The Washington herald., 1918-01-24

this body do. but I am not saved be-
cause OF that.
The devil may have your soul. you
Jesus Christ a. my Saviour. then this
soul Is born again, and Il IL Gods.
And this viii does make this body
pray. go to church, makes this body
do what God wants II to DO, because
Gods spirit is living IN me, that is
why. Nobody can 20 10 heaven unless
they have been born Of God, no mat
ter who he may be in the world. HE
that is born OF God shah overcome
the world"
Years ago, ] knew a brilliant news
paper man He reported the Japanese
and Chinese war and was wrecked on
the coast Of South America Only he
and the captain were saved and they
noated to a piece Of broken vessel.
They were cast upon the shore and
subsiaed upon bark and roots and
berries. They tagged a coast steamer
and were taken to Rio Janeiro and
there got into communication with
the papers and they ordered him TO
go around the Horn and 20 up TO
Frisco, then across the arid country
Of the West, before they had done
much irrigation.
They were talking about the posi-
bilities of production and how that
part Of the country could be irrigat-
ed to supply millions of people. Crhe
finest section Of America today.) All
II needs Is the touch of water. They
asked him TO come along and write
up the possibilities Of It. He walked
through the hot sun and sands. see
ing the mirages dance here and there.
which looked like great lakes of
sparkling water, and the bounding
coyotes. and the jack rabbits, and the
buffalo and the grass and the punches
Of sage brush. and he thought. "'Oh,
how like that desert is my life. II
this desert only had the touch Of
water with the marvellous fertility of
that soil and the matchless sunshine
she would blossom as Paradise. II /
only had that little added something
! wouldn't be down and out"
He finished with his paper and when
he got to Chicago he got a Job with
the Chicago Times. then owned by
Carter Harrison who used to be may
or but he soon lost that job by drink
Ing and gambling. Then he went
around to the Inter-Ocean and the
anu all HAiAl
down. He said, what is the use Of
living? / am eoing to end it all.
He started West on Madison street
for the Chicago river. 1t was a cold
evening in December and he took out
fathers name and address, who lived
in a little town I'm Illinois not far
from Peoria, and wrote:
cradle wreck out of my life. have
sent mother broken-hearted to her
grave. ] am sending you down to the
grave. Here l am, still a young man.
but am a bum. am not worth
living. staying on earth, and IL you
care to look for me. you will find my
body in the Chicago River. south OF
the Madison street bride in the chan
mel near the pier. Your loving son,
Will Goodby."
Mission Saves sinner.
He threw his book into the snow
and turned his collar about him and
pinned II tight with a safety pin and
started to climb upon a railing. A
policeman whose beat was nearby
had noticed him as he was walking
oO"Hf IOT ne NOulQ Ndlh dloUK u
while, and then turn around and
look behind him. So he followed
him and took a chance on him and
as he climbed upon the railing the
policeman grabbed him by the sho9l-
ders and said. What are you going
to do?"
''I am going to cash in"
mo, sir; I can't let you do that
Come on with me-
And he led him back TO the street
and my friend tore out page after
page. Of his black. miserable, drunk
en- life. The policeman said
ct don't know whether you are
stringing me or not. but IL half you
say. is true, / wouldn't quit. Don't
you give up. You must have said It
in you or you wouldn't have held
down the jobs you told me you had.
can't leave, to go down there with
you, but ! would like to have you go
there"-and he took out of his pock-
ct pencil and wrote on a little piece
Of paper. 100 E Van Buren, Street. :"
the old Pacific Garden Mission, where
thirty years ago. one dark stormy
night I found Jesus Christ. nv Saw
Jour" He said. GO down there,
think they will help you"
So he staggered back. and he stag
gered in, and dropped in a rear seat
by the side of q bum. He read the
notices on the wall and the verses
of scripture and nudged a fellow next
TO him and said. What graft is there
in it for this damned bunch here"
He whirled around and said. Mrs
Clark just mortgaged her home at
Morgan Park for 5000 to pay the
back rent on this joint to keep it
open so that poor miserable buns like
you and me. might have some place
to drift in and get warm. Say, Gull,
your see them four big stoves, they
will keep them red hot all night and
you can set there on that chair and
sleep or you can lay down on the
floor and In the morning you can go
downstairs and you can get a cup of
coffee and a sinker." CThat is a
doughnut) And he said. You can
go out and panhandle and II the gang
won't come across, you can just shUf-
file your old carcass back here tonight
and go downstairs and get a cup of
coffee and a sandwich and come up
here and hit the chairs again tonight
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