The ledger. [volume] (Gaffney City, S.C.) 1896-1907, May 24, 1901, Image 1
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GAFFNEY, S. C. ( FRIDAY, MAY 24, 1901.
81.50 A YEAR,
MUSTER ROLL OF
COMPANY D.
Captain J. Q. Carpenters Com
pany of S. C. Volunteers.
A LIST OF CASUALTIES.
Itflil atvrn 111 Hope, That IU Publication
Will Secure Correct Cut of Canualtlea
A Favorite Frcacher—Fenonal and
Locals.
(Correspondenc, of The Ledger.)
Etta Jane. May 21.—We know of
notiiiig more interesting that we
Name Rank Enlistment
J Q Carpenter Captain April 13, 1861
FJ Latham 1st Lieut April 13, 1861
(Detached service on General’s staff)
can give our’ readers than tfee
original muster roll of Captain J. Q.
Carpenter’s Company (D.) 5th Regi
ment (3rd brigade) S. C. Volunteers
commanded by Colonel Micah Jen
kins, together with the rank, time
and place of enlistment of each man.
This roll Is a duplicate of the
original company roll now in poases-
sion of Capt. J. W. McLure, of
Union, who so kindly sent it to me
to copy. We hope that the publica
tion of (hia roll will be the means of
securing an absolutely correct list of
the casualties in the company which
is now becoming euch an important
part of our country’s history. Here
it is hi full, casualties are masked in
parenthesis:
Date of
Place of Enlistment.
Limestone Springs, 8. 0.
Limestone Springs, 8. 0.
2nd Lieut
3rd Leiut
1st Sergt
2nd Sergt
3rd Sergt
4th Sergt
5th Sergt
1st Captain
2nd Captain
3rd Captain
4th Captain
5lh Captain
6th Captain
Surgeon
Private
June 4 1861
April 13 1861
June 4 1861
April 13 1861
J W McLure
8 8 Robs
J Banks Lyle
Win T Morris
A A Sarratt
W.T Littlejohn
Wm A Lipscomb
W 1$ Lemmons
J J Camp
Robt M Gaffney
Wm A Price
Wm R Rowland
Pinckney Uouner
T E Nott
J W Alexander
W 8 Alexander
D M Allison
J L Ailison
J C Blanton
John Blanton
8 D Blanton
Thomas Blanton
-'B F Bonner
Ed Bonner
G W Bonner
Wm Bridges
^liver Bright
MEan Byars
E Camp
^ugustus Colbert
T Colbert
J Cline
B Collins
J P Collins
J M Coyle
M T Davis
Wm R Davis
A C Foster
Charles J Fowler
G B Fowler
(Fransfered to Co. E. Cspt. Glenn)
T E Gaffney
J J Goforth
P Goforth
J A Goudelock “ “
£(dipd in hospital Charlottesville, Va. Aug. 4 1861)
Orangeburg, S. C.
Limestone Springs, S.C.
Orangeburg, 8. C
Limestone Springs, S. C.
Genersl R. R. Hemphill, of the
Abbey A'JVedium. and also clerk of
the StateMnafe, has our thaoks for
a very intereetiog sketch he baa
written of Nfcpoleon, also for a joke
he telle on the Rocky Creek Irish of
Chester county.
In speaking of tha last General
Assembly meeting on January 8, the
86th anniveraary of the battle of
New Orleans, he goes on to say:
“The battle was fought after a
treaty of peace bad beau made be
tween England and America. There
were no telegraph lines in those days
and naws traveled slowly. A treaty
of peace had been agreed upon at
Ghent, December 24th 1814, or fifteen
days before the great battle, but the
news bad not reached General Jack-
son. Gen. Jackson bad some negro
troops under him and expressed eat-
isfactlon at their conduct. Geo.
Packeoham commanded the British
army and waa killed, htTlng been
shot twice. He was a brother-in-
law of the Duke of Wellington and
fought with him against Napoleon in
the Peninsular War. Hia body was
placed io a hogshead of rum to pre
serve until it reached England. It
was started on the way, but some
how was diverted from the proper
route and at last reached a store near
Blackstocks, Chester county, South
Carolina, where the rum waa sold out
in the regular course of business.
Packenbam’s body was not found
in the hogshead until the rum was
all gone. From that day the Rocky
Creek Irish turned against rum and
the few who drink at all always take
whisky straight.”
It was our 'pleasure to form the
acquaintance of General Hemphill
et the Columbia ra-uniou, and we
find him an eocyclopaedia.of valuable
information, a scholar in every
sense of the word and a gentleman
of the old school of South Carolina.
J. L. B.
THE VELVET BEAN. *
June 4 1861
April 13 1861
Orangeburg, 8. C.
Limestone Springs, 8. C.
Private
II
L A Goudelock
J W Harris
Rice Harris “
W G Holmes **
J M Humphries ”
Jas Huskey “
Wm li H James “
R M Jolly
Jonas Kirby **
Jeff Lavender* “
Will A Little
(killed in battle July 21 1861)
Private
April 13 1861 Limsestone Springe, 8. 0.
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44
14
44
44
44
44
44
44
44
M Lipscomb
8 Lipscomb
Jas A Littlejohn
N R Littlejohn
8 L Lockhart
E B Logan
J E Love
J) L Maberry
Harvey Mayberry
R F Montgomery
W D McPherson
M C McCombs
A Morgan
E C Mitchell
M G Peeler
W L Perry
John Porter
H Ramsey
A C Robbs
A A Ross
T 0 Ssrrstt
I G Sarratt
Jno M Sarratt
O C Sarratt
D E Scruggs
W W Shipp/
E C Smith ,
W R Stacy
D W Tate
R M Tolleson
R G Taylor
P Thrift
G W Vassey
J T Vassey
R S Webb
(wounded in battle July 21 1861)
April 13 1861 Limestone Spriogs, 8. C.
44
44
44
44
44
44
44
• 4
44
• 4
4 4
May 25 1861
April 13 1861
June 18
April 13 1861
May 25 1861
April 13 1861
44
44
44
May 25 1861
April 13 1861
44
44
44
44
44
4 *
44
Sullivans Island. 8. C.
Limestone Springe, 8. C.
44
41
Richmoud, Va.
Limestone Spriogs, 8. C.
Sullivans Island, 8. C.
Limestone Springs, 8.0.
44
44
44
44
44
Sullivans Island, 8. C.
Limestone Springs, S. C.
44
44
• 4
44
44
44
J C Winsmith
GT Wood
A M Latham
44
44
May 25 1861
April 13 1861
Sullivans Island, 8. 0.
Limestone Springs, 8. C.
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It will be noticed that the casual
ties noted were those which took
place right at the beginning of the
war. When they are all in the list
will nresent quite a different aspect
The list, we hope, will be re
vised by the survivors who can and
feel an inclination to do so.
Last Sabbstb our better half with
ourseif attended sacramental meet
ing at Hickory Grove Presbyterian
church.
Farmers are rejoicing over the
season in tbe ground and tbe pros
pects of a stand of both corn and cot
ton, though a good deal of tbe former
Is yet to plant.
Oats are doing well. Tbe rain will
make tbe early sown.
Last Tuesday night some of the
boys attended the entertainment at
the Broad river academy on tbe York
tide where Miss Flemming has been
teaching, and they report a pleasant
time. Next Friday night they are
invited to a similar occasion at the
Mt. Joy school in Union county
where the accomplished Miss Mary
Lee Hardin, of Chester, has been
teaching this and last year.
During the Memphis re-union tbe
South Carolina Sponsors will occupy
rooms st the Peabody hotel in that
ity and Msjor Geo. 0, X, Wilker
will live in bis private car at the
Southern Railway depot and have bla
business headquarters at tha Confed
erate Hall, where the State Division
will hold ite meeting.
Mre. Mary Walker, of Bannyeide,
we regret to learn, la vary sick, .but
hope she will soon recover.
Several of our farmers are eowin
millet seed, the German variety,
is said to be the most prolific forage
crop our farmers can raise.
Rev. 8. T. Creech did not preach
at Mesopotamia last Sabbath. He
has been spending a week io Lanreos
where be baa been helping Rev. J. T.
Fowler in a revival meeting. Wo
hope to hear a good report from bit
labors. If they want plain preach
ing be is the man to give it to them,
and be will be careful to call things
by tha right name too. Of all tbe
eminent men In the wonr, we don’t
know of a single one who I
greater adaptation to svsngeleetle
work than Rev. Mr. Creech has, and
it strikes os that ha ia * tha man to
stir np oommonltiae Io whleb be
labors. He Is a favorite with all
denominations. He Is liberal In hia
religions viewr. He is not a spiritual
dwarf as so many are that they can
see no good In anything except their
obureh ind ite orted.
A Planter* Experience With It in Tbia Sec
tion.
Mk. Editor:—I have seen some
thing in the Carolina Spartan concer-
ing the velvet bean again.
Now Mr. Editor, I will say for tbe
benefit of tbe farmers in this country,
that I have tried the velvet bean and
I find it will not suit this country
as it ia too high up, or tbe climate
does not suit tbe beau. Last year I
sent and got some of tbe beans and
gave them a fair trial, I prepared the
land as I was directed to do, and
still I made a failure. As to tbe
vine, they will make all tbe vine
yon want, bat tbe bean will not
mature. Whoever tries the beau
may depend on baying hie seed every
year.
I see that Mr. Kalins 0. Yarn
thinks that tbe velvet bean will take
the place of the old cornfield and
whipporwill peas, but I beg to differ
with him. I think the "old-fashion”
peas suit this country tbe best,
though I am williug to try aoy other
that may apriog op. But I have
□ever found anything that will equal
or beat the old cow peas for improve-
ing land.
In 1897 I sowed eight acres of land
in wheat sod made tbirty-aix sod a
half boats 1 *. I followed it with
peas In 1898 and made fifty-two
bushels. I need it for peas agaio,
and In 1899 I made sixty-six and a
half bnibeis. In 1900 I made 108$
bushels on tbe same land. 8o yon
see that the peas and the vines
brooght the land up very fast.
This year I have tbe same eight
acres in cotton, and I want eight
begs from tbe same land I raised the
wheat on. 1 have taken seven more
acres sod have It in wheat this year.
I expect to follow this with peas for
four years, sod my neighbors can
apeak for the hi 1 tnee. T. C. I wt. y.
This Will lateraa* Mmmj.
To qnickly introduce B. B. B. (Bo
tanic Blood Balm), the famous South
ern blood cure, ioto new homes, we
will tend, absolutely free, 10,000
trial treatmeota. Botanic Blood
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ulcers, scrofula, eczema, Itching akin
and blood humors, cancer, eating,
festering sores, boils, carbuncles,
pimple* or offensive eruptions, pains
in bones or joint*, rheumatism, ca
tarrh, or aoy blood or skin trouble.
Botanic Blood Balm (B. B. B.) heals
every sore or ■pimple,' makes the
blood pore and rich and stop* all
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Balm (B. B. B.) thoroughly tasted for
30 years in hospital and private prac
tice, and has cured thouaaods of eases
given up ae hopeless. Sold at drug
stores, $1 per large bottle. For free
treatment write to Blood Balm Go.,
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Balm (B. B. B.) gives a healthy Blood
•apply to tbe skin sod entire system.
To hit the nail on the bead does
not make near so much impression
as to hit tbe nail on tbe thumb.
A woman who has bad experience
with tbii disease, tell how to prevent
any dangerous consequences from it.
She says: Our three children took
whooping cough last summer, oar
baby boy beiog only three months
old, and owing to oar giving them
Chamberlain’• Gough Remedy, they
lost none of their plumpness and
came oat in much better health than
other children whose parents did not
nse this (remedy. Our oldest little
girl w)uld call lustily for ooogb
•jrup between wboope.—Jessie
Pinkcy Hall. Bprlngville, Ala. This
Remedy it for ttlt by Cherokat Drug
Go.
Washington, May 19.—This discourse
of Dr. Talmage is in accord with all
Innocent hilarities, while it reprehends
amusements that belittle and deprave;
text, II Samuel ii, 14, “Let the yonng
men now arise and play before us.”
There are two armies encamped by
tbe pool of Gibeon. Tbe time bangs
heavily on their bands. One army pro
poses a game of sword fencing. Noth
ing could be more healthful and inno
cent. Tbe other army accepts the chal
lenge. Twelve men against 12 men,
the sport opens. But something went
adversely. Perhaps one of the swords
men got an unlucky clip or in some
way bad his ire aroused and that
which opened in sportfulness ended in
violence, each one taking his contestant
by tbe hair and then with tbe sword
thrusting him in tbe side, so that that
which opened in Innocent fun ended in
tbe massacre of all tbe 24 sportsmen.
Was there ever a better illustration of
what was true then and is true now—
that that which is innocent may be
made destructive?
Wbst of a worldly nature is more im
portant and strengthening and inno
cent than amusement, and yet what
has counted more victims? I have no
sympathy with a straitjacket religion.
This is a very bright world to me, and
I propose to do all I can to make It
bright for others. I never could keep
step to a dead march. A book years
ago Issued says that a Christian man
has a right to some amusements. For
Instance, if he comes home at night
weary from j^s work and, feeling tbe
need of recreation, pats on his slip
pers and goes into bis garret and walks
lively round tbe floor several times
there can be no barm in it I believe
tbe church of God has made a great
mistake In trying to suppress tbe sport
fulness of youth and drive oat from
men tbeir love of amusement If God
>ver implanted anything in us, he im
planted this desire. But instead of pro
viding for this demand of our nature
tbe church of God has for tbe main
part iguored it As In a riot tbe mayor
plants a battery at tbe end of the
street and has it fired off so that ev
erything is cut down that happens to
stand In the range, the good as well aa
tbe bad, so there are men In the church
who plant their batteries of condemna
tion and fire away indiscriminately.
Everything is condemned. But Paul
tbe apostle commends those who use
the world without abasing It, and in
tbe natural world God has done every
thing to pleaae and amuse ns.
£▼11* of Corrwpt Atw—to.
And I am glad to know that in all
our cities there are plenty of places
where we may find elevated moral en
tertainment But all honest men and
good women will agree with me In tbe
' statement tbst one of the worst things
In these cities is corrupt amuiement
Multitudes bare gone down under tbe
blasting Influence, never to rise. If we
may judge of ^hat is going on to many
of the places of amusement by the pic
tures od board fences and In many of
tbe show windows, there is not a much
lower depth of profligacy to reach. At
Naples, Italy, they keep sack pictures
locked up from indiscriminate Inspec
tion. Those pictures were exhumed
from Pompeii and are not fit for public
gaze. If tbe effrontery of bad places
of amusement in hanging out Improper
advertisements of what they are doing
night by night grows worse in tbe same
proportion, la 60 years some of our
modem cities wUl best Pompeii.
I project criMtia principles by which
you may judgiln regard to any amuse
ment or recreation, finding out for
yourself whether It la right or wrong.
I remark) in tbe first place, that you
can judge of tbe moral character of
any amusement by Ite healthful result
or by Its baleful reaction. There are
people wbo seem made np of hard
facts. They ere n combination of mul
tiplication tables and statistics. If you
show them an exquisite picture, they
will begin to discuss the pigments In
volved In the coloring. If yon show
them a beautiful rase, they will sub
mit it to a botanical analysis, which is
only the post mortem examination of a
flower. They have no rebound In their
nature They never do anything more
than smite. There are no great tides of
feeling surging op from tbe depths of
tbelr soul to billow after billow of re
verberating laughter. They see® as if
nature bad built them by contract and
made a bungling job of It But blessed
be God, there are people to the world
who have bright faces and whose life
is a song, an anthem, n paean of vic
tory.
Now, It ia these exbilarant and sym
pathetic and warm hearted people that
are most tempted to pernicious amuse
ments. In proportion as a ship is swift
It wants n strong helmsman, In propor
tion as a horse to gay it wants a stout
driver, and these people of exuberant
nature will do well to look at tbe reac
tion of all tbelr amusement*. If an
amoseucot sends yon home at night
nervous, so that you cannot sleep, and
you rise up to tbe morning not because
yon are slept out but because your
duty drags you from your slumbers,
you have been where you ought not to
have been. There are amusements that
send a man next day to his work with
bis eyes bloodshot yawning, stopld,
nauseated, and they are wrong kinds of
amnaement They are entertainmenis
that give a man dtegust with tbe drudg
ery of life, with tools because they are
not sword*-with working aprons be-
can## ttof pt^BOt.rrtfVWlU caWf
because they arc not infuriated bulls
of the arena. If any amusement sends
you home lousing for a life of romance
and thrilling adventure, love that takes
poiiiou aud shoots itself, moonlight ad
vent uies and hairbreadth escapes, you
may depend upon it that you are tbe
sacrificed victim of unsanclified pleas
ure. Our recreations are intended to
build us up, and if tbey pull us down
OS to our moral or os to our physical
strength you may come to tbe conclu
sion that tbey are obnoxious. *
Depravlne Inflnenee*.
There is nothing more depraving than
attendance upon amusements that are
full of innuendo and low suggestion.
The young man enters. At first he sits
far back, with his bat on and his coat
collar up, fearful that somebody there
may know him. Several nights pass
on. He takes off his hat earlier and
puts liis coat collar down. The blush
that first came into ids cheek when
anything indecent was enacted comes
no more to his check. Farewell, young
maul You have probably started on
the long road which ends in consum
mate destruction. The stars of hope
will go out one by one until you will be
left in utter darkness. Hear you not
the rush of the maelstrom, iu whose
outer ciacle your boat now dances, mak
ing merry with tlm whirling waters?
But you are being drawn in, and the
-gentle motion will become terrific agi
tation. You cry for help in vaiu; you
pull at the oar to put back, but the
struggle will not avail. You will be
tossed and dashed and shipwrecked
aud swallowed in the tvldrlpool that
has already crushed in lis wrath 10,000
bulks. Young men who have come
from the country residence to city resi
dence will do well to be on guard and
let no one Induce them to places of Im
proper amusement. It is mightily al-
luriug when u young man. long a citi
zen, offers to show a newcomer alt
around.'
Still further, those amusements are
wrong which lead you into expenditure
beyond your means. Money speut in
recreation is not thrown away. It ia
all folly for us to come from a place of
amusement feeliug that we have wast
ed our money and time. You may by
it have made an investment worth more
than the transaction that yielded you
hundreds or thousands of dollars. But
how many properties have lK*en riddled
by costly amusements.
Tbe first time 1 ever saw tie city—It
was the city of Philadelphia—1 was a
mere lad. 1 stopped at a hotel, and L
remember in the eventide one of these
men plied me with bis infernal art. He
saw I was green. He wanted to show
me the sights of tbe town. He painted
the path of sin until it looked like
efiterald. but I was afraid of him. L
shoved back from tbe basilisk—I made
up my mind be was a basilisk. 1 re
member bow be wheeled his chair
round io frout of me and with a con
centered and diabolical effort attempt
ed to destroy my soul, but there were
good angels in tbe air that night. It
was no good resolution on my part,
but It was tbe ail encompassing grace
of a good God that delivered me. Be
ware, beware, O young man! “There
Is a way that seemetb right unto a
man, but the end thereof is death.”
Woes ol latemperanee.
The table lias been robbed to pay tbe
club. The champagne has cheated tbe
children's wardrobe. Tbe carousing
party has burned up the boy’s primer,
Tbe tablecloth of the corner saloou Is
In debt to the wife's faded dress. Ex
cursions that In a day make u tour
around a whole month’s wages, iodiea
whose lifetime business It is to “go
shopping,” large bets on horses, have
tbeir counterparts iu uneducated chil
dren. bankruptcies that shock the mon
ey market and appall the church aud
that send drunkenness staggering
across the richly figured carpet of tbe
mansion and dashing Into the mirror
and drowning out the carol of music
with the whooping of bloated sous
come home to break tbeir old,mother’s
heart.
I saw a beautiful home where tbe
bell rang violently late at night. Tbe
sou bad been off in sinful Indulgences.
His comrades were bringing him home.
They carried him to the door. They
rang tbe bell at I o'clock Iu the morn
ing. Father and mother came down.
They were waiting for the wandering
son, and then the comrades, as soon as
the door was opened, threw tbe prod
igal headlong Into the doorway, crying:
“Tliere he is. drunk as a fool. Ha. ha!”
When men go into amusements that
they cannot afford, they steal what
they cannot borrow. First they go Into
embarrassment and then into lying and
then Into theft, aud when a man gets
ns far on as that lie does not stop short
of the penitentiary. There Is not a
prison io Hie laud where there are not
victims of uusnnctified amusements.
Merchants. Is there a disarrangement
in your accounts? is there a leakage
In yotir money drawer? Did not the
cash account come out right last night?
i will tell you. There is n young nmn
in your store wandering off into had
ainusemeuts. The salary you give him
may meet lawful expenditure*, but uot
the sinful indulgences iu which be has
entered, sod be takes by theft that
which you do uot give him io lawful
salary.
How brightly the path of unrestralu-
ed amusement opens! The young man
says: “Now I am off for a good time.
Never tnlud economy. 1*11 get money
souteliow. What a fine road! What a
beautiful day for a ridel Crack tbe
whip, and over the turnpike! Come,
boys, fill high your glasses! Drink I
Long life, health, plenty of rides Just
like this!” Hardworking men hear the
clatter of tbe hoofs and look up aud
say: “Why, 1 wonder where those fel
lows get their money from? We have
to toil and drudge. They do uotbing.”
To these gay men life Is a thrill and an
excitement They stare at other peo
ple and In turn are stared at. The
watch chain jingles; the cup foatne;
U»« cbeefct flusir tha tys# Otiti; tbe
midnight hears their guffaw; they
swagger; they jostle decent men off the
sidewalk; they take the name of God
In vain; they parody the hymn they
learned at their mother’s knee, and to
all pictures of coming disaster they cry
out, “Who cares?’’ and to the counsel
of some Christian friend, "Who are
you?” Passing along the street some
night, you hear a shriek in a grogshop,
the rattle of the watchman's club, the
rush of the police. What is the matter
now? Oh, this reckless young man has
been killed in a grogshop fight. Carry
him home to his father’s house. Par
ents will come down and wash bis
wounds and close his eyes in death.
They forgive him all he ever did, al
though be cannot in his silence ask it.
The prodigal has got home at last.
Mother will go to her little garden and
get the sweetest flowers and twist them
into a chaplet for the silent heart of the
wayward boy and push back from the
bloated brow tbe long locks that were
once her pride, aud the air will be rent
with the agony. The great dramatist
says, “How sharper than a serpent’s
tooth it is to have a thankless child!”
Healthful Recreation.
I go further and say those are un
christian amusements which become
the chief business of a man's life. Life
is an earnest thing. Whether we were
born In a palace or hovel, whethir we
are aflluent «r pinched, we have to
work. If you do uot sweat with toil,
you will sweat with disease. You have
a soul that is to be transfigured amid
tbe pomp of a judgment day, and after
the sea has sung its last chant aud the
mountain shall have come down In an
avalanche of rock you will live and
think and act, high on a throne where
seraphs sing or deep in a dungeon
where demons howl. In a world where
there is so much to do for ourselves
and so much to do for others God pity
that man who has nothing to do.
Your sports are merely means to an
end. Tbey are alleviations and helps.
The arm of toil is the only arm strong
enough to bring up tbe bucket out of
the deep well of pleasure. Amusement
is the only bower where business and
philanthropy rest while on tbeir way
to stirring achievements. Amusements
are merely the vines that grow about
the anvil of toil and the blossoming of
tbe hammers. Alas for the man wbo
spends bis life in laboriously doing
nothing, his days In hunting up loung
ing places and loungers, bis nights in
seeking out some gasliglited foolery!
Tbe man wbo always has on his sport
ing jacket, ready to bunt for game in
the mountain or fish In the brook, with
no time to pray or work or read, is
not so well off as tbe greyhound that
runs by bis side or the fly bait with
which he whips the stream. A man
who does not work does not know bow
to play. If God had intended us to do
nothing but laugh, he would not have
given us shoulders with which to lift
and bauds with which to work and
brains with which to think. Tbe
amusements of life are merely tbe
orchestra playing while the great trag
edy of life plunges through its five
acts—infancy, childhood, manhood, old
age and death. Then exit tbe lost
earthly opportunity. Enter the over
whelming realities of au eternal world!
I go farther and say that all those
amusements are wrong which lead into
bad company. If you go to any place
where you have to associate with the
intemperate, with the unclean, with the
abandoned, however well they may be
dressed, in tbe name of God quit it
They will despoil your nature. They
will undermine your moral character,
They will drop you when you are de
stroyed. They will give not one cent to
support your children when you are
dead.
I bad a friend in the west—a rare
frb nd. He was one of tbe first to wel
come me to my new home. To fine per
sonal appearance he added a generos
ity, frankness and ardor of nature that
made me love him like a brother. But
1 saw evil people gathering aronnd him.
Tbey came up from the saloons, from
the gambling hells. Tbey piled him
with a thousand arts. Tbey seized
upon bis social nature, and he could
not stand the charm. They drove him
ou tbe rocks, like a ship, full winged,
shivering oo tbe breakers. I used to
admonish blm. I would say, “Now, 1
wish you would quit those bad habits
and become a Christian.” “Oh." h 1
would reply. “I would like to, I would
like to, but I have gone so far I don’t
think there Is any way badg^ Iu his
moments of repentance be woold go
home and take his little girl of 8 yean
and embrace her convulsively, and cov
er her with adornments, and strew
aronnd her pictures and toys and ev
erything that could make her happy,
and then, as though bounded by an evil
spirit, be would go out to tbe inflaming
cup and tbe house of shame like a fool
to the correction of tbe stocks.
Th« Delilah at Slo*
I was summoned to bis deathbed; I
hastened; I entered the room; I found
blm, to my surprise, lying in full ev
eryday dress on tbe top of tbe couch.
I put out my band. He grasped It ex
citedly and said, “Sit down, Mr. Tal-
mage; right there.” 1 sat doWn. He
said. “Last night I saw my mother,
wbo has been dead 20 years, and she
sat Just where you sit now. It was no
dream. 1 waa wide awake. There was
no delusion In tbe matter. 1 saw ber
Jost as ftalnly as I see you. Wife, 1
wish you would take these strings off
me. There are strings spun all aronnd
my body. 1 wish you would take them
off me.” I saw it waa delirium. “Oh,”
replied bis wife, “my dear, there ia
nothing there; there is nothing there!”
He went on and said: “Just where you
sit. Mr. Talmage, my mother sat She
said to me, ‘Henry, 1 do wish you would
do better’ 1 got out of bed. put my
arms around her and said: ’Mother. 1
want to do better. 1 have been trying
to do better. Won’t you help me to do
better? You used to help me.’ No mis
take about It; no delusion. I saw ber—
tfet f*p aid Um apron gad tba ipecU
dee—Just a* she used to look 20 years
ago. But I do wish you would take
these strings away. They annoy me
so I can hardly talk. Won't you take
thorn away?” 1 knelt down and pray
ed. conscious of the fact that lie did uot
realize what I was saying. I got up. I
said: “Goodby! I hope you will be bet
ter soon.” He said. “Goodby, goodby!”
That night bis soul went up to tbe
God who gave it. Arrangements were
made for the obsequies. Some said:
“Don't bring him iu the church. He
was too dissolute.” “Oh,” I said,
“bring blm. He was a good friend of
mine while be was alive, and I shall
stand by him now that he is dead.
Bring him to tbe church.”
As I sat In tbe pulpit and saw his
bodj coming up through tbe aisle I felt
as if I could weep tears of blood. I
told the people that day: “This man
had his virtues and a good many of
them. He had his faults and a good
many of them. But If there Is any
man In this audience who Is without
sin let him east the first stone at tills
coffin lid.” On one side the pulpit sat
| tlsit little child, rosy, sweet faced, as
beautiful as any little child that sat
at your table this morning, I warrant
you. She looked up wistfully, not
knowing tbe full sorrows of au orphan
child.
