The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1900-06-08

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no bitter words when wiplng from the
swollen brow the blood struck out in a
midnight carousal, bending over the bat
tered and bruised form of him who when
he took her from her iathcr's nome prom
sed love and kindness and protection, yet
nothing but sympathy and prayers and
forgiveness before they are asked for;
no bitter words when the family Bible
goes for rum and the pawnbrOkcrs shop
gets the last decent dress. Some day,
desiring TO evoke the story Of her sor
rows, you say, well, how are you get
ting along now" and, rallylng her
trembling voice and quicting her qulverlnR
lip, she says, Pretty well, ! thank you;
pretty we'll" She never viii tell you. In
the dellrium OF her last sickness she may
tell all the other secrets OF her lifetime,
but she will not tell that. Not until the
books OF eternity are opened on the
throne OF judgment viii ever be known
cbat she has suffered
] find also IN tins roll the heroes Of
Christian charity. We all admire the
George Peabodys and the James Lcnoxes
OF tho earth, who give tens and hundreds
OF thousands of dollars TO good objects.
But ] am speaking now OF those who, out
Of their pinchcd poverty, help others-of
such men as those Christian missionaries
at the wes', who proclaim Christ 10 tao
people, one Of them, writing 10 the secrc-
tary IN New York, saying. 81 thank you
for that S25. Until yesterday we have
had no meat in our house for three
months We have suffered terribly. Ny
children have no shoes this winter" And
Of those people who have only a half loaf
OF bread, but give "A piece of n TO Others
who are hungrier and OF those who have
only scutt,e of coal, but help others
10 fuel. and of those who have only
dollar in their pocket and give twenty
five cents TO somebody else, and of that
father who wears a shabby coat and OF
that mother who wears "A faded dress,
that their children may be well appar-
clcd. You call them paupers or ragamuf
fins or cmlgrants ! call them heroes and
hcrolncs You and | may not now
where they live or what their name 49,
God knows, and they have more angels
lowering over them than you and ! have,
and they will have higher seat ia heaven.
They may have only cup OF cold water
TO give poor traveller or may have only
picked a splinter from the nail of a chid's
hnger or have put only two mites .nto
the treasury but the Lord knows them
Considering what they had, they did
more than we have ever done, and their
faded dress will become white robe,
and the small room viii bc an Xtcrnal
mansion and the old hat VIII be exchanged
for a coronot OF victory and all the APP
plausc of earth and the shouting OF heaven
viii hc drowned out when God RISES up
TO give His reward TO those humble work
Crs IN His kingdom and TO say TO them,
well done, g.-C and faithful servant
You have all seen or heard of the ruins
of Mcrosc Abbey | suppose IN some
respects they are the most exquisite ruins
on earth, and yet, looking at it, was
not SO impressed YOU may set IT do. /
10 bad taste, bl.t ! was not SO deeply
stirred as | was 'at a tombstone at the
foot OF that abbey, the tombstone placed
by Walter Scott over the gravc of an
old man who had served him a good
many years IN ms house, the 'scrlpuon
most significant and | defy any man to
stand there and read II without tears
coming into his ewes the cpltaph, We'll
done, good and faithful servant" Oh,
when our work is over, will il he found.
because of anything we have done for
God or the church or suffering humanity,
that such an inscription is appropriate
for us? God grant It!
Who are those who were bravcst and
deserved the grcateft monument Lord
C'avCrhouse and his hurly soldiers or
John Brown, the Edinburgh carrier, and
hls wifcy Mr. Atkins, the prosecuted
minister of Jesus Christ in Scotland, was
secretcd 10y John Brown and his wife,
and Claverhouse rode Zip one day with
his armed men and shouted IN front of
he house. John Browns little gr came
Atkins here" She made no answer, for
she could not bctray the minister of the
gospel. "llai' Clav0rhousc said, Then
YOU are a chip of the old block, are youy
! have something in my pocket for you,
II Is n noscgay. Some people call II
thumhscrcw, hut | call II noscgay."
And he got of his horse, and hc put II
IN the little girls hand and began to turn
II until the bones cracked aud she cried.
He SAID: Don't CRY, don't crv. This
isn't a thumhsCfcw; this Is a uoscgay.'
And they heard the Chlld's cry, and the
father and mother came ont. and Claver-
house said: 1T seems that you three
have la'd Vour holy h"ads together. lie
tcrmined TO die like all the rest VI your
hypocritcal, cautinc, snvcling crew
Rather than give up good Mr. Atkins
plouS Mr.. Atkins, YOU would die. | have
a telescope with me that viii improve
your vision And he pulled ont a pis-
toll Now he said. you old pragmatic,
lest YOU should catch cold in this cold
morning OF Scotland, and for the honor
and safety of the king. 90 say nothing
Of the glory of God and the good of our
souls | will proceed simply and IN the
neatest and most eXpcditioss style to
blow your brains out
John Brown fell upon his knees and
began TO pray. "Ah!' said Clayerhousc,
look out # YOU are going 90 pray. Steer
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Cameron 20 Lord said John Brown,
since It seems 60 be Thy viii that should
leave this world for n world where |
can love Thee better and serve Thee more.
! put TINS poor widow woman and these
helpless. fatherless children into Thy
hands We have been together m pcace
4 good while, but now we must look forth
to a better meeting M heaven, and a. log
these poor creatures. hlndioldcd and iu.
iatuatcd. that stand before me. convert
them before u he too late. and may they
who have sat IN judgment m this lonely
place on this blessed morning upon me,
poor. dcienseless fellow creature may
they m the last judgment find that mercy
which they have refused 90 me. Thy most
unworthy but faithful servant. Amen.
lie rose and said Isabel the hour has
come of which spoke 20 YOU on the
! morning when | proposed hand and heart
/ 90 you. and are Won willing now. for the
| love of God 90 let me dic.' She nut her
/ arms around him and said The Lord
/ gave. and the Lord hath taken away.
/ blessed hc the name of the lord "Stop
/ that snlveling.' said Clavcrhousc. Il
/ have had enough of it Soldicrs do YOUR
/ work Take aim Fire. And the heal
| of John Brown was scattered on the
/ ground While the wife was gathering
| up ~ her apron the fragment Of her bus.
bands head-gatherng them up for bur
ial-Claverhouse lopked into her face aud