The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1908-01-31

ii' "o 'h"uSiit. HOW WrctchCu
he was! How he wished lie had gone
some other street and not stray,d
here and been lurcd in by that aalf
forgotten song.
The services were nearly over,
The good old deacon had prayed Il
touching prayer: others had sent up
sweeping petitions that took in the
whole world and no ole in poriic-
ular but rs impcIled by an irresist-
able power, The tramp had each time
gone down on his knees and burcd
his face in his arms.
81 want us to sing il song Of in
Vliailon How," said the preacher.
looking straight; into the eyes of the
= tramp. land if there are any here
VIII" want to turn back and take the
road that leads TO heaven. We wan:
them to come rorward.' and there
was tender tone and touching ca
dcnce in the words. Good knows
my heart-I want to be IL help to
this. people. / do wish that this
night | might be the instrument in
His hands by which some poor
soul could be made to see the Light.
Anything that | can do. any word
that can bring. anything-any-
thing, bul oh, let me do somclhin"
to @lorify my Father tins night.
Young man, young lady, sinner, will
you cone to jesus tonight 20 The
choir sang:
"Why do you wait, dear brother.
Oh, why do YOU tarry so long2
! Your Savior is waiting 10 rive you
a place in his sanctilied th?ony.
DO You not feel. dear brother,
His Spirit now striving wilhin'
Oi. why net accept his salvation,
And throw off thy burden Of sin"
(; Many eyes were wei vita tears
and many went up for prayer The
tramp. Wrrtchcd and undonc. touched
rose to 90 Forward ror"cii,l Of his
#flthly appearance. But thc Devil
#policd his head in at the door in the
&guise of cigarette icnd and spoke
lin loud whisper: "Look AT that
$darncd hobo, will you! Blamed if he
ain't fixing to start on the hunt for
religion, am he's rugged up for the
occasion too!' And The poor fellow
sank back in his seat, wrctchcl and
undone.
"Ha! ha!' laughed The Devil.
"he's changed his notion and coacu-
dcd that ne amt The dear brother
than they ane ishiA fer. Gosh.
wouldn't he have been Il purity spec
taclc in the altar. Wonder now
many petitions woul have been sent
up in behalf Of such II filthy bundle
Of rag;'?''
The preacher had seen and UNDER
stood ALL II was nnthi:i% unusual
to see Il man weigh his soul III the
balances with riliculr. but oh. ii
was awlul. \ little widow too. with
sweet sad face and hair Streakcd
with GRAY. glanced at tnr tramp "r-
casionalIv. her heart filled with pity.
Somewhere in The wide w"rld her
first bern was roaming and was per
: harS IN lust such destitute circnm-
stances: perhaps he. too. VAS dirty,
ragged. wrctchel. pcnIilH~S. illcnd~
less and a stranger in Il l;an.y" land.
per,ap. he was sick with Not soul
to minister to his needs.
Oh how her heart had !"d--,h'W
she haI rray,F y for her WaEWnrd
boy, trusting ihat in thr Sad Srh""!
, Of c>!..ricnce he wruld learn that
nome MAS The best place after aIi
and thri Ire would repeat and re-
tu.n. She had heard nothin" from
him rnw in almost a year. but she
was sure tnat Ire still lived: had he
died her heart would have told her.
she believed. lIr was now twenty
one and had been gone five years.
Aml some where. if living, some
other mothers heart was aching Tor
this lost tramp, praying that God
would protect and save nim. lie, TOO,
looked to be about The same age OF
the absent Jamie. Oh, why would
young men, the hope Of the country,
! fall so low? she wondered. How
was it that q man made in the image
| Of God, and created but a little low
J or than the angcls-given every adj
vantage of Intellect. conscience, hope
4anl aspiration-how was it that he
could fall so low? The little woman
Sigha1, HAh me, we don t know