Willmar tribune., 1900-05-23
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piled, Philip, with smile
Sarah. the Brother Man wants to-
Know If you have enough to live on"
Sarah came in and sat.down. It was
dark. The year was turning into the
softer months Of spring, and oil the
outdoor world had been q benediction
that evening If the sorrow and poverty
and sin of the tenement district SO
near had not pervaded the very walls
and atmosphere. of the entire place.
The minister's wife answered brave
ly: eyes, we have food and clothing
and LIES necessaries. But, oh, Philip,
this life is wearing you out! Yes,
Brother Man," she continued, while a
tear rolled over her cheek, 1.-The minis
ter Is giving his lifeblood for these
people, and they do not care. 1t is a
vain sacrifice" She had spoken as
frankly as if the old man had been
her father. There was q something
in him which called out such conf
dence.
Mr.. Strong soothed his wife, clasping
her to him tenderly. '"rhere, Sarah,
you are nervous and tired. l am a lit
tie discouraged, but strong and hearty
for the work. Brother Man, you must
not think we regret your advice. We
have been blessed by following it,"
And then their remarkable guest
stretched out his arms through the
gathering gloom in the room and seem
ed to bless them. Later in the even
ing he again called for Bible and
offered prayer of wondrous sweet
ness. He was shown to his plainly fur.
nished room. He looked around and
smiled.
@This is like my old home," he said;
"a palace, where the poor die Of hum
GER"
Philip started at the odd remark,
then recollected that the old man had
once been wealthy, and sometimes in
his half dazel condition Philip thought
probable he confounded the humblest
surroundings with his once luxurious
home. He fingered a moment, and
the man said, as if speaking to him.
self, IF they do not renounce all they
have, they cannot be my disciples"
"Good night, Brother Man," cried
Philip as he went out.
"Good night. Christ's man." replied
his guest. And Philip went to his rest
that night, great questions throbbing
in him and the demands of the Master
more distinctly brought to his attention
than ever.
Again, as before when he rose in
the morning, he found that his visitor
was gone. His eccentric movements
accounted for his sudden disappear
ances, but they were disappointed. They
wanted to see their guest again and
question him about his history. They
promised themselves he would do so
next time.
The following Sunday Philip preach
ed one Of those sermons which come to
q man once or twice in a whole minis
try. 1t was the last Sunday of the
month and not a special occasion. But
there had surged into his thought the
meaning of the Christian life with
such uncomfortable power that his SER
mon reached hearts never before touch
ed. He remained at the close of the
service to talk with several young men,
who seemed moved as never before.
After they had gone away he went into
his own room back of the platform to
get something he had left there and to
his surprise found the church sexton
kneeling down by one Of the chairs.
AS the minister came in the man rose
and turned toward him.
"Mr. Strong, want to be a. Chris
tian. I want to join the church and
lead different life."
Philip clasped his hand, while tears
rolled over the mans face. He staid
and talked with him and prayed with
him., and when he finally went home
the minister was convinced it was as
strong and true a conversion as he had
ever seen. He at once related the story
to his wife, who had gone on before
to get dinner.
"Why, Philip" she exclaimed when
he said the sexton wanted to be bap-
tized and unite with the church at the
next communion, Calvary church will
never allow him to unite with us!''
"Why not?" asked Philip in amaze
ment.
Because he is a negro" replied his
wife.
Philip stood q moment in silence,
with his hat in his hand, looking at his
wife as she spoke.
CHAPTER XIV.
."Well," said Philip slowly as he
seemed to grasp the meaning Of his
wife's words, ITO tell the truth, l nev-
er thought Of thatw He sat down and
looked troubled. "Do you think, Sarah,