The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1901-07-03

ed the magnif cent sum of s6 for the
months work. Each Of those dollars
looked as large to me as the moon looks
tonight" Wonderful Henry Wilson,
But thst was act his original name. He
changed his name because be did not
want on him the blight Of drunken
father. AS the vice president stood in
my pulpit in Brooklyn, making the last
address he ever made, and commended
the religion Of Christ to the young mep
of that city I thought to myself. You
ourseif are tee sublimest spectacle l
ever saw Of victory over obstacles. "
For 80 years the wind blew the wrong
way, yet he did not observe the wind,
but kept right on sowing.
Many Of Us who are nov preachers of
the gospel OF medic ii practitioners or
members Of the bar or merchants Or citl.
rs in various kinds Of business had
very poor opportunity al the start be.
cause We had it too ess5-far too easy.
We never appreciated what it is to get
an education because our fathers or oder
brothers paid the schooling, and We did
not get the muscle which nothing but
hard work can develop. I congratulate
you, young man, if to you life isa strug-
gle. It's OUT Of suoh circum;tancss
God makes heroes, if they are willing to
be made. Cut your way through. II it
were proper to do SO and you should
stand in any beard of bank directors, in
any board Of trade, in any legislature,
state or nationsl, and ask all who were
brought up in luxury and ease to lift
their hand. hare and there hand might
be lifted, But ask those Who had an
awful hard TINA at the start to lift their
hands, and most Of the hands would be
lifed The heroes of church and stste
we're not brought up on confectionery
and cake.
Whether in your life it is a south
wind or north wind, west wind or an
east wind, thai is now blowing, do you
not feol like saying: This whole sub
ject l now decide. Lord God, through
thy Son Jesus Christ, my Saviour, | am
thine forever I throw myself, reckless
Of everything into the ocean Of thy
mercy"
But" says some cns in s frivolous
and rollicking way, Il am not like the
far ner you fnd in your text. l do not
watch the wind. What do l. csre about
the weather vane? I am sowing now. !"
What are you sowing, my brother? Are
you sowing evil habits? Are you sowing
infdel and atheistic beliefs? Are you
sowing hatreds, revenges, discontents,
urc:ean thoughts or unclean actions? II
so, you will raise a big crop very big
crop. Ehe farmer sometimes plants
things that do not come up, and he has
to plant them over sgaia. But those
evil things that you have planted will
take root ard come up in harvest Of dis
appointment, in harvest of pain, IN hsr-
vest of despair, in harvest of fire. 70
right through some Of the unhappy
homes Of Washington and New York
and all the cities and through the nos.
pitfalls and penitentiaries, and you will
fod stacked up, piled together, the
sheayes of such an awful harvest. Ao-
sea, one Of the frst Of all the writing
prophets, although four Of the other
prophets are put before him in the canon
Of Scripture, wrote 81 astounding meta
phor that may be quoted as descriptive
those who d. evil: They have sown
the wind, snd they shall rsap the Woirl-
wind" Some on has said, "Children
m y be strangled, but deeds never"
There are other persons who truthful
ly say: i am doing the best esn. The
clou is are thick aud the Wind blows the
wong way, cut [ am sowing prayers
and sowing kind aess and sowing help
fulDess and sowing hopes Of a better
world." Good for you, my brother, my
sister! What you plant will come up.
What you SOW you vii! rise into har-
vest the wealth OF which you will not
know until you 60 up higher. lhear the
rustling OF your hsrvest in the bright
f.lds Of heaven. The soft gales OF tnat
land, as they pass, bend the full headed
grain in curves OF beauty. 1t is gol:en
in the light of q sun that never sess. As
you pass in you will not have to gird On
the sickle for the reaping, and there will
be nothing to reminds you of wesry hus-
bandmen toiling under hot summer sun
on earth and lying down under the sha-
dow of the tree at noontide, 30 tired
were they, SO very tired. No, no; your
harvest will be reaped without any toll
Of your hands, without any besweating
of your brow. Chliss in one Of his SER
mons told how your harvest will be
gathered when he said, 'The respers
are the angels"