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Blount CanDP] was (ho man of Goc
avhom she believed had power
\ring
down there in the home at. Schumaii
"was the hoy lying on the bed of the
jiiaji of God. dead—and you hav the
--picture. Elisha looked down-the road
^irtd saw them coming and he said to
iCiehazi, who was sort, of a private ser
fl-etary: "Tender comes ihat Schnrnan
Sfte wish you would see what she
.Twant.s." And Gehazi ran down the road
^and met her and saluted her in the
"sVordB of my text: "Is it well with
it-bee? Is it- well with thy husband? I?
r§t
well wKh thy child?" She answered
••after the Manner of Eastern saluta:
-j jon "Tt. is well." She drew near to
5fhe man of God. fell upon her knees,
SRbrew her arms about him and wept.
•"'®ehazi. possibly thinking her insane,
flump seized her by the shoulders.
»and by sheer force was about to drag
'#Tr away, when the prophet, of God
[jijt out hi- hand and stopped him. say
rns: Do not so rudely. The uoor w:t
in's soul vexed and troubled within
£h'-:r 'nd God has not revealed it unto
'p-e. the cause of her sorrow." Then he
•lEnrtied to the woman and asked he'
-f-vljv she ba» come and why she wepl.
Jy-e told him her boy bad died and
believed by what. she. had seen
W1.-1 learned of him as she watched
him pass her house, and as he had
gu^st in her home, that be
vjwalked clof.c with God, and if there
'A'ap anybody in all the nation tha*
f'.iio believe .1 had power with God it
that same man, and she made
.Jl«t trip to have him help her.
•r% 'he said: "My boy is deal and I
you to go back and help me
rinc him to life again." And Elisbn
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SATURDAY, November 2S. 1908.
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Boys' 15.00 Suits, Saturday 13.95.
These timely values should appeal
mothers who wish to economize on thor
oughly reliable suits. Coats are double
breasted. Pants plain
Age 7 to 16.
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to lifo that, tie
art child.
there on the highway was the
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mother with her heart breaking face to the boy's face, his hands on
S5f*id to Gehazi: "Geha '.i, here, von
take my staff and go lay that on
$the dead child that he live, and a.s
"?Oii go, salute no one."
She said: "I want you to go wiih
Sue," and Elisha said to Gehazi. "Go.
:T]».y
the staff." But she clung to hint.
'Sleeping and said:' "As the Lord God
-^jiveth and as my soul livetb 1 will
"5Wt let thee go," and she compelled
Robert Kamber &
boy's heart, and he prayed, and God
beard his prayer and the heart in
that child started like a huge pump
and drove the blood through the veins
and the arteries. His eyes moved,
bis lips trembled, he sat tip and ask
ed for his mother. Elisha said to
Gehazi. "Take the lad to his mother."
The house of sorrow was turned in
to a house of mirth: that of grief in
to happiness that. of. misery into
joy, because the woman's confidence
was not misplaced and God had heard
the prayer of the man and restored
the. boy to life.
saving of from
to
'he man of God to accompany her
horiH*. Ho walked into the chamber,
where the dead boy was lying on the
bed. and. we arc fold that he spread
himself upon the dead child. put. lib
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the boy's hands, his heart to the ents what he had done. He didn't e:-:-
Now, why do you suppose God givey
us that beautiful and matchless story
I'll tell you. That is simply an Old
Testament, incident that is simply a
pastoral incident, of centuries and cen
turies ago, but there is a lesson in it
that. I feel is peculiarly applicable to1
this meeting tonight and for that rea
son I bring you the message, and
that is .that. God wants to teach us
importunity iri prayer, determination
to accomplish the thing upon which
our heart is set. no matter what dif
ficulties or obstacles may be in the
way.
Years ago in Cincinnati a minister
h&d preached as best human wisdom
could depict the- life of God to a
sin-cursed world, and as he was
drawing to the close of hiR sermon the
Holy Spirit seemed to say "Make the
application of your message personal.
