The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-05-24
THE MORNING NEWS: MONDAY, MAY "A, 1897

I through MS soul, TAX OF the rack, talk
! OF the ilCuisltiOn. talk OF the LlD=rai
( uyre. talk O. the crushing Juggerauut-
. re feels them al al once Have you ever
I l-eeu IN the ward Of tEe hospital VElere
I these ine6riztes are dying. the stencil II
/ their wounds driving back the attendants,
( ta=ir voices sounding trough the nights
/ The keeper comes up and says, H Ishs
Z noH be still. Stop making AL this noise.
! But il Is efIecLual only for Z momeu-.
for as soon a. the keeper is gone they
I begin again. 20. Cod Q. Cod. Help. Help,
! Drink, GIVE me drink Help. Take them
I Of me, Take them of me, .. Cod And
! then they shrek. and they rave, and Ihey
! pluck out their hair By handfu-s, and bite
/ their nails into the quick. and then ney
! groan, and they shrek, and they bias
/ pheme. and they ask the keepers 10 XIII
! them-'Stab me, Smother me, Strange
I me- Take the devils of me-" on, il Is
/ no fancy sketchi That thing IS going on
/ now al up and down the land, and 1 tell
I YOU further that this Is going 10 be tho
/ death that some d you viii die / know
| il. I see IN coming.
Again the .nebrlate suffers through the
loss Of home } do rot care how much
ne loves MS wife and children. i this pas
sion for strong drink has mastered him.
be viii DO the most outrageous things
! ana. il he could not get drink in any other
way. he would sell mis- family into eternal
bondage How many homes have been
broken W in that way no one but God
knows. On is there anything that will
50 destroy a man for this life, and damn
him for the life that is 70 come, Do not
tell me that a man can DC happy when
ne knows that he is breaking his wifes
heart and clothing his children with rags.
Why, there are on the roads and streets
Of this land to-day little children barefoot
ed. unwashed. and unkempt-want on ev-
cry patch Of their faded dress and on ev-
cry wrinkle Of their prematurely old coun-
tenances. who would nave been in
churches to-day. and as well clad as you
are, but for the fact that rum destroyed
their parents and drove them into the
grave. o. rum, thou foe of God thou de-
spOiier Of homes, thou recruiting officer Of
the pit. I hate thee,
But my subject takes a 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
world, " we are unforgiven here our bad
passions and appetites, unrestrained. will
go along with us and make our torment
there 50 that. / suppose. when an inc
briate 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 stake his thirst for a little while:
but IN eternity where is the rum TO come
from2
on. the deep, exhausting. exasperating
everlasting thirst Of the drunkard in hell,
Why if fiend came up to earth for some
internal work IN grOg-shop, and should
90 back taking on it's wing Just one drop
Of that for which the inebriate in the lost
world long what excitement would it
make therei Put that one droD from off
the fend's wing on the tip of the toneue
Of the destroyed inebriate; let the liauid
brightness just touch it; let the drop be
very small, If 1t 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 rumv And it would
wake up the echoes of the damned-"Give
me rum. Give me rum, Give me rump'
In the future world I do not believe that
1t will be the absence of God that will
make the drunkard's sorrow I do not be-
lieve that Vt viii be the absence of light
/ do not believe that it will be the absence
OF holiness. l think it will be the absence
of rum. On. Look not upon the wine
when IL Is red, when it moveth itself
Alright IN the cup, for at the last il bSteth
ike a serpent and it stingeth like an
adder"
While I declared some time ago that
there was point beyond which a man
could not stop, / want to tell you that
while man cannot stop in his own
strength, the Lord God by his grace can
help him 10 stop at any time. I was in a
room in New York where there were
many men who had been reclaimed from
drunkenness. | heard their testimony
and for the first time in my life there
flashed out truth / never understood.
They said: I'VE 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 u.s.
l believe that the time will soon come
No. HhNsa ~
not only to save mans SOUL but his body
and reconstruct, purify, elevate and re-
deem il.
l verify believe that, although you feel
graphing al the roots of your tongues an
almost omnipotent thirst, If you will give
your heart TO God he win help you by his
grace to conquer. Try it. 1t is your last
chance. ! have looked off upon the Desc
iaton. Sitting next to you in our religious
assemblages. there are good many peO-
pie In awful peril; and, judging from or.
binary circumstances, there is not one
chance in five thousand that they Will
get clear of ii. There are men in every
congregation from Sabbath to Sabbath Of
whom l 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 drunksrd's perdtion
I know that is an awful thing to say, but
| cannot help saying it.
Oh, beware! You have not yet been
captured. Beware! Whether the bev-
erage be poured In golden chalice or pew
ter mug, in the foam at the top, in white
letters, let there be spelled out to your
soul Beware When the books Of
judgment are open, and ten million drunk
ards come up TO get their doom, / want
you to bear witness that l, in the fear OF
God and the love Of your soul. told you
with all affection and with all kindness,
to beware of that which has already ex-
erted its influence upon your family blow
ing out some Of its lights a premontion
Of the b.ackness of darkness for ever
Oh. II you could only hear intemperance
with drunkard's bones drumming on the
head of the liquor cask the Dead March OF
immortal souls, methinks the very glance
OF a wine cup would make you shudder
and the color Of the liquor would make
you think OF the blood OF the soul and
the foam on the top OF the cup would re-
mind YOU Of the froth on the maniacs lin;
and you would kneel down and pray God
that rather than your children should be-
come captives OF this evil habit you would
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