The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1919-02-06

from his employer before you teach
him: Thou shalt not steal"
You wait until he has robbed some
girl Of her virtue and the mute evil
dence OF illicit love can no longer Be
concealed and she is on the way to
become a mother Of an Legitimate
child before you teach him; Thou
shalt not commit adultery"
Oh, 70 uwait too long. You are
too late with. your prayers, too late
l4Sef pvng, ,t0s iias~ 's-;sess yaz.sesscars..
too late with your revival
1t Ia too late to repair q ship after
she has left the dry dock.
It Is too late to take swimming les
sons after the Titanic starts to sink.
1t is too late to send for the in
gurance agent after the flames have
burst through the roof.
It 10 too late to teiephone for the
life insurance man after the doctor
IL shaking his head and they have
'phoned for the undertaken.
You are too late. too late. too late
Great God. get up and wake up.
you are too latei
That In what IL the matter with us
today. all over the land, we are wait
ing
But walt, don't want You to have
the idea that ! think that everybody
In abandoned and Indifferent to God
and Coos truth. No! II did when
say ~Good-bye" win thank God
that he let me Hive long enough to
como Il this city and look into your
faces and 10 hold up Jesus Christ to
you.
For years the Americans who went
g. D. Art0AA AO4hf0
Of her boulevards and the lights OF
the cafes and eabarets, and they saw
the abandon OF her theaters and the
loose morals down in the Latin quar-
ter. and tho high kicking and the
high living ana the sin and shame OF
Paris, and they thought that was
the heart and soul of France. They
thought that France was all gaity.
all RIGHTEOUSNESS. all degeneracy. all
all wild, Ubiquitous abandon.
Oh. they thought the dudes and the
tango itzzards were typical. my
friends. Of all France. They thought
that France was degenerate. They
thought that France was rotten to
the core. They though that the men
OF France were solft-mUecled. that
they were devotees Of pleasure, that
they were weak and effeminAte.
Oh. this war has shown the world
the real truth Of France. This war
has introduced US to the real man
hood ana the real womanhood. my
friends. Of France. in the nobieness
Of her heart under her suffering and
in her capacity for sacrifice for the
principles Of free government.
Oh. God, how France can fight. Yee,
SIR! Yes. sir, France - q nation OF
stafwart. brave. manly men and wo-
manly women, and we know now,
when we hear the nuItitudes Of pray
ers arising out OF the blood -eoaked
trenches from every heart and from
every home In la belle France, that
she n on her knees and looking
through her tears toward God Al
mighty. and the gay life Of Paris.
my friends. and the boulevards and
the cafes and the cabarets-that was
only a boil, that was only a carbun-
Gle. my friends. that was only fest
ering sores; that was not real France.
No, MOI.
Hold on. The people Of these
United S.ates-oh, they hear only Of
the bright lights Of New York and
they go there to sit IN the glare and
in the glitter. and they see only the
night life through the eyes OF Broad
way. through the bleared eyes Of the
tenderioin. Oh. they think out where
I came from that that ss typical
Of New York. and they said to me
God In New York. They don't pray
in New York She is pleasure-drunk
in New York. She is pieasure-mad
in New York. She Is blinded By the
glare and the glitter Of Broadway"
Oh, they lost sight OF the millions
Of devoted husbands and wives who
live and rear their children on Man
haitian I'm the fear ~ God and His
truth.
Heart of New York.
But the whole country saw the real
heart OF New York. the real spirit
Of New York. Every newspaper in
Ar-erica carried the news Of the
meeting we had there. It went on
the wings Of the Associated Press and
Of the United Press and the inter
country road. daily. weekly or tri-
weekly. They learned OF II from
Maine to Caiifornia-of the multi
tudes that were turned to God In New
York.
They saw that tho tendersoin with
It's CHASTITY painted. tawdry shame, its
eaharets. and Ito gunner. and the
shadows Of women who were mer-
chandtsin1 their bodies-ch. they saw
sAs0S W0S ouAy - CAfOuIICiC Oh IH6 NECK
Of the body politics: that real New
York was reflected and mirrored In
the muititudes that rushed to the tab
ernacle and pressed their way. weep
ing and moaning. down the aisies and
fen into the arms Of Jesus Christ.
All hail to the power Of Jesus
name!
One Of the brightest pictures that
hangs upon memory's wall IL the re-
collection OF the day I spent az q IT.
tie boy in Iowa in the old log cabin.
went hack there to bury my mother.
II was her last request that ahe sleep
on the old farm bcneath the trees
where she used TO play when . little
girl.
My grandfather took that farm
from the government In 184s and he
was the first man that entereG land
In that section of the state OF To<fa.
and my grandfather. my Srandmoth-
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