AsW if there is not. one here that,
wotnd like to be a Christian." And
he did what he hadn't, done in that,
rich and fashionable church for
years. He said to the people: "Let.
us bow our heads in prayer. If there
is some one here that is sick and,
lired of sin and wants us to pray for
them, let. them lift their hand," and
as all were still, the door opened and
a ypung man walked in. dropped in
the rear seat, leaped to his feet
Unparalleled Clothing Values
ANDERSON, THE CLOTHIER,
pcc.t a reply from Brooklyn for four
days. The fourth day no answer
came: the fifth day 110 answer and
he was worried. The sixth day no
answer and he was troubled. The
seventh day and no answer and he
was in agony, the eighth day and
OTTUMWA, IOVA/A. ANDERSON BUILDING.
Robert Kamber & Co., of New York City, in consideration
of a spot cash offer sold to us at a remarkable sacrifice their entire
stock of Sensible Tailored Suits and Overcoats.
On Sale Saturday at Less Than
Cost of Materials and Labor.
Don't Procrastinate! You Will be the Loser.
SELECT TOMORROW!
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It would be folly to try
to convey to you on pa
per the magnitude of this
selling event, the unlimit-l
ed opportunity for satis-'
factory selections, or de
scribe the myriads of
patterns. These clothes
are so uncommonly good in every sense of the term that mere
words would not do them justice.
It is not a question of quality new, but diversity of patterns,
colors and style, for every man who knows anything about clothes
knows that Anderson would not offer the public a garment that is
not right in price, pattern and quality. If anything goes wrong
with what we sell, we take it back. That's fair, eh?
Styles for Men and Young Men
REEFERS. S5.00,
They are very smart and boyish looking
Coats. Made of gray, tan, blue and fancy
mixed fabrics, velvet collars they are flan-
knickerbocker. nel lined, nicely'finished and perfect fitting,
raised his hand and then cried out:
"Pray for me. sir: I am sick and tired
of a in and disgusted with life." and
I he minister prayed. Then he hurried
down the aisle, and' took the young
man by the band, lie learned from
him a sad story of prodigality and
wandering.
learned that, "ior eight,
years be had been a wanderer on
earth: had beard nothing from hom-\
•knew not whether iiis parents were
living or depd. The minister advised
him to write home and tell his par-
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answer and he was in distress. The
ninth day and il:e letter came, but the
envelope was bordered with black.
With tear-dimmed eyes and trembling
hand lie broke the seal and read
something like this: "My dear son:
The joy which your letter brought :o
Down at the bottom of the letter
ihe mother added this foot note. She
said: "Vou are a Christian tonight
because your old father would not let
God go."
Oh for men and women in Ottumwa
that could pray like that, or mothers
that would forget, or husbands that
would forget. Oil, for business men
that would forget their mad, wild
rush after money and pray like that.
OTTUMWA COURIER
Bobwl Kamber
Is il well with -the man ihat. will
'sit. at the gaming table and running
the risk of being a black-legged
gambler?
$35 Overcoats
of fro
ages 4 to 12, values up to $7.50, Saturday $5 every cent of $7.00. Our price $5.00.
would like to make the applk-a- matter hew Mack your sins
"Fie didn't mean me," or, "It didn't
touch me." or, "It didn't apply to
me."
"Is it Well With Thee."
tion of my message, tonight so per- been.
f-onni ihat not a man. woman or Corl says "Yon .70 down and stand
child can go out of here and say: and trll rheni that will forgive
Now. "Ifes il well with, thee?" 1
will answer that much of it for every
unsaved man, woman and child in
this tabernacle tonight. I know men.
that there arc tr'nl?.' 1 know there
art' temptations. 1 have li- en priv
ileged of God to lpad more men than
women to Christ, not that I preach
especially to men—well, I do too.
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Is it. weli with'the man who will
take even an occasional drink and I
run the risk of becoming a sputtering1
spewing, vomiting, reeling, jabbering
drunkard, staggering to the pit of
hell?
Is it well with the man that, will'
bears was only ex- take God's name in vain on his Hps Jiko to shake hands with anvbody thai
our home and
ceeded by the sadness which was
there at "th- same time, for as ar
ly as I can conclude, the same day
and Ihe same hour that Vou found
.lesus Christ, as your Saviour, your
poor old frit her was going out into
the skies. All day long bo rolled and
tossed upon bis bed: his mind wan
dered up and down the earth, he knew
not where, and ever and anon he
would cry in agony: "O, God, save
my poor -wandering drunken boy to
day'.' Wf would turn his mind from
you. would try and divert his at
tention from your prodigality and
your sin. but ever and anon his mind
would roam from place to place and
he would cry out in sorrow: 'O. God.
save my poor wayward, wandering
drunken boy today.' And just as be
passed into the skies-he cried: 'O,
God, save—' and he finished the pray-i
er in the presence of Jesus."'
