The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1913-04-18
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hung up in every church In this broad,
land 81 ours. like 1t used to be: What
kind Of a church would my. church be-
II all the members were just like me2s
Those who have confessed God and
then backslid are suffering from relig,
ious paralysis. The prayer l have
oftenest said and which | hope totaseI
a great many more times Isl goh,
Lord, may not be cast away from
Thee. You have no prayers in your
homes any more, because you are. too
busy with worldly affairs business
You will not be too busy to die some
day. Too busy. Is 1t not awful Ny
friends, the ants, are, busy. It's all
right to be busy, But what are you
busy about?
~. Don't Be "Hasbeen."
A brilliant young man graduated
with honors, led his class and left
school to go to the great city, where
he became famous as a legal light,
lived at the very best hotel, where
he had beautiful suite OF rooms, and.
all that money and influence could
buy. One evening he took a drink OF
intoxicating liquor. This continued
until one night he came staggering in.
to the hotel, and went to his room, or
rather was taken there. There pro
prietor hearing Of this, sent mes.
sage to his room, telling him that he
could not have the reputation Of his
hotel ruined By housing such poo.
pie as he showed himself to be the
night before, and il he ever did 1t
again he would have 10 leave. We'll,
he did II again, and agatu. and again
OF course, he was ordered away and
went to a second class hotel, then 10
a third and, fourth class hotel. When
he entered the landlord said to him:
why, his is not the famous, able
shining legal light. Luke Howard%
guess it is said the attorney. He
lived there for while Until finally
one night he came into the hosiery
in helplessly. drunken condition.
The landlord took him by the arm and
told him he could not live In that no
tel and carry on like that. There was
a reinsurance on the part of the
attorney and finally the landlord
pushed him into the street, and he
fell on the cold. icy sidewalk, striking
his head against the curolng. A po,
iicemah came along, picked him up
put hin into the patrol wagon, and
he was hauled away TO the police sta
ton. When he was led up to the ser:
geants desk, and the sergeant saw
who It was he said: Luke Howard,
the chum of my school and college
days, this can't be YOU II replied:
John, they tell me I'm not the man
I used to be-. In an hour he was
dead. W.. 4
Where art thou? Are there those
in this audience who are saying the
same thing here tonight? Many who
Bhave never known God. Those OF you
who are spending your money for
good clothes, good living. and other
things and are forsaking God. tell
you truthfully that you are building
your hopes for a future kingdom to
come upon the sands. God says OF
you that you are lost. But the same
God put these questions to our first
parents in Luke, fifteenth charpter:
Where art thou?'
After the second days fighting at
Gettysburg there appeared at head.
quarters an oldQuaker father, who
asked where his son was, He coulI
get no satisfaction except that he
had not been heard from but was told
that as soon as tidings Of him were
had the officer in command would let
the father know. The father would
not take that for an answer, He want
ed his son then. So, with a lantern
in his land. he started his long morch
over the battlefield strewn with the
soldiers, who had fought FOR The pres:
ervation OF their nation. He knelt
and lifted the faces Of the dead the
dying and wounded, in vain search FOL
his son. A strong wind blew out the
light in his lantern, and then in the
dark he stoods Flnally"ha called OUT:
John Harmon, thy father l0veth thee,
where art thou?' That MGR many o.
sufferer heard his cries and wished toI
t7cd that he we're their father. Finally
weak was the voice, tla5 answered
him, saying. Here am, father, come
so me-. The father struggled to the
side OF his son, picked him teuderly
in his arms. and carried him back to