Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1903-10-03

asked. III you VIII VIII Su"P
your husbands crew and let your ship
90 free" Yes" was the answer.
'Then," said he, II name her Mary"
Mary Wilson grew up TO be an old wo-
man and died at the age of ninety-four
years as Mrs Mary Wallace and was
buried In the little graveyard at Ren-
mixer. AS that pirate in all probability
saved that crew on account OF the
memory of his own little daughter. so
the birth Of every frstborn child
makes almost every father pledge him
self to God to be a better and purer
man and noble Christian. Have you
kept the VOW you made when your
first baby was born?
Besides that, my brother, have you
also tried to follow out that pledge you
made to God In the night when your
baby was very sick? You well remem'
ber the grave faces Of the physicians
You we'll remember how you knelt by
the crib and said, 20 God, II you will
make my baby well l pledge to you
my future life" You well remember
the pledge you made to God on the
night your baby died. Nearly every
one of US has had a child's death
in our family. Have you kept that
pledge? Have you kept the pledge you
made to God on the old path which
once led down to the cradles OF your
living children and now also leads
down to the graves OF your dead ba-
bies?
The Way TO Happiness.
But how are you going to find your
way back to these old paths? Some OF
you have been away from these paths
for many years. You are lost. COM
pletely lost. You will never find your
way out from the mountains OF sin
unless you have a divine guide. The
importance Of a guide to one lost In
the mountains of earth or Of sin can
never be overestimated. / remember,
some years ago, when bicycling through
the mountains Of West Virginia, we
were completely lost. We wandered
around and around until the sun sank
and the twilight covered up her somber
face with q black robe and hid herself
in total darkness. We CROPPED our way
along, shuddering at the fendish yell
of screech owl and the glittering eyes
that might be those Of a prowling pan
ther. After awhile we saw a dim
light in the distance. We struggled
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and be taken In. Then In the morning
we were safe because our host as a
guide, directed US on. Today, ye lost
and wearied sinners, Christ Is ready to
be your guide he will lead you out
of the mountains Of sin. He will lead
you to the old paths which are all con-
verging into the one Christian path
that leads to the foot Of the heavenly
throne. VIII you let him lead your
VIII you let him pardon your Will
you let Jesus save your
May the old paths Of Christian love
today become to you the new paths OF
Christian service. We have read that,
in 1892, a party Of men were encamped
upon the battlefield of Pea Ridge, In
northern Arkansas. While they were
cooking their supper by the camp fire
they exploded buried twelve pound
Parrott cannon shell which had been
fred there out of a Federal gun on
June II, 1852. thirty years before
Would that this sermon, like that bur
led shell, might have an explosive pow
er. May 1t awaken all the sweet and
holy memories Of the past-memories
twenty, thirty, forty and even fifty
years old-and start each one into a
new Christian life. "Stand in the way
and see and ask for the old paths!
The old paths"
copyright, 1903, by Louis Klopsch.1