News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1897-05-26


ear! What horrors shiver through his
SOUL Talk of the rack, talk of the inqui-
sition talk of the funeral pyre, talk of the
crushing Juggornaut-he feels them all at
once. Have you ever been in the ward of
the hospital where these inebriates are dy-
ing, the stencil of their wounds driving
back the attendants, their voices sounding
through the nightf The keeper comes up
and says: "Hush, now be still Stop
making all this noise!' But it is effectual
only for a momCpt, for as soon as the
keeper is gone thGS begin again: 80 God
o God! Help, help! Drink Give me
drink! Helpl Take them off me! Take
them off me! God!" And then they
shrek, and they rave, and they pluck out
their hair by handfuls and bite their nails
into the quick, and then they groan, and
they Shrek, and they blaspheme, and they
ask the keepers to kill them-"Stab mel
Smother me! Strangle ne! Take the
devils off mel" Oh, it is no fancy sketch!
That thing is going on now all up and
down the land, and 1 tell you further that
this is going to ke the death that some of
you will die l know it. l see it coming.
Again, the inebriate suffers through the
loss of home. / do not care how much he
for strong drink has mastered him, he
will do the most outrageous things, and
if he could not get drink in any other way
he would sell his family into eternal bond
age. How many homes have been broken
up in that way no one but God knows.
Oh, is there anything that will so destroy
a man for this life and damn him for the
life that is to come! Do not tell me that
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he is breaking his wife heart and clothing
his children with rags. Why, there are on
the roads and streets of this land today lit
tie children barefooted unwashed and I'M
kempt-want on every patch of their faded
dress and on every wrinkle of their prema-
turely old CONFERENCE.-The would have
been in churches today and as well clad
as you are but for the fact that rum de-
stroyed their parents and drove them into
the grave. Oh, rum, thou foe of God, thou
despoiler of homes, thou recruiting officer
of the pit, hate thee
A Deeper Loss.
But my subject takes deeper tone, and
that is that the unfortunate of whom l
speak suffers from the loss of the soul.
The Bible intimates that in the future
passions and appetites, unrestrained, will
go along with us and take our torment
there. So that, suppose, when an in
ebriate wakes up in that world, he will
feel an infinite thirst consuming him.
Now, down in this world, although he
may have been very poor he could beg or
he could steal cents with which to get
that which would slake his thirst for a lit
tie while. But in eternity where is the
rum to come from?
Oh, the deep, eXhausting, exasperating,
everlasting thirst of the drunkard in HE'LL
Why, if a fend came up to earth for some
Internal work in grogshop and should
go back taking on its wing just one drop
of that for which the inebriate in the lost
world longs, what excitement would it
make there? Put that one drop from off
the tiend's wing on the tip of the tongue
of the destroyed inebriate; let the liquid
brightness just touch it; let the drop be
very small, if it only have in it the smack
of alcoholic drink; let that drop just touch
the lost inebriate in the lost world, and he
would spring to his feet and cry: "That is
rum, aha! That is rum ~ And it would
wake up the echoes of the damned: "Give
me rum! Give me rum! Give me rum !"
In the future world l do not believe that
it will be tie absence of God that will
make the drunkards sorrow. | do not
believe it will be the absence of light. do
not believe that it will be the absence of
holiness | think it will be the absence of
rum. Oh, Look not upon the wine when
it is red, when it moveth itself Alright in
the cup, for at the last it bteth like SER
pent and it stingeth like an adder"
While declared some time ago that
there was d point beyond which man
could not STOP l want to tell you that,
while man cannot stop in his own
strength, the lord God by his grace can
| help him to stop Mt any time. ! was in a
room III New York where there We're many
men who had been reclaimed from drunk
enness. l heard their testimony, and for
| the first time in my life there flashed out
truth | never understood They said
eve were victims of strong drink We
tried to give it up, but always failed. But
| somehow since we gave our hearts to
| Christ, he has taken care of us" | believe
| that the time will soon come when the
| grace of God will show its power not only
| to save mans soul, but his body, and re.
construct, purify, elevate and redeem it.
A Sure Remedy.
/ verify believe that although you feel
| graphing at the roots of your tongues an
almost omnipotent thirst, if you will give
| your heart to God, he will help you by his
grace to conquer. Try it, 1t is your last
chance. | have looked oft upon the desc
lation. Sitting next to you in our re-
ligious assemblages there are a good many
people in awful peril; and, judging from
| ordinary circumstances, there is not one
chance in five thousand that they will get
| clear of it. There are men in every con-
! gregation from Sabbath to Sabbath of
! whom must make the remark that if
they do not change their course, within
ten years they will, as to their bodies, lie
down in drunkards' graves, and as to their
souls, lie down in a drunkard's perdition.
know that is an awful thing to say, but
I cannot help saying it.
Oh, beware! You have not yet been
captured. Beware! Whether the bever-
age be poured in golden chalice or pewter
mug, in the foam at the top, in white
letters let there be spelled out to your
toul, "Bewarel" When the books of iudg.
ment are open, and 100000 600 drunkards
come up to get their doom, l want you to
bear witness that |, in the fear of God and
in the love for your soul, told you, with
all affection and with all kindness, to be.
ware of that which has already exerted Its
influence upon your family, blowing out
some of its lights-a premonitiOn of the
blaCkness Of darkness forever.
Oh, if you could only hear intemperancC