News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1921-04-27
LOU or you wouldu be having a dreal

LOU OF you wouldD be having a dreal.
IKE that"
Nobody has ever talked to me this
way" poor BlenkInsop sobbed, NO
body but you has ever treated me as
Il was human
II knOw--I know. It's hard old
world, bur NJ last you've found II man
who Is willing to be brother to you
If you really want one"
The poor man rose from the table and
went to the minister's side and held
| out his hand.
u do want brother, sir, an I'll do
anything ut ALL" he said in broken
voice.
Then come with me-" the minister
commanded First, I'm going to I'M
prove the outside of YOU"
When they were ready to leave the
house, Blenknsop and his dog had a
bath and the former was shaved and
in clean and respectable garments
from top to toe.
you look like a new man." said
Mr. Singleton.
Seems like, felt more like
proper human bein'," Blenkinsop an
swered.
Christmas was scampering up and
down the hall as if he felt like new
dog. Suddenly lie discovered the
stays head again and skunk into
dark corner growing.
"a bath is a good sort of baptism"
the minister remarked. Here's an
overcoat that | haven't worn for a
year. It's fairly warm, too. Now if
your old Self should happen to come
in sight of you, maybe he'd move back
into his home. | remember once that
we had a canary bird that got away.
We hung his cage in one of the trees
out in the yard with some food in it.
By and by, we found him singing on
the perch in his little home. Now, If
we put some good food in the cage,
maybe your bird will come back. Our
work has only just begun"
They went out of the door and
crossed the street and entered the big
stone Congregational church and sat
down together in a pew. A soft light
came through the great jeweled win
dows above the altar, and in the clear.
story, and over the organ loft. They
were the gift of Mr.. Bing. 1t was u
quiet. restful. beautiful place.
Il used to stand in the pulpit there
and look down upon crowd of hand
somely dressed people" said Mr..
Singleton in low 3oice. "'Fhere is
something wrong about this thought.
There's too much responsibility here.
There are no flannel shirts and ginS-
ham dresses in the place. | can not
see half a dozen poor people. | wish
there was some ragged clothing down
there in the pews. There isn't an out
and-out sinner in the crowd. Have we
set NJ little private god of our own
that cares only for the rich and re
spectacle? ! asked myself. This is the
place for Hiram Blenlinsop and old
Bill LANCE and poor Lizzie Quesnelle,
If they only knew it. Those are the
kind of people that Jesus cared most
about They're beginning to come to
us now and we are glad of it. want
to see you here every Sunday after
this. | want you to think of this place |
as your home If you really wish to |
be my brother. come with me-"
Bcnkinsop trembed with strange
excitement as he went with Mr.. Single |
ton down the broad aisle, the dog |
Christmas following meekly. Man and |
minister knelt before the altar. Christ
mas sat down by his masters side, in |
4 prayerful attitude, as if he, too, were !
seeking help and forgiveness.
Il feel better inside and outside"
said Benkinsop as they were leaving |
he church.
when you are tempted there are
hree words which may be useful to
you. They are these, God help me-"
he minister told him. "They are
quickly said and | have often found |
hem a source of strength in time of
rouble. l am going to find work for