Connecticut western news., 1897-08-19

you can call your own. Whether it be the back parlor of fashionable board ing house or room in the fourth story of a cheap lodging 1 care not. Only have that one room your fortress. Let not the dissipater or unclean step over the threshold. If they come up the long flight of stairs and knock at the Goor. meet them face to face and kindly yet firmly refuse them admittance. Have few family portraits on the wall, if you brought them with you from your coun- try home. Have Bible on the stand. If you can afford it and can play on one, have an instrument of music-harp or flute or cornet or melodeon or violin or piano. Every morning before you leave that room pray. Every night after you come home in that room pray. Make that room your Gibraltar, your Sevas- topol, your Mount Zion. Let no bad book or newspaper come into that rooD any more than you would allow cobra to coil on your table.
 Take care of yourself. Nobody else will take care of you. Your help will not come up two CT three or four flights of stairs; your help will come through the roof, down from heaven, from that God who in tho 5000 years of the worlds history never betrayed young man who tried to be good and Chris tian. Let me say in regard to your ad- verse worldly circumstances, in passing, that you are on level now with those who are finally to succeed. Mark my words, young man, and think of it 80 years from now. You will find that those who 80 years from now are the millionaires of this country, who are the orators of the country, who are the poets of the country, who are the strong mer- chants of the country, who are the great philanthropists of the country-mighti- est in church and state-are this morn- ing on a level with you, not an inch above, and you in straitened circum- stances now.
 Hersohel earned his living by playing a violin at parties, and in the inter stices of the play he would go out and look up at the midnight heavens, the fields of his importal couquests George Stephenson rose from being the foreman in colliery 10 be the most renowned of the worlds engineers. No outfit, no capital to start withl Young man, go down to- the library and get some books and read of what wonderful mechanism God gave you ill your hand, in your foot, in your eye, in your ear, and then ask some doctor to take you into the dissecting room and illustrate to you what you have read about, and never again commit the blasphemy of saying you have no capital to start with Equipped! Why, the poorest young man is equipped as only the God of the whole universe could afford to equip | him. Then his body-a very poor affair compared with his wonderful soul-oh, | that is what makes me solicitous l am not so much anxious about you, young man, because you have so little to do with as I am anxious about you be- l cause you have so much to risk and lose | or gain.
 Young Men Tn Great Cities. | There is no class of persons that so stir ny sympathies as young men in | great cities. Not quite enough salary | to live on, and all the temptations that { come from that deficit. Invited on all hands to. drink, and their exhausted nervous system seeming to demand stimulus. Their religion caricatured by 1 the most of the clerks in the store and most of the operatives in the factory. The rapids of temptation and death J rushing against that young man 40 i miles the hour, and he in frail boat 1 headed up stream, with nothing but a broken oar to work with. Unless Al mighty God help them they will go un- | der.
 An, when I told you to take care of yourself you misunderstood me if you thought meant you are to depend upon human resolution, which may be dis solved in the foam of the wine cup or may be blown out with the first gust of temptation. Here is the helmet, the sword of the Lord God Almighty. Clothe yourself in that panoply, and you shall not be put to confusion. Sin pays well neither in this world nor the next, but right thinking and right be. lieving and right acting will take you in safety through this life and in trans port through the next.
 never shall forget prayer I heard young man make some 15 years ago. It was very short prayer, but it was tremendous prayer: 70 Lord, help usl We find it so very easy to do wrong and so hard to do rightl Lord, help usl' That prayer, 1 warrant you, reached the ear of God and reached his heart. And there are 100 men who have found out -1 ,000 young men, perhaps, who have found out-that very thing. It is so very easy to do wrong and so hard to do right
 l got letter one day, only one para graph, which I shall read:
 Having moved around somewhat, 1 have run across many young men of in- teliigence, ardent strivers after that will-o' wisp-fortune-and of one of these Iwould speak. He was young Englishman of 23 or 24 years, who came to New York, where he had no &C., quaintauces, with barely sufficient to keep him couple of weeks. He had been tenderly reared, perhaps should say too tenderly, and was not used to earning his living and found it ex- tremely difficult to get any position that he was capable of filling. After many vain efforts in this direction he found himself on Sunday evening in Brook
 lyn, near your church, with about $S left of his small capital. Providence seemed to lead him to your door, and he determined to go in and hear you.
 He told me his going to hear you
 that night was undoubtedly the turning point in his life, for when he went into
 your church he felt desperate, but while
 listening to your discourse his better nature got the mastery. I truly believe from what this young man told me that
 your sounding the depths of his heart
 that night alone brought him back to his
 God whom be was so near leaving"
 A Great Reality.
 That is the echo of multitudes. l am
 not preaching an abstraction, but 6
 great reality. 0 friendless young man,
 o prodigal young man, o broken