The broad ax., 1897-01-30

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light seemed to come from the roof
of he'll. Then it fell till all helPs
objects, as far as their eyes could
behold, were discernible. And
then, horrorsl The king of ter
rorsl The devil was seen up the
shore of hell Forty feet high,
wrapped in dark, glistening robes,
from waist down; his cloven foot
extending from beneath these dark
robes. Above his robes his naked
body of changeable lights shining,
his tremendous muscles standing
out, and the body like an enor-
nous mans, save his black, pointed
wings folded and hanging from his
shoulder points. And oh! his
fierce, fendish face, three feet
broad, square forehead, covered
with black, bushy hair, with fire
dripping from it across his awful,
fierce face. Immense black, oblique
eyes are his, shooting forth hellish
rage toward his subjects. And
there he stood-Satan, the great
devil, the prince of the power of
darkness.
In the sixth chapter the clergy
man comes back to Miss Dancers
painful personal experiences in the
undesirable place of abode above
described, and says that, as a pre-
liminary to plunging her into the
flames as a punishment for having
gcue to a dance instead of a revival
meeting, she had a tantalizing
dream of her home and friends on
earth. Then, in Chapter VII, Mr..
McClaskey gives some heretofore
facts with reference to
the chemical composition of hell
FIRE, as follows:
"sALTED WITH FIRE.
"Some people will dare to say
there are no material fires In hell.
All! what a mistake! Hell's fires
are more material than earth's fires,
in that they have one more material
element added, that of salt. Christ
said in st. Mark, *, 40: For
every one shall he sailed with fire.
"And hence while these horrid
hell fires have all power to burn
inficting fearful bodily
torture, they at the same time pre-.
serve against consumption, and
thus do they burn and preserve
throughout eternity, and thus are
the wicked sailed with fire.
"And now again we enter hell,
and there is the burning lake hesv-
ing, surging and moaning. And
helPs faint CLEANS shooting from
the lake are giving forth a dark red
light.
"Here is Richard Rumseller, ly-
ing on the black shore of hell,
about to be sailed. While on earth,
and in Georgia, he enticed 10000
mothers sons through his barrooms
into hell; his power is now all gone.
He poured burning rum down their
poor throats, and now he is about
to be tossed into the burning lake.
"His demon has him. There he
goesl And he strikes the thick hot
waves, but he cannot sink! He
squirms, he screams, he weeps like
a baby, his quivering form crackles,
and then he faints from burning
paint
ellis demon drags him out and
then rubs him with the same thick,
fiery salt water until it restores him
to consciousness. And as he lies
there Richards attention is at
tracted by some one across the lake
of hell who is calling his name.
IT'S a pale-faced druakard boy he
sent 70 hell. And now the boy,
calling him by name, denounces
Rumseller across the waves of hell
as the author of his damnation.
Then another recognizes Richard
Rumseller as the man who sent him
to hell, and another boy, and an
other, and another, until a chorus
of denunciations and reproaches
rings through hell and settles in
Rumseller's ears, until the smoke
of his torment" and remorse begins
to ascend up forever from his fired
brain and heart.
"But just then his personal devil
lays hold of him again and pitches
him again into helPs lake for fresh
strength and fresh torture. And
this is repeated again and again,
and goes on, and on, and on, for
ever.
ssAnd this 10 hell forevaynor6iO