. Echoes from the pulpit and platform : or, Living truths for head and heart ; illustrated by upwards of five hundred thrilling anecdotes and incidents, personal experiences, touching home scenes, and stories of tender pathos drawn from the bright and shady sides of life. , but he is responsiblefor his children. Some time ago I read of a vessel that had been ofif on awhaling voyage about three years. The father of one of thesailors had charge of the lighthouse, and he was expectinghis boy to come home, for it was time for the vessel to night a terrible gale arose, and the father fel
. Echoes from the pulpit and platform : or, Living truths for head and heart ; illustrated by upwards of five hundred thrilling anecdotes and incidents, personal experiences, touching home scenes, and stories of tender pathos drawn from the bright and shady sides of life. , but he is responsiblefor his children. Some time ago I read of a vessel that had been ofif on awhaling voyage about three years. The father of one of thesailors had charge of the lighthouse, and he was expectinghis boy to come home, for it was time for the vessel to night a terrible gale arose, and the father fell asleep; andwhile he slept his light went out. When morning came herealized what he had done, and he was afraid that some vesselmight have been wrecked, and that lives might have been fears were well founded, for there had been a terriblewreck. He walked along the beach, hoping to save some onewho might still be alive. The first body that came floatingtoward the shore was the body of his own son! He had beenwatching for that boy for many days, and he had been gonefor three years. He had perished in sight of home because hisfather had let his light go out! What a warning to fathersand mothers to-day! I have no sympathy with the idea that our children must. THE LITTLE ONES MAY COME. 605 grow up before they are converted. Once I saw a lady withthree young daughters at her side, and I asked the mother ifshe was a Christian. Yes, sir. Then I asked the oldestdaughter if she was a Christian. Ilcr chin quivered and thetears came into her eyes, and she said, I wish I was. Andthe mother looked angrily at me and said, I dont want youto speak to my children on that subject. They dont under-stand. And in great rage she took them all away from daughter was fourteen years old, one twelve, and the otherten, but they werent old enough to be talked to about religion !Let them drift into the world and plunge into worldly amuse-ments, and then see how hard it is to reach them. Man
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