The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1903-09-25

her neck and kissed her: and the woman
aai4. MY Codl Why did you do thatY
No 01e has kissed me since my mother
died. Why did you DO that" And the
humble Christian woman said. 81 do NOE
know, unless &c was Jesus sent me 10 do
g." Without going into further detail.
let me say that that life was redeemed bv
the bliss Of that Christian woman. whose
heart was full OF love for her kind. This
ing from the most brilliant preacher that
son have ever had ia the city could have
reached that life as did that kiss. That
reminded her OF her departed mother. A
loor young Girl was dying in the CITY of
Paris and on seeing a Christian woman
VINO was q stranger 10 her, said 20 her.
You know 1 hate y0u Christians You
llye nothing 90 give bat good advice.
Ou build fine Institutions Ior us when we
1uye fallen, but YOU do nothing for us
90 keep us from being thrown into the
path OF temptation" And no one but
shat good woman, acting with Miss Hunt
ip'her benehcent work IN the gay city of
Paris, understood the dying energy With
which she uttered chose words. By aud
by this woman won her into the kingdom
OF God, and just before she died said To
the Christian woman, who represented for
the first time Christianity unto her: let
me die on something that is yours Won't
you let me put my head ON your pillow
] would like to die with my head on such
pillow as your pure head has rested on It
was granted. That is what / mean. That is
the ministry that is open to love. Over
youder in the city Of Detroit. q reporter
called a little bootback in the street 10
polish his boots The little fellow came,
but as he got out his brush and was
about to begin a big, brusk fellow came
along and said: you 60 away, Jimmy;
you so away. I viii do this" And the
reporter became indignant and said:
what do you mean by this" 60 that
is all right, boss. Do you know that JIM
my has been sick in the hospital for more
than a month and he is not very strong
and we boys when we are not doing any
thing turn in and help him. Is that right,
Jimmy" Eyes. that's right" And so
he said: "All right, go ahead" and as the
boy was plying his brush and his cloth,
and while he was so doing the reporter
piled him with questions: What per cent.
of what YOU earn do you give to jimmy
"Eh?' 'What per cent. Of what you earn
do YOU give to Jimmy Il don't know
what you mean" How much of the
money that you receive do you keep and
how much do you give to jimmy "Do
you think | am a sneak? / give all Of it
| to him, and so do all the boys; we don't
keep any Of it," So when he finished the
! reporter said: "You re a pretty good fell
| low; here is a quarter, apd you keep ten
cents and give fifteen cents to Jimmy"
| mo you don't" and he gave the quarter
! to Jimmy. That was diviner, that was
nobler far than the grandest eloquence
| that Brooklyn ever heard.
! Now notice in the second place, and 1
! will make this point brief, the comparison
! by which Paul sets forth the superiority
! Of love to eoquence. He says, If speak
with the tongues OF men and angels, bur
! have not love, | am become as sounding
! brass as a Changing cymbal The gift with
out the grace is likened to the sounding
of brass, to the clashing of cymbals of
bronze. A great many preachers boast
! themselves of their soundness, sound in
their theo.ogy-and I an not saying any
thing against soundness in theology. And
one is sometimes tempted to say, Sound,
yes, that is what it is, but 1t Is without
ministry and without meaning for a hum
CRY world. A changing cymba,-noise, con-
fusion, but no ministry, never helpful
for a weary, hungry world. Let us
be something more than jangling
voices, Changing noises. Let us have
reality, genuineness of heart, genu-
ineness of love, genuineness of reli-
gion; that is what tells. That is what
the world wants. That is what it is look
ing for. That is what God is begging
for. / read story some months ago in
one Of your newspapers Two men who
had met to talk on the corner of a street.
While they were talking hand organ be-
gan to grind out its dismal music. One of
the men said, let us go lon and get away
from that wretched stuff. And the other
said, now, win not let you talk like that
about that music Why, do you know
that that was "See the Conquering Hero
Comes" composed by the great Handel,
And his friend said: Il want you to come
with me to a Handel festival So a month
later, he invited his friend to the concert,
and so when the lively choruses were sung
and the great symphony went on, this
frieRd of his became enraptured And he
said: isn't that glorious, isn't that beau
tiful% yes" said his friend, do you
know what it is? 1t is See the Conquer.
ing Hero Comes 1t is what you heard on
the organ" Let love conquer your hearts
and the world will make way for your com
ing. and we shall startle the world by the
originality of our unseldshness. IF
speak with the tongues of men and angels
J but have not love, l am become as sound
ing brass or q changing cymbal." Let III
have love.