This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 Excerpt: ...they were shut, so were the drug Stores, and all that day, locked in my room at the hotel, I fought my fight and won it in the evening, by the grace of God; and the people never knew that the man who spoke to them that night had been in hell all day. What would you take, in cash, to have that put into your life? 73 It ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 Excerpt: ...they were shut, so were the drug Stores, and all that day, locked in my room at the hotel, I fought my fight and won it in the evening, by the grace of God; and the people never knew that the man who spoke to them that night had been in hell all day. What would you take, in cash, to have that put into your life? 73 It is to be my portion until my dying day, and if merciful, patient time shall cauterize and heal the old, dishon.ora.ble wounds and cover them with repulsive but impervious cicatrices, yet because I had those wounds I am to be through my whole life considered a moral cliff-dweller, a creature of precipices, where on false step ends all; and so, denied full confidence of my fellow-men--'the highest grace of life to strive for, in this world; and I am told I have a Christian enemy or two who wait on tiptoe of expectancy and cheerfully prophesy the sure, near-coming of my final plunge back into the Dead Sea of drink. By the mercy of God that has spared you that kind of peril and that kind of halte, "I beseech you' cast a vote next time for the Son of Man, who died for drunkards, and to make the station's on life's highways, safe for storm-tossed men to sitop at, any day or any night. And you, good, calm, untempted men who never fell, who never tasted death for any man and never mean to; who love your party more than you hate a lie, bear with me if you can. Count me an enemy of the church if j'ou must, a marplot and a fool, but spare roe the nuisance of your letters and your admonition, and hear mei say, upon my 74 soul, that battles on, tempted and beleaguered, to the judgment day: I distrust any anti-saloon movement thait would leave us at the mercy of the two old parties as a cheat or a delusion, and I denounce those parties as corrupters of...
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