Evening star., 1918-02-03

Men Of Washington will have the op-
portunity this afternoon of hearing
Billy Sunday preach one Of his best
sermons at the men only" meeting at
o'clock at the Tabernacle.
The theme Of the sermon will be
Booze, or Get On the Water Wagon" :"
and it is said that the evangelist is
at his best when preaching on this
topic in the interest OF temperance.
The two other meetings scheduled at
the Tabernacle today, in the morning
at 10 o'clock and In the evening at
o'clock. will be open to everybody.
Miss Frances Miller will talk to wom-
en- only this afternoon at 2:30 O'Clock
in the First Congregational Church, her
subject being Purity"
Billy Sunday in his sermon last night
laid the cause of everybody's trouble at
the door of sin. He said trouble is the
common lot Of us all. "They have no
trouble in Heaven" the evangelist as
serted IF it wasn't for the devil we
wouldn't have trouble on earth
Music Feature Last Night.
Last nights audience only filed lit
tie more than a half of the Tabernacle.
AS usual Chorister Rodeheaver scored
hit with his vocal and trombone Sc
lections. Another feature at last night 9
services were the vocal selections by
the Merrilees Ladies' Quartet, which
sings at the various camps and can
tonments for the benefit Of the soldiers.
This quartet Is composed of Ruth Ed
wards, Alta Burton, Lea White and
Glad Ufford.
The Epworth League Of both the
north and south Methodist Episcopal
churches were out in large forces last
night. The Y. NJ. C. A. the war risk in
surance bureau and other organizations
were we'll represented in the reserved
sections of the Tabernacle.
Text for People Having Hard Time.
fourth Psalm, occurs this verse" began
Sunday in his sermon last night: This
poor man cried and the Lord heard him
and saved him out Of all his troubles
That text was put in the Bible to
help people that were having a hard
time" he continued, 80 it must have
been put in to help q good many peo-
pie, for everybody at some time in his
life has hard time. There is no back
on earth that doesn't have its burden.
no heart on earth that doesn't have it's
sorrow. Trouble is the common lot Of
us all. We are not all rich. We are
not all wise: We are not all ignorant
We are not all sick; We are not all
well. but we all of us have trouble
That is one thing that everybody's got
I may have some things you don't
possess, but we all have troubles.
Can't Build to Keep Out Trouble.
THE millionaire can build home
that will keep out the cold. biting win
ter winds, but he can't build a home
that will keep out trouble. He can't
IL hat
where everything was beautiful. where
retinue of servants stood by me to
anticipate my wants, and crafty my
desires.
oh | said, surely there is no
skeleton hanging around in the closets
IN this palatia1 home
But before l had left Id get under
the covers little bit and I'd find it
was veritable, haunt of trouble.
Sometimes I'd learn that there was
a boy. wayward. Goddess. good-for-
nothing, drinking, going down the line
with gang of thugs, who demonetized
virtue and sneered and Knocked at God
Almighty. and he'd stagger and reel
into the room.
Sometimes I'd learn that it was
zie-headed sissy that wouldn't listen to
her father and mother.
Husband Who Wasn't a Christian.
Sometimes I'd learn that it was
husband who wasn't Christi ian and
VINO professed to be, and he was 50
vile in his life that the devil would
duck up an alley to avoid meeting him
on the street.
And his poor wife would be biting
her lip and wetting her pillow with her
tears of anguish. and she'd withdraw
from society and she was going to a
premature grave because she didn't
want to publicly apply for a divorce
and thus bring the stain upon the
family and put a stain upon the es-
cu.cheon that nothing could ever
eradicate.
LAS l walk the streets. my friends.
of the great cities. and elbow through
the huIrying crowd, and watch the
busy throng rushing pell NELL to the
grave. this thought sweeps over me.
How great are the sorrows and the
sins and the troubles of the people.
And l feel like Jonah of old, as ne
walked down the streets Of Nineveh
with the seaweeds hanging over his
ears and crying, Repent! Repent. lie
pent. Repent