Milford chronicle., 1905-05-05

ment house Wellington climbed tn,
rickety stairs and found his old com
panion living in poverty and squalor
He threw his arms about the colonel;
neck and begged his pardon. Then hC
said, Colonel, why did you not let us
search you and free you from the sus
picion of the theftg Because" an
swered the colonel though | am poor,
l am very proud. My wife and chill
dren have not had enough to eat for
months. Meat they have not had for
a week. And while you were eating
slipped the meat off my plate and hid
it in my pockets, that they might eat
it after l reached home" All, the
temptations of sin, which must con-
tinually abide with such starving men
and the homeless! God is going to
judge such sinners differently from
the way he win condemn our sins.
Like Lots wife. we have had our
physical necessities supplied. Aye, al
most all of US have had more than the
necessities. God has given to US many
luxuries as well. When we entered
into sin we went there to seek pleas
I ure, and not for the necessities of food
and clothing. We sinned because we
wanted to sin, and not because in one
sense we felt we had to sin to live.
The Training Lots Wife Had.
Like Lots wife, are we? Most Of US
aye, all-have felt the gospel inspiration /
Of a Christian home know not wheth-
er this woman was born in a godly
cradle and reared in a pious home I
know not whether in her younger days
she was taught to say her evening
prayers at her mothers knee But do
know that as soon as she married she
was taken to a gOdly home. Lot, her
husband, was Abraham's foster child
and nephew. His father died when Lot
was very young. Abraham and Sarah
had no children; therefore they adopt
ed this Orphan-his mother was evil
IDENTIFY dead-and brought him up as
their own son. No sooner did Lot bring !
home his young bride than, methinks. I :
can see this old gray haired patriarch
Abraham welcome her to his home. I
can see him place his hand upon her
head and say: MY child. I welcome
Thee in the name OF the Lord vel : :
come thee as my daughter" Methinks
can see Sarah take the young girl in
Ter arms and press her to her heart =
md place a holy kiss upon her fresh =
'oung lips. That night, as usual the :
lged couple have family prayers. Lot !,
nd his bride kneel by the old folks =
ide. Step by step Lots wife is taught y
0 trust God and to live for God and to
e one of Gods little children. She is -
OF cannibal ON the KOngO, taught =.
rom her infancy that the best banquet .,
he can have is the quivering flesh Of ~,
captive whom her husband has -
rOught home in chains. She is not an
ztec Indian, who thinks the best Of u u
,ring she can make to God is the -
leeding heart of a human sacrifice ~ ~
I'm out from the ribs of a pleading !"
lppliant. She is a child of the cove a -
ant, having lived at least for years - -
mid the highest and nOblest Of godly u
lrroundings. She was destroyed be- 81 81
luse she refused to obey the teach le' W
gs Of God which she learned from her ~ -
ther-in-law and mOther-in-law. ~
Lots wife's doom awful, you say. %.
es, but shall not God condemn more ~
verely those who have deliberately So,
andered forth into the ways of sin 90
i'd who have once lived in Christian on
mes than those who have never 81,
ard the name of Jesus except in bias g.,
emy? Shall not God more severely dif
ndemn you and me for our sins than +he
would our companions in evil whose tbe
others were like Delilah, Jezebel or ,vo
lhab instead Of like Sarah or Esther no,
Ruth? Indeed, so strong is the in on
ence Of our parental Christian or
mes that they are tugging at our cia
arts today in spite of present sins. dri
e cannot drown their echoing calls If hat
would. CO.
Influence OF the Old Home. ion
Iome time ago dear friend of mine like
IS out in a mining town. There at in I
It time was a miner noted for his
s. Gambler, drunkard, blasphemer
j peddler Of filthy stories was he. N
friend met him one day and said: tbe
re you as bad a man as you make wa,
to be? You say you are going tbe
ne this spring to visit your mother Won
II you get drunk there as you do cas
e? Will you tell her the vile stories bac
! tell hereT The man looked at nv an
md a moment and then said: mo, bob
would sooner cut off my right I h,
q than let my mother or my sisters flow
me as am. came from a Chris mir
l home, and the old truths which asm
re taught me there are still plead and
with me to be a good Christian or :
D." Oh, my friends, when Lots of i
e went astray she did not sin in and
1Fance. Like ourselves, she once com
d in a godly home Like yonder Hft
er, she had, as we have, the pray sba,
Of her piOus loved ones pleading 81. T.oi
her to keep pure and true and Won
ight, as she ought to have been. wer,
you continue to disregard the NJ a
faNf a.