Jesus. How many shall go down? No one
will know until it is announced in heaven
one day: "shipwreck of a world! SO many
millions saved! So many millions drowned!
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