The Washington herald., 1918-01-17

, dered over the hills and fields of
, Sweden. She became the idol of
kings and of queens and of the
world. He became a musician, a
drunken vagabond, vile. with his
ambitions dead, and she, was sing
ing in Her Matesty's Theater in
London. and Max, a penniless drunk
en- vagabond. determined to see her.
He watched his chance. and when, a
great company of men and women,
clothed In silks and ermine. went in,
he crowded past the tlcket-taker
hid himself in little recess of the
theater. She stirred the audience
as only Jenny Lind could. and the
applause was deafening.
Max forgot himself. forgot where
he was. forgot the stage, forgot the
great throng, and he leaped to his
feet, and he saw only the little bare
footed girl that he knew when he was
a boy and he cried out:
Jenny, I told you so, I told you,
you would rule the world with your
voice."
The people cried out, Put him out
put him out! He is crazy"
She said, wait! Hold on! Let him
tell the story
I1c SdluS HcdIu yOuE NOlC0 anu
1 stole in. I wanted to see and hear
you once more, / am Max Bronson,
the blacksmith boy"
She said to the people: He was
my first and truest friend and he Gre
ated an ambition in me to become
great. My stage was the lichen COW
cred logs of the forests and the flow
ers he threw at my feet rejoiced me
more than the gifts you shower
now"
She said to him: Max, no longer
be a vagabond, be a man. don't bu
drunken sot and sell your man.
hood" and he yielded to Christ and
of all the trophies, my friends, won
| in the royal courts never did Jenny
Lind do a greater thing than when
| she helped to snatch the soul of her
girlhood campanion from the Jaws
of death and powers of hell.
Good In Eevryone.
believe this, don't know whether
| you agree with me or not, hope you
| do. l believe that in almost every
man and woman there is an honest
ambition to DO better. believe 1t
J of every man or woman. You say to
me: "A drunkard?"
Yes.
You say to me THE prostitute ?"
| Yes.
You say to me the preacher"
| Yes.
] You say to me 'the official?"
Yes.
| l believe in the heart Of every man
and woman there is IN ambition TO do
better than you are, a blurred menu
| ory of better days.
Red Riley was one of the most des-
| perate criminals in Chicago. He was
| a burglar, a thief, a drunkard, a
| gambler and it was alleged that he
had murdered several people. There
was a reward on his head. You would
MT think that he had one Iedeeming
| quality in his mind Or heart. The
police were on his trail. They sur
rounded a saloon in which they To-
Gated him, in there drinking, and he
tried to shoot his way through the
line of bluecoats. But he was shot
| down. and lying there in the gutter
| with his head on a paving block OF
granite and his life blood ebbing away
| from a bullet hole in his breast, a
| police officer knelt by his side and
said:
Red. if you know a prayer. now is
the time to say II, for you are dying.
And that poor wretch's mind rush.
ed back through the chasm of years
to the scenes of his childhood and
he babled out a prayer that he had
been taught at his mothers knee.
Now / lay me down to sleep.
I pray Thee. Lord. my soul to keep,
II I should die before I wake,
] pray Thee, Lord, my soul to take.
And this ask for Jesus sake"
and Red drifted out with the tide.
"The Hour Is Come"
l believe sir. in everyone there is
an ambition to be better and do bet
ter than you ever have. And God
Almighty wants to help you. wants to
help you realize that ambition, my
friends. to do it. That is the object
of all this great work and of this
campaign here for you and for Christ.
have been sent to this city as Gods
recruiting officer. to recruit men and
women for the standard of Jesus
Christ, to show your faith and your
loyalty to Him, to do His will. The
hour is come for us to show our
stand for God and for His truth.