The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1919-02-27
70 RELATIONSHIPS IN HEAVEN LIKE THOSE ON EAR

cheered and cheered. and he looked
al he seaLs and they we're vacant.
1t unnerved him for minute then
he seemed to play with a new path os
and a new tenderness and a new
touch. The next day he went to his
friend and said, John, you were not
there last night. / could hardly keep
back the tears, but you must come
and hear me play. II you don't como
and hear me play, / will come down
here and play for you"
s. ~, vGtss sx1nSrsss s1s,a xar:ss {.
Iyouf old fiddle here. don't ~ears FIR
music"
But Ole Bull was there and they
talked of tones. and semi-tones and
fibres and he said John, l will show
you how it works"
He frightened the string and he
started to play and he could make it
sing like nightingale, make it weep
like child, sob like a strong man in
distress. and he started to play.
The men stopped the machinery.
dropped their tools. they had never
heard such music, 1t sounded like an
angel choir. and they came AMI
formed circles around the great musi-
clan, and Ole Bull played on, and
presently Ericsson was seen to elbow
stood directly in front of Ole Bull.
and presently Ole Bull stopped.
The men heaved a sigh of relief and
turned back to their work but Erics-
son stood still and the tears trickled
like rivers of water down his checks
and he said to his friend.
"Oie, play on, play on, play on.
play on / never knew what ! was
missing in my life before; it is music.
Play on
You don't know what Is missing
out of your life, do you? You have
got wealth and culture and position.
II tell you what; / know what brings
you here night after night Why do
you hurry In without your luncheon?
Why do You elbow and crowd your
way? Some of you stand. Oh. l. is
the lack OF Jesus Christ
You will never know the a, r, c, of
which to write the word Happiness
until you find it down at the cross
|of Jesus Christ, the son OF God.
Eternity--it means eternity with
Jesus Christ, God and the angels and
all other good and noble in this old
world
The cold, bleak winds blew down
the streets of Chicago in 1908, during
the worlds fair. Al the Fifty seventh
street entrance to Stoney island ave-
nue. stood big policeman on guard /,
and there stood a group OF children.
a little boy and little girl that joined
hands. Their legs and feet were bare.
their little lips were purple and blue.
and they stood shivering in their rags
In the cold wind that blew off Lake
Michigan.
And the big policeman said. What
Is 1t, children"
And the little boy said TO his sis
ter, You tell"
And she said NO you"
He said, Nm. Nm, you"
And she said sess- htsh, .Js eiis. tho
White City,,
And he said Yes, why?"
Then she turned to her little brother
and said TO him, You ask him.
He shook his little head and hid
behind her ragged dress Then she
said, We'll, we want to so In We
live over on the west side and We
hoped a ride on the street car and
on the ice wagon and we walked and
we are tired and we want to go In"
What do you want to go In FORE"
Then she stopped again and the
little boy peeked around behind and
said, Why. our mamma died two
weeks ago and she told Us she was
goin' to the White City and IL we
would be good, Jesus Christ would
come and take US, and I've was playin
with some boys and girls over on Van
Buren, street in the alley and they
said the White City was dowr here;
and we are tired and hungry and we
want 10 go in and find our mamma"
The gig policeman said. We'll
your little feet couldn't walk to that
city"
He wiped the tears from his eyes
and he spoke to the gate-keeper and
the policeman dropped a dollar into
the hand OF the little boy and let them
crawl under the turn-stiie. He called
a plain-cfothes man and said. Watch
them little while and then we will
take them home in the wagon"
They stood and watched them as
they scanned the face OF every wo-
man: he watched them until they
were swallowed up in the great
crowd 5.ss-a. |--ss,.. .s,.a
Hell. With It's Horrors
wish ! could picture hell with its
horror and heaven with Its beauty.
until you would fee TO Jesus Christ.
and SO many people would have their
names on the Lambs book in heaven
that the angels would have to cali in
a legion to write then, down You
are lost to heaven without Jesus
Christ. You are lost that is all.
Now, It is wonderful that we can
be saved SO easily. God does not re-
quire any special standard OF ply
slque or intelligence. Whatever else
you may be able to say while ] am
here. you will have this to say--'That
ii was Just as easy to be Christian"