The Birmingham age-herald., 1903-02-01

Chicago January 25.-In this sermon specially addressed to the graduates or Fl single profession, there are many sug- gestions that must prove helpful and inspiring to all young people, irrespective of sex or calling who are about to enter upon a life of career. The text is Colos- sians iv. IA Luke, the beloved physi- clan"
 Have you ever explored the east side of New York city--that is, where the poor live. There the masses are huddled to- gether in tenements It is the home Of hundreds of thousands of men and women who every winter are fighting the two man-eating bloodhounds. cold and hun ger, which are snarling and snapping at them like famished wolN es.
 But, though the east side of New York city may be the home of the poor and in many places, of the social outcast, yet dn 1896 there was seen upon its streets a most remarkable funeral. That day 15OOO human hearts were aching. At least 800 men were walking in line behind that hearse. There were sixty pallbearers, every one of whom to more or less ex- tent was indebted for his health or life to the man whose body was then sleep Ing in the casket. [" Who Is this man about to be buried" asked an eyewitness, ga king or warrior, statesman, an ora tor, a governor, city official?" No. He was plain simple physician. He was Dr. Aronson, who had given up his whole life to work among the poor. He not only cared for the sick body, but also for the sick soul. He had inherited small fortune from his father. and when he en- tered the homes of the destitute he would leave here a little and there little along with his prescriptions. While he lay sick hundreds and thousands of poor people whom he had befriended came to inquire at his door. They knelt by hundreds in the street about his house, praying to God to restore to them their good physi- elan. When he was dead, with their own hands the poor carried him out to his last resting place.
 Dr. Aronson was only a beautiful type of Luke "the beloved physician" Paul would never have written so tenderly about him unless Dr. Luke had been that kind of man. In imagination I can see Paul coming to his room at night and { saying: Where is Luke? Where is Luke?' Then some one would answer: ~Paul, after you had finished preaching to that great audience this evening and Luke had closed the service with prayer  some one told Dr. Luke about an old Christian saint who was sick and could not get out to the service. Then Dr. Luke Immediately said, Why, will go at once and see her So he took along his medi- cine bag in one hand and his Bible in the other. He told me to tell you not to sit up for him. He did not know when he could get back" "Yes. yes" half disap- pointedly, answers the missionary; ''that Is just like Dr. Luke. l never seem to be able to have him at all for myself He Is always calling upon some one that is poor and sick and in trouble. My, how tired he must get!'' Then some morning see Paul wake up. He looks over to the other side of the room where a Der is all unused up and yet without an occupant. "Well," says Paul. T guess Luke is off again on one of his calls. l do hope he will be back in time to ship for Corinth We certainly must sail today" Then in imagination l see the companion of Paul