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There is many a man influenced by
the gang he goes with to do things,
pises himself for them. He condemns
hood and decency enough to say
"No." and he could not look his moth
er in ihe face without blushing tortlie
roots of his hair, and when alone in
the quiet of his room and be can re
view what, ho did. he despises him
self to think he didn't have grit and
manhood enough to choose t.be right
company, and there are men in hell
because they were dragged there by
the gang they went with.
There are reasons why you ought
to come. In the ftrst place, God is
ready and willing to .forgive you, no
*&•&'£»WE«•,-,««
Friend' our- friends in heaven are
anxious for your salvation. I have
,-nd
which after he has done them and I Plunged c.eeper into drink and ail was
after he is alone, he hates and des-lS0™5
The Sweetheart Lkes"
C0PVR5SHtl'rG
Jie i-.BU^n'jNfcc -~0 N.vj
OVERCOATS, 15.00.
They are cut full -length and are single
breasted, fly front or button through, plain
blue black, also fancy mixed, light and dark
patterns. All the very newest. Worth
1:,
have
them. Tell them. yes. t.hey have
broken my lav.. Tell them. yes. in
their f: air and iheir knowledge of
sin thc.v are gel ring away. They are
trying to drown 1! jr, plessim.'' God
says "Stand and 'ell them I will
forgive '-n'l Mo', out iheir tran&gres
f":ons." God stand:-* ready and will
ire lo forgive you. rwl by snd
through the sarriflciil deaUi of Christ
1 ain able re. stand here tonight and
bring yon this message.
I A Redeemed Drunkard.
no
I doubt every man and woman in this
city would leap for joy. if you would
give your heart to Jesils Christ.
"Say." said a. man in Kingston. X.
V.. to my friend. Dr. Chapman, with
whom I traveled for two years,
"would you like 10 shake hands with
a. redeemed drunkard?"
"Yes," said Dr. Chapman. I would
and has been redeemed from the power of
sin and tiic devil, especially strong
and pour out his polluted oaths
blasphemy?
Is it well with the man that, will drink."
hang on the wall? of his memory vile, Then ta.ke my hand. 1 used to he a
lewd pictures, and approach in his prosperous man in this town. I own
thoughts the secrets of others. led the three tallest buildings. When
Is it well with one that is careless you get near enough to them, iook up
of his associate?, or of the Sabbath! and you will see my name carved in
[lay and the laws of God? it.he stone. I could not stand prosner-
XO! NO! Ten thousand times NO! it.y and I took to drinking, gambling
God pity you,
you go cut into land buying stocks. Utrlo by little I
Eternity with the sin on your' life S3.w my property slip away. I had lo
tiist is there tonight as you sit. and -morigagc one building to fc«x»p another
listen to me! going, the mortgage was foreclosed
1 lost that on. and tnen another
ilu'
arf'-
himself to think he didn't have man-l'waj'
another, until discouraged I
anrl 1 hecamc
ne
common drunk-
day I was lying in the stair-
a
building I used to own.
of a building I used to
where I had my office and a man came
and aroused me from my stupor and
said: "If you want to see. your boy
aiive you had better hurry home. 1
had been on a drunk for a month and
hadn't been home for a week. I hard
ly knew what he. said, but I leaped to
my feet and hurried down the street,
weeping as I ran. I hurried to his
beuside. He slipped his arms about,
my neck, drew me down and said:
"Papa, promise me you will quit drink
ing promise me you will be good to
mamma promise me you will meet
me in heaven, for 1 am going to die.'*
With hi-- arm:, about, niy neck and his
dying words ringing in my ears, I
promised him. and from that' day ro
this-1 haw kepi the vow. Now when
I go down the street, past, an open sa
loon. and the fumes belch through the
doors, sometime: feel myself drawn.
Sometimes I feel must, go in and
take iust ope drink. Many a time I
cross th1" street, jusl to prevent, goin^
by a saloon and many a. time when I'm
eoiTipejie.i to pass! a. saloon I start a.nd
mil ro be sure I'll get. by and that I
won't, get in." I know there is ono
up in heaven who is waiting to
Y.
we],
eojne tne. and I would not. disappoint,
that, hoy for the world.
