Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1899-04-28
SAVANNAH, TENNESSEE FRIDAY, APRIL 49,

the question twice and thrice. Is Il
you read and write?" and then the boy
answered with tear plashing on the
back of his hand. lie said, in def
ance: mo, sir; can't read nor write
neither, God, sir, don't want me TO
read and write Didn't He lake away
father so long ago never remember to
have seen him, and haven't had to 60
along the streets TO get something TO
fetch home to eat for the folks, and
didn't |, as soon as | could carry a
basket, have TO go out and pick up Gin
ders and never have no schooling sir?
God don't want ma to read, sir. can't
read nor write neither" Oh, these
poor wanderers! They have no chance,
Born in degradation, as they get up
from their hands and knees to walk,
they take their first step on the road to
despair Let us go forth in the name
of the Lord Jesus Christ to rescue
them. Let us ministers not be afraid
of soiling our black clothes while we
go down on that mission. While we
are tying an elaborate knot in our
cravat or while we are in the study
rounding off some period rhetorically
we might be saving soul from death
and hiding multitude of sins. Oh,
Christian laymen, go out on this work
If you are not willing 10 go forth your
self, then give of your means, and If
you arc too stingy to help, then get out
of the way and hide yourself in the
dens and caves of the earth, lest when
Christs chariot comes along the
horses hoofs trample you into the
mire. Beware lest the thousands Of
the destitute of your city, in the last
great day, rise up and curse your stu.
pidity and your neglect. Down to
work! Lift them upl
One cold winters day, as a Christian
man was going along the Battery in
New York. he saw little girl seated at
the gate, shivering in the cold. He said
TO her; "My child, what do you sit
there for this cold day?" "0h," she re.
replied 81 am wating-I am waiting
for somebody to ccme and take care
of me-" "Why," said the man, what
makes you think anybody will come
and take care of you?" "0h," she said
my mother died last week, and was
crying very much, and she said: Don't
cry, dear. Though am gone and your
father is gone, the Lord will send some.
body to take care of YOU My mother
never told lie She said some one
would come ard take care of me, and
am waiting for them TO come" oh, yes
theyare waiting for you. Men who have
money, men who have influence, men
Of churches, men of great hearts, gather
them in, gather them in. 1t is not the
will of your Heavenly Father that one
of these little ones should perish.
LASTLY, the street impresses me with
the fact that all the people are looking
forward. ! see expectancy written OF
almost every face | meet. Where yor
find thousand people walking straight
on, you only find one man stopping and
looking back. The fact is, God made uf
all to look ahead, because we are i'm
mortal. In this tramp of the multitude
on the street | hear the tramp of ;
great host marching and marching FOL
eternity. Beyond the Office, the store
the shop, the street, there is a world
populous and tremendous. Through
Gods grace, may you reach that blessed
place. \ great throng fills thos'
bouevards, and the streets are a-r'usf
with the chariots Of conquerors. tn,
inhabitants go up and down, but the.
never weep and they never toll. A rive,
flows through the city, with rounded
and luxurious banks, and the trees o
life, laden with everlasting fruitage
bend their branches into the crystal
No plumed hearse rattles over tha
pavement, for they are never SICK. Will
immortal health glowing in every vein
they know not how to die. Those tower
Of strength, those palaces of beauty
giram in the light of sun that neve
sets. Oh. Heaven, beautiful Heaven
Heaven, where our friends are! The.
take no census in that city, for 1t is in
babited by "a multitude which no mai
can number" Rank above rank. Hos
above host. Gallery above CALLER.
sweepingall around the heavens. Thou
sands of thousands, millions of mil
lions. Blessed are they who enter i,
through the gate into that city. oh
start for it today Through the bloo
of the great sacrifice of the Son of Co
take up your march TO Heaven. ''Th
Spirit and the bride say, Come and who
soever will let him come and take th
water of life freely Join this grca
throng marching Heayenward. All th
doors of invitation are open. "And
saw twelve gates, and the twelve gate
were twelve pearls."