Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1908-12-01
i. then I'm saved any way

there is q, hell, then I'm saved any way
, you look at it.
There Is a way that seemeth right
| unto men, but the end thereof are the
ways OF DEATH Moses may have
made some mistakes, but l want, to
| tell you Moses never made a mistake
when he wrote those words. Their
rock is not as our rock, our enemies
themselves being the Judges. He new
| er made mistake when he wrote
those words and say to you, you are
going to. live on and on until the con-
steliations of the heavens are snuffed
out. You are going to live on and on
until the rocks crumble into dust
through age. You are going to live on,
an on, and on until tie mountain
! peaks are incinerated and blown by
the breath of God to the four corners
of infinitude. What shall the end be-
Listen! Listen.
PensyIvania's Goodness.
| I used to live in Pennsylvania and
of the many wonderful things for
which this wonderful state has been
noted, not the least is the fact that
most always she has had Cody men
for governors. and one OF the most
magnificent examples OF Cody piety
that ever honored the state was ex-
governor Pollock. When he was
governor, young man, in q drunken
|
l'tried and sentenced to be executed.
They circulated a petition, brought it
to Harrisburg to the governor, and
the committee that waited upon the
governor among them some of his
own friends. plead with him to COM
mute the sentence to life inprison-
ment. Governor Pollock listened to
their pleadings and said, Gentlemen,
| cant do it. The law must take it's
course, Then the ministers Catholic
and Protestant, brought petition,
and among the committee was the
governors own pastor. lie approached
!. him in earnestneSs. put hand on
God TO give him wisdom to grant the
request. Governor Pollock listened to
their petition tears streamed down
his cheeks. and he said. Gentlemen, J
can't do it, | can't, can't
At last the boys mother came. Her
eyes We're req, her cheeks sunken, her
lips ashen. Nher hair disheveled her
clothing unkempt, her body lettering
from loss of food and sleep. Broken
hearted. she reeled, staggered and
dragged herself into the presence Of
the governor. She plead for her boy.
, She said, %, governor, let me die. 0,
governor, let him go, let ME go be-
you to let my boy go; don't. don't hang
him. Governor Pollock listened She
staggered to his side, put her arms
, about him. He took her arms from
{ his shoulders, held her at arms length
I looked into her face and said to her
: Mother, Mother, can't do it, I can't,
! and he ran from her presence. She
screamed and fell to the door and they
! carried her out. Governor Pollock said
to his secretary, John, If 7 can't par
: don him. I can tell him how to die,
5 He went to the cell, opened Gods
: Word, prayed, talked of Jesus heaven
> bent near, the angels waited and Their
|, on lightning wing sped back to Glory
:. with the glad tidings that q soul was
: born again, and the governor left
: wishing him we'll for tine ordeal. Short.
ly after he had gone the prisoner SAID
t ITO the Waterman. Who was that mar
u that talked with me and prayed?
He said, Great God, man. don't !.,o1
know. He threw him hands to hi!
e head and cried. My God! My God
7 The governor here and ! didn't know
Y it. Why didn't you tell me that wa:
l. the governor and I would have thrown
# my arms about him. buried my fin
> gers in his flesh and would have sait
;. Governor I'll not go unless you par
~ don me. I'll not let YOU 60 A few
{ days later when he stood on the scat
1t fold, feet strapped, hands tied, noos
T. about his neck black cap and shrout
u on. just before the trap sprung, h
. cried. My God, the governor here ant
The shot down.
. You can't stand before God in TIL
? Judgment and say Jesus, were yo
IL down there in the tabernacle? Did yo'
e want to save nle?' Behold! Behold! I
v greater man than the governor is here
y Jesus Christ, the Son Of God and h
y waits to be gracious.
=, What shall the end be to them tina
=. obey not the Gospel OF God?"
y l, What shall your end be? I put
a up to YOU
y Revival Notes.
~ Perhaps no better display of TIL
~ splendid results thus far attained wit
the huge chorus by Leader Fred F'isch
er has been made than last evenins
when with a perfection that rivalle
professional organizations, THE Los
,e Chord was masnifcently rendered
~ The voices blended truthfully undo
- the movements of the director an
~ u, the volume was brought out with a
e' ease and precision that bespoke YER
:, careful training. The work of til
=. singers was vigorously applaudet
- Mr.. Fischer contemplates the renditio
q of the "Efallelujah" chorus from til
Messiah before the meetings close.