Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1901-01-09

carousal? VIII there be Any kicking of
from marble steps of shivering mendi-
cants? VIII there be any unwashed, un.
fed, uncombed children? WIN there be
any blasphemies in the street? VIII
there be any inebriates staggering pasty
No. No wine stores, no lager beer sa-
looms, no breweries where they make the
three KS. no bloodshot eve. no bloated
cheek, no instruments of ruin aud de-
struction, no fist pounded forehead The
grandchildren of that woman who goes
down the street with q curse stoned by
the boys that follow her, win be the re-
formers and the philanthropists and the
Christian men and the honest merchants
of our great cities.
Then, what municipal governments,
too. we will have in all The cities. Some
cities are worse than others. but in many
Of our cities you just walk down by the
city halls and lon. !: at some of the
rooms occupied by politicians, and see TO
what a sensual. loathsome. ignorant. be-
sotted crew city politics is often aban-
doned Or they stand around the city
hall picking their teeth, waiting for some
emolumeGtS Of crumbs to fall t. their
feet, waiting all day long, and waiting all
night long
Wto are those wretehed women taken
up for drunkenness and carried up TO the
courts, and put in prison. OF course?
What viii you do with the grogshops
that made them drunk Nothing. Who
are those prisoners in Al? One Of them
stole pair of shoes. That boy stole a
dolla-. This girl snatched a purse. All
of them crimes damaging society less
than 500 or $50. But what will you do
with the gambler who last night robbed
the voting. man of $1,000? Nothing.
What shall be dom with that one who
breaks through and destroys the purity
Of a Christian home and with an adroit,
ness and perfidy that beats the strategy
of hell, filings shrinking. shrieking soul
into a bottomless perdition? Nothing.
What will you do with those who fleece
that young man, getting him to pUrloin
large sums of money from his employer
the young man who Fame to an officer of
my church and told the story and fran
tically asked what he might do? Moth
ing. All, we do well to nunish small
crimes, but | have sometimes thought il
would be better in some of our cities, il
the officials would only turn out from the
jails the petty criminals, the little offend
ers, the $40 desperadoes, and put in their
places some of the monsters of iniuu'ty
who drive their roam span through the
streets SO swiftly that honest men have
to leap to get out of the way of being run
over Oh, the damnable schemes that
protested Christian men will sometimes
engage in until God puts the finger of his
retribution into the collar of their robe of
hypocrisy and rips it clear to the bottom.
But all these wrongs are going to be
righted. | expect to liz to see the day.
| think | hear. In the distance the rum
bling of the Kings chariot. Not always
in the minority is the church of God 90.
ing TO be, or are good men going to be.
The streets arc going to be filled with
regenerated populations. Three hundred
and sixty bells rang in Moscow when one
prince was married. but when Righteous
ness and Peace kiss each other in all the
earth ten thousand times ten thousand
bells shall strike the Jubilee Poverty
enriched. Hunger fed Crime purified.
Ignorance enlightened All the cities
saved Is not this d Muse worth work
ing in?
Gods omnipotent Love.
Gods love will yet bring back this
ruined world to holiness aud happiness.
An infinite Father bends over it in gym
patty. And to the orphan he will be a
father, and to the widow he will be
a husband, and to the outcast he will be
a home, and TO the poorest wretch that
to-day crawls out-of the ditch of his abon-
nations, crying for mercy, he will be an
all pardoning Redeemer. The rocks will
turn gray with age, the forests will be
unmoored in the hurricane. the sun will
shut its fiery eyelid the stars will drop
like blasted figs, the sea viii heave its
last groan and lash itself in expiring
agony, the continents will drop like an
chors in the deep, the world will wrap
itself in sheet of flame and lean on the
funeral pyre of the judgment day. but
Gods love will never die. 1t shall kindle
its suns after all other lights have gore
ont. Ii will be a billowing sea after all
other oceans have wept themselves away.
1t will warm itself by the blaze of a
consuming world. Ii will sing while the
archangei's trumpet peals and the air is
filed with the crash of breaking sepul-
cheers and the rush of the wings OF the
rising dead. Oh. commend that love to
all the cities. ard the morning without
clouds will come,