The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1912-05-13

quickly. It's pneumonia. ] don't thinh
l can help you"
He turned his face to the wall n
said:
81 have missed it! I have missed IT!
I have missed It'll"
The doctor said:
what do you mean?"
He said:
He Had Missed Il.
81 had nothing to bring me here; /
merely did 1t to get away from the
meetings and judgment followed me-"
His wife and his mother hurried to
his bedside and as they entered the
room he family whispered: u have
missed it."
They begged, they pleaded, they
implored and every entreaty he would
family respond:
Il nave missed it." '
Tomorrow maybe you will walk by
this building, and say:
81 have missed it; / have missed It."
God pity you, for I am afraid you
will close the door Of hope.
II is not necessary to commit some
great sin to be lost just neglected. Lei
the merchant neglect his business and
he is bankrupt. Let the one who is
| sick neglect to SEND for a physician
and he will die. Let the man coming
to the falls neglect to use the oars and
row back and he will be lost
Caesar had a letter handed to him
warning him of a plot against his life,
but he neglected to open 1t and read 1t,
When I think that this is the last
service of this great effort on the part
Of God and the holy spirit to bring you
men and women to repentance, l tell
you my heart nearly breaks.
Think of the sermons you have
heard since you were old enough to
start to Sunday school, until you sit
here tonight! Think Of the prayers
that have been offered for you!
Think of the tears that some moth
er, or wife. or friend has shed for you
or that your children have shed! Think
of It'll Think of the ministers, think of
the evangelists that have pleaded and
begged Of you to be a christian and
still there you sit, written on your poor
soul in great, black letters, '1ostl"'
Another sunday story
My friend, Frank Smith, about
whom you men heard me tell q story
this afternoon, was preaching in a
town in New Jersey. He tried to get a
young man to give his heart to God,
but he wouldn't. The meeting closed.
Frank left the town and seven months
afterwards went back. Some one said:
mfr. Smith, you remember Mr, B."
Eyes"
He is dying. The doctors held a
consultation this morning a. o'clock
Git was about $3.50 when my friend
reached there), and they said he could
not live. Frank, he had great respect
for you; go and see him."
}, Frank hurried to the house, rang
the door bell and the wife responded.
She said:
"oh, it's you Mr.. Smith. Well, ]
am delighted to see you, and ] know
: Charlie win be glad, but, Mr. Smith,
i promise me you viii not say anything
to him about dying. 1t might brighten
. him. / don't think he il as bad as the
physicians say"
My friend didn't promise. He went
to the bedroom and soon was left
alone with the man He said:
|, Charlie, you are too weak to talk
/ to me, and I'm not going TO talk to
you. but I'm going to pray, and in my
prayer I'll make the plan OF salvation
plain, and IL at a-.y time in my prayer
you will accept Jesus Christ as your
Saviour, Just press my hand. DO YOU
understand
! He nodded his head feebly. ny
: friend grasped the mans thin hand In
I his, dropped on his knees and prayed
He came to the end and said:
Hear US, o, God. for Jesus Christ'i
q sake
The clock on the mantel licked fol
two, three, five, seven, eight minutes
' and no response. My TREND arose ant
looked into his a c and saw him try.
ing to speak and he leaned over Il
n catch what he was saying, and b,
said:
Not today, tomorrow"
a That night at 6:15 he was a corpse
And he said tomorrow"
s Born In another mans stable.
Buried in another mans tomb.
D His first companions cattle in til,
j. His last companions thieves in tn
i cross.
His first resting place another's eros
d and tomb.
le The time lis passing. Tomorrow
where lis your authority for it,
,r Some of you giggle in His presenc
ct now.
some day there win be another fu-
lie eral and 1t will be in your street an
the hearse will stop in front OF you
house.
Some day the ~pallbearers viii com
to carry out another body and you wi
be in the coffin and your name wi
be on the tombstone, and still Their
you sit.
Llstens IL God would just pun tn
curtain back and let some OF you me
and women see how close you are t
the coffin, you would turn pale. An
there you cit Indifferent.
And he said tomorrow
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