Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1899-07-27

Won read and write.?. and then the boy
answered with a tear FLASHING on the
back of his hand. He said, IN dei1-
anee: NO, sir; l cant read nor write
neither. God, sir, don't want me 70
read and write Didn't He take away
father so long ago | never remember 10
have seen aim. and haven't | had 10 go
along the streets to get something 10
fetch home to eat for the folks, and
didn't /, as soon as | could carry
basket. have to 60 out and pick up GIN
ders and never have no schooling, sir!
God don't want me 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 10
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
90 down on that mission. While we
are tying an elaborate knot in our
eravat or while we are in the study
rounding off some period rhetorically
we might be saving a soul from death
and hiding a multitude of sins. Oh.
Christian laymen. go out on this work
If you are not willing to go forth your
self, then give of your means, and II
you are too stingy to help, then get out
of the way and hide yourself in the
dens and caves Of the earth, lest when
Christ's 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 10
work! Lift them upl
One cold winters day, as a Christian
man was going along the Battery in
New York, he saw a 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 p "Oh she re-
replied. Il am waiting-I am waiting
for somebody to come and take care
of me- why, said the man, what
makes you think anybody will come
and take care Of your "0h," she said,
my mother died last week, and | was
crying very much. and she said: Don't
cry. dear. Though l am gone and your
| father is gone, the Lord will send some
body to take care of you My mother
never told a lie. She said some one
| would come and 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 II is not the
will of your Heavenly Father that one
of these little ones should perish.
Lastly, the street impresses me will
the fact that all the people are looking
forward. | see expectancy written OF
almost every face | meet. Where yot
find a thousand people walking straight
on. you only find one man stopping ant
looking back. The fact is, God made VI
| all to look ahead. because we are i'm
mortal. ". this tramp of the multitude
on the street | hear the tramp OF
great host marching and marching TO
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. 4 great throng fills thos'
boulevards, and the streets are a-rusl
with the chariots of conquerors. tn
inhabitants go up and down, but the.
never weep and they never toll. \ rive
flows through the city. with ROUNDED
and luxurious banks, and the trees o
life. laden with everlasting fruitags
bend their branches into the crystal.
No plumed hearse rattles over tina
pavement, for they are never sick. VIII
immortal health glowing in every ven
they know nothow to die. Those tower
Of strength. those palaces of beauty
pleam in the light of a sun that neve
sets. Oh. Heaven, beautiful Heaven
Heaven. where our friends are! The
take no census in that city, for il is in
babited by "a multitude which no ma
can number" Rank above rank. Hos
above host. Gallery above CALLER
sweepingall around the heavens. Thou
sands of thousands. millions OF mi
lions. Blessed are they who enter
through the gate into that city. OF
start for it today Through the bloc
of the great sacrifice of the Son of Go
, take up your march to Heaven. i p
Spirit and the bride say, Come, and wh'
soever will let him come and take IN
, water Of life freely" Join this grea
throng marching Heavenward. All II
' doors of invitation are open. "And
E saw twelve gates, and the twelve gate
| -, rIS -