Friends here and friends yonder
anxious: God is anxious: Christ
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nnvhms. l-, it well with thee? NO. NO.
The Lost Scotchman.
had a friend' who used to be seer
tarv of the
C. A. in Xew
YC.-l
City, and among his duties he visited
Castle Garden and gave advice and in
structions to the. young men and oil" I
o-iy be met. a ship load from Gla^-aow.
He was especially attracted by a keen,'
snappy-looking young Scotchman. H-v
walked up. handed him his card and.
said: "My name is Smith. I r«pre-1
sent the
Y.
M. C. A. Can 1 be of any
help to you in directing yon to a
church home or a Christian boarding
h0U.-*e?"
"No." said the Scotchman. "I know
where I'm scing. don't need your
help.'
Then my friend put to him the in
evitable question: "Are you a Cbra
tion?"
"No. am not a Christian and fur
thermore I never expect to be a. Chris
tian."
ai friend saul: ".veil. now. see
here. 1 have seen stronger men than
you wrecked, who have tried to win
without Jesus Christ.''
"Oh." said the Sctochman. "1 could
take you and throw you into the bay,'1
and as my friend contrasted his phy
sique with that, of the young Scotch
man he never questioned his ability,
but he left him with these three verses
of scripture:
"He that being often reproved and
hardeneth his neck, shall suddenly be
destroyed and that without remedy."
"in hell he lifted up his eye?, being
in torment."
"It is appointed unto man once to
die. but after that the judgment."
And with that, he left him.
My friends was transferred to Chi
cago, and among his duties he visit'M
V":
the hospitals, the Cook county espe
cially. The Cook county hospital is
charitable institution. One day, s.long
toward evening, the telephone rang
and some one asked for a young man
to talk and pray with some one in the
hospital who was dying. That being
my friend's duty he got on a car and
hurried to the hospital. He found
the warden in the office and when he
made his errand known tbe warden
said: "No, you cannot see. that
young man for several reasons. Tt is
past visiting hours, which are 2 to 4.
You are not an ordained minister.
They have access at any time. And
third, that young man is in the emer
gency ward with a malignant disease.
You can't see him.''
My friend told him why he was
there at that unseemly hour and plead
ed so hard that the warden said:
"Well. Mr. Smith, you can see him. 1
will go with you. If you want to talk
and pray with him you may that's
your privilege. Catholic or Protestant,
but you can't touch him."
I will not tell you what my friend
saw. for two reasons. First I haven
the language to describe or express it:
and second, you would not have ttw
time nor the disposition to hear it. But
suffice to say in passing he looked upon
a young man who was amass of putre
faction and corruption from head to
foot. Not a hair in his head, eye
brows fallen out. great chunks of
putrefied flesh dropping from his
bones. His fingers were separating,
his teeth dropping out, and when my
friend looked upon the young .ni8n
he recognized the haughty. Godless,
arrogant young man of two years be
fore. When my friend made himself
known, the young man gazed, and
said: "My God. isn't it awful, sir?
Look at me, will you 1 would glv».
the world if could be back where I
was two years ago and heeded your
advice.'' He fell back on his pillow
and beckoned to my friend. He step
ped to hi? bedside and the poor fel
low. weak from exhaustion, said: "Mr.
Smith, wish, you would tell tho
young men of Chicago that they can't
stem the tide of life, neither can they
win its battles, without Jesus Christ.
If they think they can, tell them about
me, will you?"
Blame None but Yourself.
And I take it up young men of Ot
tumwa. and bring it to you, for the
same devil that, damns in old Chicago
is the. same devil and the same sin that
will damn you in Ottumwa. that will
damn you in your home, arid you can
not win without Jesus Christ. No.
it. well wttb t.hee? Not If you are
here without .Tesus Christ for ydur
Saviour. God pity you! NO you can't
win without Jesus Christ..
Say.
why? Why are you not as pure
as a, sunbeam? Why are you not as
sweet, as a dew drop? Why are. you
not as lovely as t.he sun-kissed Alp*?
Why are you not. as unchanging as a.
spring morning pulsing with bird
song? Why? I'll tell you, sir. God
made those things and God can make
you like those things if you will only
let. