Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1899-04-13

and look with patf1otlc aomifotion oH tie
| flag that fioated In victory from the mast
| head. But that man Is more OF curiosity
| who bas gone through thirty years of the
sharpshooting of business life and yet sails
on, victor over the temptations OF the
street. Oh, how many have gone down
under the pressure, leaving not so much as
the patch OF canvas to tell where they per.
ID! They never had any peace. Their
dishonesties kept tollng in their ears. II
I had an AK and could split open the beams
the very heart Of 1t a skeleton. In his very
best wine there is a smack OF poor mans
sweat. oh, it is strange that when a man
has devoured widows houses he is dis.
| turbed with indigestion? All the forces OF
nature are against him. The floods are
ready to drown him and the earthquake to
| swallow him and the fires to consume him
and the lightnings to smite him. But the
children of God are on every street, and In
| the day when the crowns OF heaven are
distributed some Of the brightest of them
| will be given to those men who were faith
| full to God and faithful to the souls OF
others amid the marts Of business, proving
| themselves the heroes OF the street.
| Mighty were their temptations, mighty was
their deliverance and mighty shall be their
| triumph.
Again, the street impresses me with the
| fact that life is full OF pretention and sham
| What subterfuge, what double dealing.
what two facedness! Do all people who
| wish you good morning really hope you
| happy day? Do all the people who shake
hands love each other9 Are all those anxi-
| Gus about your health who inquire con-
cerning it? Do all want to see you who
ask you to call? Does all the world know
half as much as 1t pretends to know? Is
| there lot many wretched stock or goods
with brilliant show? Passing up and
| down the streets to your business and your
work, are you not impressed with the fact
that society is hollow and that that there
are subterfuges and pretensions? Oh,
| how many there are who swagger
and strut. and how few people who are
natural and walk While fops simper
and fools chuckle and simpletons gi2gle,
| how few people are natural aud laugh!
| The courtesan and the libertine go down
| the street in beautiful apparel, while within
the heart there are volcanoes of passion
consuming their life away. l say these
things not to create in you incredulity or
| misanthropy, nor do I forget there are
! thousands of people a great deal better
than they seem, but do not think any
man is prepared for the conflict Of this life
| until ne knows this particular peril. Ehud
comes pretending to pay his tax to King
Eglon, and, while he stands In front OF the
king, stabs him through with dagger un-
| til the haft went In after the blade. Judas
Iscariot kissed Christ.
Again, the street impresses me with the
fact that 1t is great field for Christian
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and want and wretchedness in the coun-
try, but these evils chiefly congreGate in
| our great cities. On every street crime
prowls, and drunkenness staggers, and
shame winks, and pauperism thrusts out
| it's hand asking for aims. Here what is
most squalid and hunger is most lean.
Christian man, going along a street in New
York, saw q poor lad, and he stopped
and said, MY boy, do you know how to
read and writer" The boy made no an
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and thrice. "Can you read and writer"
And then the boy answered, with tear
pIashing on the back of his hand. He said
| in defiance: "No sir, don't read nor write,
neither. God. sir, don't want me to read
and write. Didn't he take away my father
him? And haven't 1 had to 60 along the
streets to get something to fetch home to
| eat for the folks? And didn'tI, as soon as
could carry a basket, have to go out and
| pick up cinders and never have no school,
ing, sir? God don't want me to read sir.
I can't read nor write. neither" oh. these
poor wanderersl 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 OF despair. Let
US 90 forth in the name OF the Lord Jesns
| 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 saw
ing soul from death and hiding multi.
tude of sins. o Christian laymen, go out on
this work! If you are not willing to go
| forth yourself, then give of your means,
and If you are too lazy to go, 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 stupidity and your neglect. Down to
work. Lift them up.
One cold winters day, as 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?" "Oh," she replied, II am
care Of me- why" said the man
"what makes you think anybody will come
and take care Of your" "Oh," she said,
"my mother died last week, and I was cry.
ing very much, and she said: Don't cry,
dear, though am gone and your father is
gone, the Lord will send somebody to take
crre Of YOU My mother never told lieI
she said some one would come and take
care fine, md am waiting for them to
come" Oh, yes, they are waiting fol
you. Men who have money, men who
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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 for
ward I see expectancy written on almost
every face l meet. Where you find thou
sand people walking straight on, you only
find one stopping and looking back. The
fact is, God made us all to look ahead, be-
cause we are immortal. In this tramp o!
the multitude on the streets 1 hear the
tramp OF great host, marching and
marching for eternity. Beyond the Office
the store, the shop, the street, there is
world, populos,N and tremendous. Through
Gods grace, may you reach that blessed
place. great throng fills those boule
wards, and the streets are arush with
the chariots of conquerors The inhab
itants coup and down, but they never
weep and the never toll. river flows
through that city, with rounded and lux
urious banks, and the trees of life, laden
with everlasting frutage, bend theil