The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-05-17

dollars tx months from date, says the
I prom issory note. i promise 10 pay my
lie thirty years from date AZ the bank o.
the grave" says every lnfracucn OF the
laws Of your physical being
What2 VIII a mans body never COM
pletelv recover from early dissipation IN
this world2 Never How about the world
20 Gomez Perhaps God viii TX a. up IN
the resurrection body so that Il Will not
have to go limpiEg through all eternity
but get the liver thoroughly damaged and
il Will stay damaged as long as YOU are
here Physicians call ID cirrhOsis OF the
liver. or Inflammation OF the liver. or fat
~ degeneration Of the liver, but solomon
puts all these pangs into one ngure, ana
says; Till a dart strike through his
liver"
Heslod seemed to nave some hint OF this
when ne represented PrOmetheus, for his
| crimes. fastened TO a pillar and an eagle
feeding on his liver, which was renewed
again each night, 50 that the deVourlng
went on until finally Hercules slew the
eagle and rescued Prometheus. And dis
sipated early life assures ferocity peck
ing away and clawing away at the liver
year 10 and year out, and death is the
only Hercules who can break the power
Of its beak or unclench It's claw. SO, also,
others wrote fables about Vultures prey
ing upon the liver; but there are those
here with whom it is no fable, but a
terrific reality.
That young man smoking cigarettes and
smoking cigars has no idea that he is get
ting for himself smoked liver. That young
man has no idea that he has by early
DISSIPATION so depleted his energies that
he will 20 into the battle only half-armed.
Here is another young man who, II he put
all his forces against the regiment Of
youthful temptations in the strength of
God, might drive them back, but he is al
lowing them to be reinforced by the whole
Z H~sef arae and mai
but immortal defeat can await him?
Oh. my young brother, do not make the
mistake that thousands are making, in
opening the battle against sin too late. for
this world, too late, and for the world 10
come too late. What brings that express
train from st. Louis into Jersey City three
hours late? They lost fifteen minutes
cary on the route and that affected them
all the way; and they had to be switched
off here and switched off there; and detain-
ed here and detained there; and the
man who loses time and strength in the
earlier part of the journey of life will suf-
fer for il all the way through-the first
twenty years Of life DANA ing the follow
ing fifty years.
Some years ago a scientific lecturer went
through the country exhibiting on great
canvas different parts Of the human body
when healthy. and the same parts when
diseased. And what the world wants
now Is 60Llt ttu4uElAI 6[lCiitASA " 80
through the country. showing to Our young
people on blazing canvas the drunkard's
liver, the oilers liver the libertines liver,
the gamblers liver. Perhaps the spectacle
might stop some young man before he
comes to the catastrophe, and the dart
strike through his liver
My nearer, this is the first sermon you
have heard on the gospel of health. and
it may be the last you will ever hear on
that subject, and l charge you, in the
name of God and Christ and usefulness,
and eternal destiny, take better care Of
your health. When some Of you die, if
your friends put on your tombstone
truthful epitaph, it viii read: Here lies
the victim Of late suppers;' or it will be:
Behold what lobster salad al midnight
will do for a man. or it will be-: Ten CT
CARS a day closed my earthly existence
or Il will be- Thought / could do at sew
enty what 1 did al twenty, and l am
here" or it Will be: Here is the eonse-
! quence of sitting a half day with wet
| feet or 1t will be- This is where have
stacked my harvest of wild OATS or,
! instead of words the stone-cutter will
chisel for an epitaph on the tombstone
two figures-namely, a dart and liver.
There is a kind of sickness that is
beautiful when it comes from overWork
for God, or ones country, or ones own
family. / have seen wounds that were
glorious. / have seen an empty sleeve
that was more beautiful than the most
muscular forearm. l have seen a green
| shade over the eye, shot out in battle,
! that was more beautiful than any two
| eyes that had passed without injury. 1
| have seen an old missionary worn out
/ with the malaria Of African jungles, who
1 looked to me more radiant than rubi-
cund gymnast l have seen a mother af-
| ter six weeks watching over family of
children down with scarlet fever, with a
L. hot
| surpassed the angelic. 1t all depends on
how you got your sickness and in what
/ battle your wounds.
| II we must get sick and WORKOUT, let il
! be in Gods service and in the effort to
/ make the world good. Not in the service
! Of sin. No No! One of the most pa
thetic scenes that / ever witness, and l
/ often see it, is that of men or women con-
! verted in the sos or COS or EOS wanting
| to be useful, but they so served the world
/ and satan in the earlier part of their life
| that they have no physical energy left for
| the service of God. They sacrificed nerves,
| muscles, lungs, heart and liver on the
wrong altar. They fought on the wrong
| side, and now, when their sword is all
hacked up and their ammunition all gone,
they enlist for Emmanuel When the
! high-mettled cavalry horse, which that
! man spurted into many a cavalry charge
with champing bit and flaming eye and
/ neck clothed with thunder, IS worn out
and spawned and ring bOned and spring.
| halt he rides up to the great Captain of
| our Salvation on the white horse and Of
! fers his services. When such persons
might have been. through the good habits
| of a lifetime, crashing their battle-ax
| through the helmeted iniquities, they are
spending their days and nights i'm discuss
| ing the best way of curing their indiges-
/ ton, and quletng their janglng nerves.
and roIsng their laggard appetite, and
! trying to extract the dart from their out
| ragged liver. Better converted late than
| nevcrl on, yes; for they will get TO
heaven. But they will go afoot when they
might have wheeled up the steep hills Of
the sky of Elijah's chariot. There Is an
| old hymn that We used to sing In the
country Westinghouse when I was a boy,
| and / remember how the old folks voices
trembled with emotion while they sang IT,
] have forgotten all but two lines, but
those lines are the peroration OF my SER
[ mon
Twill save us from a thousand suares
To mind religion young