The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1901-01-18
MANY DON THE
BLUE RIBBONS

We do such a little bit of loving. We have
got great big hearts full of love if we
would only let it out. Just let 1t out,
my friends, and God be praised you will
! be glorifiedl It is it's own reward Let
us be good. kind, obedient childrenl
Such good old book the Bible is.
wonder that something has not been
written in this great fruitful age of poet
nc genius to excel it and put it on the
shelf. But no: no book could ever take
its place nor put it aside, God be praised!
As l said before, 1t is our compass, to
guide US over the rough waters. 1 once
! had little tiny book Of prayers that
someone gave to me when I was a little
boy, and how loved that little book and
read IT over and over, till it was all worn
iout! 1t was such a blessing, such an in
lspiration to me, and how it ennobled and
helped my lifei
Now I'm going to tell you about
man here in the Bible. He was what
they called bad man, and he was al
ways drunk, and ragged and ugly and
getting into trouble, and he was such a
bad fellow that they called him the ter
ror of the town. He was a great big six
footer, and when he'd get drunk which
was pretty nearly all the time why he'd
go up and down the streets and scare
people to death, and the men would step
to one side, and the children would run
away, and the dogs, they'd bark tool Yes
and If any of the ladies happened to be
down town for little shopping that aft
ernoon and they saw him, why, they'd
pick up their skirts like this, and run, SO
-Gllustrating)-and they'd run home and
wouldn't run any bills that day, and
they'd tell their husband that that ter
rihle man was out again, and the hus-
band'd say, That's good Wish he'd stay
out all the timer Oaughter.) Yes. he
was called bad man, and he went into
the courts, and on his great big face
there were scars, and he had bandage
around his head, and he was drunk and
defiant and ugly and they said he was
the worst man in town. On his great big
face there was Waterloo and Vicksburg
and Gettysburg and all the other burgs.
And everybody got out of his way-no,
mot everybody, God be praised, for he
had mother. God be praised for our
mothers. The big Judge got out his specs
and put 'em on and looked over his
glasses and said, What! You here again?
I'll fix you" and when they put him in
Jail it took a lot of men to do it; they
had to grab hold of him and tie his great
big hands, because he stood up against
the wall and when they came near him
he let out his big arm and there was
policemen turning back somersaults all
around there. But they tied up the poor
fellow finally and marched him into Jail,
H., IL
ever get out of here, I'll fix the lot of
you? Yes, they said he was the worst
man In town, and the Judge said he'd fix
him.
And they tried him and found the
great big fellow guilty, and they were
going to put him in prison or make him
pay a fine, and the officers and everybody
came around and told how bad a man he
was and how he disturbed the peace!
You see that all had word against him,
and not one was there to say a gentle
word to the poor fellow-for he was the
terror of the town. But the great big
fellow was all of tremble inside, and
kind word would have saved himi Well,
when the Judge said sixty days in jail
or thirty dollars, the big fellow hadn't
got a cent in his pocket, and he would
have to go to jail; but what was the lit
tie woman coming through the door2 It's
his mother and she creeps along the
edge of the crowd, and she comes up and
asks how much is the fine and when
the Judge tells her, she finds her little
pocket, bless her heart, and down she
goes into it and brings up the money.
God be praised, in a handkerchief, and
she takes it out and gives 1t to the Judge
and tells him to let her take away her
boy-her great big boy, twice as big as
his mite of a little mother, but, God bless
you her heart was big enough, and full
enough of love, too, the dear, little,
sweet-hearted woman. The Judge has to
let the fellow go, but he looks down at
him and tells him that that is just like
mother, and says If he ever comes
back there again he will fix himi Then
the dear little mother cries a little bit
and takes her great big son on her arm
and bears him out! And she takes him
home and rubs his head and takes off
the bandage, and asks does it hurt, and
he says no, it never hurts when her hand
touches his head, and, bless her heart,
she puts him to bed and nurses him, the
great big fellow that's the terror of the
town. God be praised for a mothers
love.
We'll that fellow was just like the big
fellow in the Bible I started to tell you
about. And they heard of a wonderful
man that was going through the coun-
try: he had healed sick woman and
cured withered hand, and he had done
such wonderful things. and the dear lit
tie mother wants her poor drunken son,
that's the terror of the town, to go with
her to see the man, and they go. The
wonderful man is on the other side of
the lake, and when he crosses over the
great, big drunken fellow is there with
his little mother hanging on to his arm,
the first one to speak to Jesus. And
what did Jesus say to him? Oh, isn't it
too bad they don't say In the Bible what
Jesus said to him. for 1t must have bean
something wonderful! The big fellow
never drink again. and was cured of his
evil ways, but they never told US what
Jesus said to him! I often think what a
pity il was that they didn't tell us what
He said.
up in the town of Lincoln. Nebraska,
they told me a sad little story There
was a dear. little, sweet-hearted girl fell
in love with Abraham Lincoln, but her
father didn't like him. and said he
wouldn't have him around the house. aa.i
didn't want his daughter to see him at
all. But after while the Little girl got
sick. and the doctor said she couldn't
live and she was going to die poor little
soul, and she said she'd just like TO see
Abe before she went so they sent for
him and he went into the door and STAY
ed little while. and then he
came out. But no one ever knew what
they said to each other The little sweet
heart OF Lincoln died. and l went 70
see hsr grave ar the cemetery, and i was
foelfsh enough to cry a little Iou see,
knew W hot oil r.