Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1900-03-08

world. God has thrust into our busy life
a sacred day when we are to look after
otr souls. Is it exorbitant after giving
six days to the feeding and the clothing
OF these perishable bodies that God should
demand one day for the feeding and the
clothing of the immortal soul? Our bodies
are seven day clocks. and they need to be
wound up. and IL they are not wound up
they run down into the grave. No man
can continuously break the Sabbath and
keep his physical and mental health.
Ask those aged men, and they will tell
you they never knew men who continu-
ously broke the Sabbath who did not fail
either in mind, body or moral principle.
A manufacturer gave this as his expert
ence. He said: II owned factory on
the Lehigh. Everything prospcred.
kept the Sabbath, and everything went
on well. But one Sabbath morning | be-
thought myself of new shuttle, and |
thought | would invent that shuttle be-
fore sunset, and | refused oil food and
drink until had completed that shuttle.
BY shutdown | had completed 1t. The
next day, Monday, | showed to my
workmcn and friends this new shuttle.
They all congratulated me on my great
success. put that shuttle into play. !
days work cost me 100000. From that
day everything went wrong failed in
business. and lost my mill" Oh, my
friends, keep the Lords day. You may
think it old fogy advice, but ! give it 10
you now: Remember the Sabbath day,
to keep 1t holy. Six days shalt thou la
Dor and do all thy work. but the seventh
is the Sabbath Of the Lord thy God: in
il thou shalt not do any work" A man
said that he would prove that all this
was a falacy, and SO he said, 81 shall
raise a Sunday crop" And he plowed
the field on the Sabbath. and then he put
in the seed on the Sabbath and cultivated
the ground on the Sabbath. When the
harvest was ripe, he reaped 1t on the
Sabbath, and he carried 1t into the NOW
on the Sabbath. and then he stood out
defiant to his Christian neighbors and
said, There, that is my Sunday crop, nnd
it is all garnered." After awhile a storm
came up and a great darkness, and the
lightnings Of heaven struck the barn, anc
away went his Sunday crop Beware
young man. Of all Sabbath breakers.
warning Against Dissipation.
Again. l charge you, beware OF associa
ton with the dssipnted. Go with then
and you will in time adopt their habits
Who is that man fallen against the curb
stone, covered with bruises and beastli
ness? He vas MS bright faced lad al
ever looked up from your nursery. Hi
mother rocked him. prayed for him
fondled him, would not let the night Iii
touch his cheek and held him up anC
looked down into his loving eyes anc
wondered for what high position he wa
being fitted He entered life with briGh
hapes. The world beckoned him, Friends
cheered him, but the archers shot at him
vile men set traps for him. bad habit
hooked fast to him with their iron crap
Piles: his feet slipped on the way, ant
there he lies. Who would think that tina
uncombed hair was once toyed with by
fathers fingers? Who would think tina
those bloated cheeks were ever kissed b,
mothers lips? Would you guess tina
that thick tongue once made a household
glad with it's innocent prattle? Utter n
harsh words in his ear. Help him W
Put the hat over that once manly brow
Brush the dust from that coat that ono
covered q generous heart. Show him tn
! way to the home that once rejoiced q
the sound Of his footstep, and with gentl
| words tell his children to stand back a
| you help him through the hall.
That was a kind husband once and q
indulgent father. He will kneel wit
them no more as once he did at famil
| prayers-the little ones with claspe
| hands looking up into the heavens wit
thanksgiving for their happy home. Bu
now at midnight he will drive them fror
their pillows and curse them down tn
steps. and howl after them as, unclat
they fly down the street in night gal
ments, under the calm starlight VIII
slew that man? Who blasted that home
Who plunged those children into wors
than orphanage--until the hands are blu
with cold, and the cheeks are blanche
with fear, and the brow is SCARED wit
bruises, and the eyes are hollow wit
grief? Who made that life a wreck an
filled eternity with the uproar Of a doom
ed spiritf
Oh, if had some art by which / coui
break the charm Of the tempter's bow
and with mailed hand lift out the Ion
serpent OF eternal despair and shake oil
its coils and cast it down and crush it
death.
Shake off the Sabbath breaker. Of
turn your back upon these men. Shak
off the sceptic. Shake off the idle
Shake off the pleasurist. You may d
this work of election In poltcness. br
you may do it firmly. You are not Ill
der any circumstances 10 lose all the r.
membrance of the fact that you are
gentleman and must always act the gel
tleman. A young man said to Chri
tian Quaker, "Old chap. how did you g
your money!"
"Well," said the Quaker, ~ got It b
dealing in an article in which thou ma.
est dealt if thou wilt-civiiity."
Be courteous. be polite, but be firm
Say mo" as il you meant it, II you sa
''No' in feeble way, they will keep q
with their imploration and their tempt
: ton, and after awhile you will stand
silence, and then you will say. after the
have gone on little longer, Yes" an
, then you are lost.
Oh, turn your back upon the banqu,
of sim | call you to better feast toda.
The promises Of God are the fruits. III
harps of heaven are the music. III
clusters OF Eschol are pressed into Il
tankards. The sons and daughters
standing at the banquet to pour the viii
and divide the clusters and command IL
music and welcome the guests Is
daughter OF God, on her brow the bio
SONS of paradise and in her cheek II
flush of celestial summer. And her nan
is Religion. Her ways are ways
: pleasantness, and all her paths al
! peace"
Dedicated to Himself.