The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1922-05-29

ing to speak He finally said: The
harvest is passed, the summer is end
ed, and / am not saved"
Moody said: I'VE put him in a.
Christless coffin and bore him to a
Christless grave. He went to Christ
less eternity
You ought to choose now and lay
up treasures in heaven. Many have
much here, but they will be paupers
over yonder.
William Reynolds Il wonder e any
OF you ever heard Of him) lived in
Peoria, Ill A friend of his invited
him out to his home. He owned thou
sands of acres out In the famous corn
belt l have seen the house And
his friend asked him to come out
and take little vacation and rest.
He said: eff you will come out here
and say nothing about religion, you'll
have the time of your life, but don't
come out here and begin talking about
religion. He doesn't care about it,
he's making money-just forget reli-
gion." My friend didn't say whether
he would or not.
Approaches
Friend
The second day when they were
there he took my friend up on top
Of the house. It was an old-fashioned
summer house, wide halls and rooms
on either side, cupola on top. He
said: Now, look away off yonder in
the east; do you see the cattle on the
hill? Look away up there to the north
do you see that town? The cattle
and the land where the town stands
are mine l can build railroad right
through there; l own those three tall
buildings. Look away off here to the
south; do you see where the sea and
the air seem to meet? That is the
southern boundary came here years
ago without a cent" he said, land it's
all paid for. 1t is cut up into 100
plots and there is house and barn
on each. l am very rich
And my friend put his hand on his
shoulder and asked: How much have
you got up yonder?"
81 have been SO busy piling up here
that l haven't thought about that"
he said.
Three months later they laid his
body beneath the sod in Illinois and
over the estate. Some years ago it
was settled by a decision of the ap-
pellate court
No treasure beyond; no thought
about God or his truth! Three great
men died on the same day. l am
not going to tell you this to suggest
anything relative to the character of
the men, but to show you that when
death knocks you will go, no matter
how rich you may be.
One was the king Of Spain, one was
the Vice-presiden. of the United Sta
ties and the other William K. Wander
bilt The Newspapers said: Tho
King Of Spain is no more" 'tthe vice.
president has passed away" William
K. Vanderbilt is dead"
On the day of the Vanderbilt fu-
neral thousands of people assembled
down Fifth avenue to watch the fu-
neral procession At the church they
carried the body down the steps.
Across the street stood a working
man
well, we'll well pal, SO that's Van
derbilt in that coffin they are car
rying down the steps?
YES, SIR"
MANY a time I have stood right
about here and I have watched him
come down get into his carriage and
drive away to Wall street with mil
| lions and millions and l didn't have
a cent. Today he is coming down
without cent in his pocket, and by
gosh. I've got two dollars!"
No mater who We are, when death
knocks we have got to go. Gods Civ
| ing us our chance in the world now.
The most wealthy have to go. A day,
an hour, an instant may be fatal.
I i. t-H
and Europe as you see 1t today is
the broken fragments of his king
dom-when Charlemagne died they
placed him on his throne of ivory
and gold and precious stones. On
his head scintillated a crown with
Jewels, and in his hand the sceptre
symbolical of his power. On his fin
ger was his signet ring On his lap
a scroll chronicled his deeds. About
his body was the purple robe of royal
ty And they sealed the tomb OF
Charlemagne, and ages and ages at
forwards they broke the seal of the
tomb. Time had eaten and gnawed
the flesh until on the throne sat a
skeleton, and the flesh and robe lay
in a heap of dust at his skeleton:
feet. The crown had slipped over
his skull and was resting on his
shoulder. The signet ring slipped
n from his finger. Time, like a rat
had gnawed the prop that raised the
scptre and the sceptre was lying or
the floor, and the scroll on his lal
had unrolled. Strange as 1t may seem
history tells that when Charlemagne's
hand that held the scptre dropped t.
the floor it fell on the open scroll
to these words: What will it profit
man if he gain the world and los;
his own soul?"
That is considered in heaven; ther
you ought to do 1t because Of the
brevity of life.
; Riches Do
Not Last
oh, 1t is too easy for the heart I;
stop. it is too easy for the lungs Il
congest, is too easy for the blood Il
clot, 1t is too easy to have apoplexy.
Fifty million people die every year
one hundred thirty-eight THOUSAND
every day, 5000 every hour, 80 ever.
minue. One-half the human race di
before they are Is years old, one
quarter before they are five. Tn
average length of human life 4
! 33 years Not ten persons in mi
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