The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1899-03-04

is sometimes zs'To right, ana
sometimes we're short. This old chan
he listened and asked the most cues
tons about all I'm a-tellin, yer. FinaI-
~ ne says, says he, We've all got to
check up some day, do you ever think
of that?'
4 asked him what business he wus
in. He said he was connected with
somethin' or mother. / don't Just re-
~ Der now; then he said he wusn't
referrin' to business, but that we an.
when We died. would have to give an
account to the One what give us our
lives as ~ what we'd done with 'em.
He said IT was sumthin' similar to nv
cuisines NY Heavenly Father had
GIMME some stock, such as my
nealth, my right senses, lots Of chanc-
es fer dom good, and SO on the like
o that, and when / died, I'd have to
cheek up, and He'd ask me what ia
dohe with all He'd gimme; then If I'd
used all them things just for my own
pressure, and not tried to do no good
Ier Hin, I'd be short when | checked
up He-to1d me OF a beautiful home
prepared for them as wus all right in
their stock. When he talked about
naVln, home, l fell to longin'-I
never knowed what that wus-to have
a home, yer know"
Jimmie paused for a moment then
with the saddest expression 1 ever saw
ne murmured. "but that's not fer the
llKes o me, it's too late now: If I'd
only a-knowed sooner, 1 might have
nad some show, but I've got to check
up just as am, and never done moth
IN with all He gimme"
Ihere was silence-silence which l
could not break. Why could not
comfort this dying boy? I was able to
reIleVe MS body, but his soul was suf-
terlng now. Several times 1 essayed
10 speak, but no words came. I knew
the old, old story, but my own mis-
spent life reproached me. Should I
tell him that that which he had lis
tened to was mere fable, or should I
give up now and here, the stand which
mad taken for so many years, and
own to myself that all the doubts I
had held to so tenaciously were false?
Here in the presence of death. knew
did believe-there was God-this
child had shown Him to me.
Jimmie was looking to me for COM
fort; his large eyes fixed on my face.
wondering why did not speak. All at
once the words came, and preached
to him Christi, the doubter, the athe-
list, told him of Jesus and His love;
now many, many years ago He had
died that we, believing on Him, might
enter that home and be saved. He had
paid all our debt with His life, and set
US free. Jimmie listened eagerly, tears
trickling down his cheeks-"And I've
never done nothin' fer him." he said,
slowly"
Yes, you have, Jimmie, you have
been the means of saving my SOUL
The next morning the nurse told me
that Jimmie had been asking for me.
went over and stood by his bed. He
lay very quiet,-just drifting away. 1
took his hand. Jimmie" l said, 81
am here, do you know me?"
A bright smile overspread his face as
he pressed my hand. Then all the life
that was left exerted itself, and 1 bent
low to hear the whispered words
I'll not be short. He'll make it right.
Pm" I could not hear what he
would have said, for the spirit, which
4 moment before had been speaking to
me, was now giving an account of the
leeds done in the body. Jimmie was
checking up."-Ram's Horn.