The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1901-02-04

men. Think of it, 500 women slaves. Z
1t takes me back to time when we
We're Journeying across the continent
ana came to large city and the peo-
pie were then agitating the question OF
how to save the people, the drunkards
land the outcasts. We were taken to a
large church by lady friend of ours
1t was Henry Ward Beecher's church
plymouth church-in Brooklyn. Our
friend told us why she brought us
there. 1t was to tell of something re-
markable. Henry Ward Beeeher had
announced that on that Sunday there
would be no sermon but an auction. and
everybody was asked to come They
I came. He said when he was down
] Ssuth ne came to city where an auc-
tlon was about TO take place. He saw
coiored girl upon the block and the
men were feeling her arms, much as
/ they would a horse. He asked the
overseer what he wanted and was told
$l,2O0. He pledged the Plymouth
/, church to pay the 81 200 or send the girl
I-Sarah-back to the overseer. This
was Henry Ward Beecher's auction. 1t
was the slave girl Sarah He asked
the people to bid to buy her freedom
The baskets We're passed about Money
poured into them. The preacher picked
out a lady's ring richly jeweled He
placed it on the finger of the colored
girl and said. With this ring I wed
thee to everlasting freedom The peo-
pie cheered. Why did they cheer? Be
cause soul and body had been saved.
Yes, that body which would some day
be but dust and ashes had been saved
from the auction block.
Such slaves have you in this City
of Honolulu-300 of them. Who is go
ing TO bid on the everlasting immortal
souls of these poor women? I listen
and from different directions it seems
to me | hear a voice saying, I bid so
much These 300 women, outcast wo-
men, and even the twenty drukards l
spoke to last night appeal to the church
OF Jesus Christ of this City and ask how
much you are going to bid for their
immortal souls. A great voice comes TO
me and I hear I bid so much We
have but to hear those other words
going, going, gone!'
The saloon, that ally of hell. damn
ing and Accusing all within it's evil
influence, which is permitted to exist by
law in Your midst, steals away the
souls of the mothers boys of Honolulu.
They make outcasts of these 300 women
and the numberless drunkards on your
streets. Do you never, in the silent
watches of the night, hear a voice say
ing to You, Go We out into the high
ways and speak to the men and to the
women?'
Don't think that every man cannot
be saved. Don't feel that woman has
gone SO low down in the scale of hui
manity that she is beyond reaching.
l know of a woman who had left home
when but girl to struggle for her liv-
ing. Her father was a drunkard She
drifted along and along and finally be-
came sinful woman in her struggle
for bread. When years had passed she
received a message telling her if she
wished to see her mother before she
died she must go at once. Upon her
mothers death bed, in answer to a dy-
ing query as to whether she still spoke
the prayer she had learned as a child.
she sobbed and said: No, mother; I
of my meetings and spoke to my audi
ense. l believe there is not an outcast
woman in Honolulu or drunkard who T,
does not honestly echo this sentiment.
To you, young men, l give you this
young men who may be
drunkards-'Come unto me all ye who
are heavy laden and I will give you
rest Young men who are tired in sin. !
listen to this my message"