Oh, her countenance haunts me today
UK some sweet face looking upon us
througli a horrid dream! On the other
side of the pulpit were the men who
had destroyed him. There they sat,
hard visaged, some of them pale from
exhausting disease, some of them flush
ed until it seemed as if tbe fires of in
iquity flamed through the cheek and
crackled tiie Hpv They were the men
who had done the work. They were the
men who had bound him hand and
foot. Tbey had kindled the fires. They
had poured Dm? wormwood and gall
into that orphan’s cup. Did they weep?
So. Did they sigh repentlugly? No.
Did they say, “What a pity that such a
brave man should be slain?” No, no.
fcot one bloated hand was lifted to
wipe a tear from a bloated cheek. They
sat and looked at tbe coffin like vul
tures gazing at the carcass of a lamb
whose heart they had ripped out! I
cried in their ears as plainly as I could.
“There is a God and a judgment day!”
Did they tremble? Oh, no, no. They
went back from the house of God, and
that night, though their victim lay In
Oakwood cemetery, I was told that
they blasphemed, and they drank, and
they gambled, and there was not one
less customer in all the houses of in
iquity. This destroyed man was a
Samson in physical strength, but De
lilah sheared him, and the Philistines
of evil companionship dug his eyes out
and threw him into the prison of evil
habits. But iu the hour of his death
he rose up and took hold of the two
pillared curses of God against drunken
ness and uncleanness and threw him
self forward until down upon him and
bis companions there came tbe thun
ders of an eternal catastrophe.
CnltiTate Domestic Joya.
Again, any amusement that gives
you a distaste for domestic life is bad.
How many bright domestic circles
have been broken up by sinful amuse
ments! The father went off, the moth
er went off, the child went off. There
are today the fragments before me of
blasted households. Oh, if you have
wandered away, I would like to charm
you back to the sound of that one
word “home.” Do you not know that
you have but little more time to give
to domestic welfare? Do you not see,
fattier, that your children are soon to
go out into the world, and all the in
fluence for good you are to have over
them you must have now? Death will
bjifak in ou your congenial relations,
and alas If you have to stand over tbe
{ rave of one who perished from your
egiectl
I saw a wayward husband standing
at the deathbed of his Christian wife,
and I saw ber point to a rlog on ber
finger and heard her say to ber bus-
band, “Do you see that ring?” He re
plied. “Yes, I see it “Well,” said she,
“do you remember wbo put it there?”
“Yes,” said he, “I put it there.” And
all tbe past seemed to rush upon him.
By tbe memory of that day when. In
the presence of men and angels, you
promised to be faithful in joy and Mlfr-
row and in sickness and In health;
by tbe memory of those pleasant hours
when you sat together in yoor new
home talking of a bright future; by tha
cradle and tbe joyful hour when one
life was spared and another given; by
that sickbed, when tbe little one lifted
up tbe bauds and called for help, and
yon knew he must die, and be pat one
arm aronnd each of your necks and
brought yon very near together In tha!
dying kiss; by tbe little grave In tbe
cemetery that yon never think of with
out a rash of tears; by tbe family Bi
ble. where, amid stories of heavenly
love, Is tbe brief bat expressive record
of births and deaths; by tbe neglects
of tbe past and by tbe agonies of tbe
future; by a Judgment day, when bua<
bands and wives, parents and cbiidren.
In Immortal groups, will stand to be
caught up in shining array or to shrink
down into darkness—by all that I beg
you give to home your beet affections.
Ah, my friends, there Is an hour com
ing when our past life will probably
pass before ns In review. It will be
oar last hoar. If from oar death pillow
we have to look back and see a life
spent in sinful amusement, there will
be a dart that will strike through our
soul sharper than tbe dagger .with
which Vlrglnlo* slew bis child. Tha
memory of tbe past will make us quake
like Macbeth; the iniquities and rioting
throngh which we have pa—ed will
come upon us weird and skeleton ae
Meg Menilies. Death, tbe old thy
lock, will demand and take tbe remain*
ing pound of flesh and the remaining
drop of blood, and upon our last oppor*
tunlty for repentance and ear teal
chance for heaven tbe curtain will for*
ever drop.
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