Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1900-08-17
NUMBER 80.


the hounds of temptation, coming on
our track, might lose it and go bowling
back with disappointment!
But remark again, that the grace OF
God is like the salt in its preservative
quality. You know that salt absorDs
the moisture of articles of food and i'm
fuses them with brine, which preserves
them for long while. Salt is the
great antiputrefactor OF the world
Experimenters, in preserving food
have tried sugar and smoke and air
tight jars and everything else, but as
long as the world stands Christ's words
will be suggestive, and men will admit
that as a great preventative salt Is
good" But for the grace of God tho
earth would have become stale car
cass long before this. That grace is the
only preservative of laws and constitu-
tions and hteratures. Just as soon as
a government loses this salt of divine
grace it perishes. The philosophy OF
this day, so far as it is antagonistic to
this religion, putrefies and stinks. Tho
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and our institutions of science to-day
is, not more Leyden jars and galvanlc
batteries and spectroscopes and phil
osophical apparatus, but more OF thar
grace that will teach our men OF
science that the God of the universe is
the God Of the Bible. How strange it is
that in all their magnificent sweep OF
the telescope they have not seen the
morning star of Jesus and that in all
their experiments with light and heat
they have not seen the light and felt
the warmth of the Sun of Righteous
ness! We want more of the salt OF
Gods grace in our homes, in our
schools, in our colleges, in our social
life, in our Christianity. And that
which has it will live; that which has
it not will die. proclaim the tenden-
cy of everything earthly to putrefac-
ton and death-the religion of Christ
the only preservative.
Ny subject is one of great congratu-
lation to those who have within their
souls this gospel antiseptic. This salt
willpreserve them through the tempta-
tions and sorrows of life and through
the ages of eternity. do not mean to
say that you will have a smooth time
because you are Christian On the
contrary, if you do your whole duty, 1
will promise you rough time. You
march through an enemy's country,
and they will try to double up both
TANKS and to cut you off from your
source of supplies. The war you wage
will not be with toy arrows, but sword
plunged to the hilt and squirting ON
your steed over heaps of the slain. But
think that God omnipotent will see
you through. think He will. But why
do talk like an atheist when ought
to say l know He will? "Kept by the
power of God through faith unto COM
plete salvation"
When Gov. Geary, Of Pennsylvania,
died, years ago, / lost good friend.
He impressed me nightly with the
horrors of war. In the eight hours
that we rode together in the cars he
recited to me the scenes through
which he had passed in the civil war.
He said that there came one battle
upon which everything seemed to
pivot. kilograms from Washington
said that the life of the nation de-
4 pended on that struggle. He said to
me: 81 went into that battle, sir,
with my son. His mother and I
thought everything of him. You
know how father will feel toward
his son who is coming up manly and
brave and good. Well, the battle
opened and concentered, and it was
awful. Horses and riders bent and
twisted and piled up together. 1t was
awful, sir. We quit firing and took
to the point Of the bayonet. Well,
sir, didn't feel like myself that day.
l had prayed to God for strength for
that particular battle, and went into
it feeling that had in my right arm
the strength of ten giants And as
the governor brought his arm down
on the back of the seat it fairly made
the car tremble. "Well," he said, "the
battle was desperate, but after awhile
we gained little, and we marched
on a little. I turned round to the
troops and shouted: Come on,
boys!' and I stepped across dead
: soldier, and, 10, it was my son! l
saw at the first glance he was dead,
and yet / did not dare to stop min
ute, for the crisis had come in tho
battle. So I just got down on my
knees, and threw my arms around
him, and l gave him one good kiss
and said, 'Good-by, DEAR and sprang
up and shouted Come on, boys'"
So it is in the Christian Confetti II
fierce fight. Eternal ages seem de-
pending on the strife. Heaven is
waiting for the bulletins to announce
the tremendous issue. Hail of shot
cash of saber, fall of battle ak, groan-
ing on every side. We cannot stop
for loss or bereavement or anything
: else. With one ardent embrace and
one loving kiss we utter our fare
: wells and then cry: "Come on, boys!
There are other heights to be cap
tured; there are other foes to be con-
uuered; there are other crowns to be
won"
Yet, as one Of the Lords surgeons,
{. must bind up two or three wounds.
, Just lift them now, whatever they be.
: have been told there is nothing like
; salt to stop the bleeding of wound,
and so l take this salt of Christ's
Gospel and put it on the lacerated
soul. 1t smarts little at first, but
see--the bleeding stops, and, 10, the
flesh comes again as the flesh of a
little child. salt is good" Comfort
: one another with these words"
Metropolis of Song Birds.
Capt. G. L. Shelley, an English orni-