The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1919-02-12


Iehem, he cut away the ManEer, he
cut away the cross. and he dreamed
on In poetic fancy until the lights
and the shadows seemed blended in
one, and in his verbal faIryland
turned into mirage of doubt all
former faith.
IAuSh~ Al Moss Error.
He laughed Mt che mistakes OF
MoS@= and We: he made the greatest
mistake hGgnan aeinE could make
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sersoI or The Mistakes Of Moses
but he'd give a thousand dollars to
hear Moses on The Mistakes of In
EersoH"
A mar wrote 10 him and asked
him 70 d~iiver his lecture on The
Mistaker OF Moses" and he asked
bin What II cost He said, 1T cost
me the governor hip of illinois,
T." sir. I will say morei be-
iieve II cost him the United States
senasorship OF Illinois Yes. sir,
will say more, believe IL cost him
the presidency Of the United States
for / do not believe that any man
has a., IN the White House In wash
, inCtcr that had any more intellect
or a greater grin upon inform ational
Affairs or was better qualified than
Bob Tnge. soiI.
but an inf1del has never gone to
The White House and by the grace
OF Cod he never will. 60 think hia
life was failure from whatever
viewpoint you may take. ! think ne
urchalneS the passions OF hell In men
, hs mis- lchtnes. sirt
The fear OF lall deterr as many
mafs Itrhaps as the love OF God
~oos, arr by his fatei eloquence he
plt eed millions OF people into un-
belief. and by his teachings today rs
ton. VIII nut all the carnage that
he has done by the SIDE Of all the
poetic garland that ne has woven
and / will say to you that I'd rather
be ~ old hag down 'nder tre gas
light o. great city going an to
perdition than 7 would a man of
such bril- ian. intellect ana yey apurn
and renuC tie Jesus Chris. as The Son
OF Cod
feel like n. l. Moody al the fun
erai OF his brother when tho min
lister said kind words and then fifty
two Young men hat Moodys brother
err had won to Christ walked to the
grave. each with their arm fusl Of
white flowers: they dumped them on
the coffin until the grave was filed
10 the ton and then Moody stepped
| W fbe grave anu FfBtn OUT, Nbn.
Death where II your victory? IN.
Grave, where IN your triumph?
Thanks he unto God that giveth us
+ the yictory---our Lord Jesus Christ"
Ard when Moody lay dying he
said. Earth recedes, heaven opena
I God 10 calling me-
} And ne said TO hts son. viii. Ia
this what they call death7''
| Ills son said "v@a father
r. al.
be my coronation day!"
! AMI he burst through the gates
into the city while the ange.a dipped
their coiors as re swept BY up to
the throne OF Jeaus Christ.
| I AM rot ashamed OF the gospel.
my friend! when Death laws hold
uron my loved one ard have 10 fol-
low my wifc or children out - the
cemetery and watch the men as they
scrsne hack the SHOWS Of January
or February. or cut their WAY down
through 'he emsg aid grass Of May.
or through the drNad grass ard fall
Ten leaves Of November, and then
turn back to my home made desolate
by the INVASION oe black WINGED
meeseuger-oh. I'd give nv right
arm to hear the voice OF that boy,
IRA give my arm 10 Put II around
that girl, Ia give her bcsh OF them
and my eyes too II could only en-
bra"e htr my friends v aor ! sworo
10 iovs. honor. cherish and obey and
for these thirty wears she has stood
bv INV eide AID we have fought
through Tn try and help bring God
to this old world and to bring men
TO Jesus Christi
:, In an hour like that. when my
tears become telescopes through
which try to read Gods promises.
} when ry heart strings arc breaking
oh, | want 10 he able 10 saw more
than that life Is dark barren vale
between the ice-r'ad peaks OF two
cold eternitiee and W. strive In vain
to look beyond tho heights. and we
wall and cry in the night and the
only sound we hear is the echo Of
! our own voice. In an hour like this
fai'b tries 10 see star and hear tho
rustic Of a ing"
i want to hear Jes Christ. un-
seen by my side. say 81 am the Res
u-re ction and the Life He that
liveth and beiieveth in me, though
he were dead yet shall ne live and
ne tina. tsveth and hellevcth IN mo
shall meyer die. Oh. ] tell Won.
Mrs. browning had the right idea
| There is no Cod" the foolish saith
But none There Is no sorrow"
, Ard Nature Oft the cry OF faith
In bitter need will borrow.
Eyes whi"h the preacher could not
srhool
ny wayside graves ara raised:
And I,ps cry, God re mercifulr'
Which nG'er said, God be prais ed''
Decide now, call heaven and
earth 10 witness against you I
call God, I call Christ, call the an
gels call your wife. your mother.
your children call heaven and
Garth, cali the man hv your side
~ call rhe preachers, ! call your III
lie ones, the members Of your lodge
call heaven and earth TO nj ness
have set before You life and death.
Choose ye this day whom ye viii
serve.'
once to every man ard nation
Comes the moment to decide.
IT. the strife of truth or falschond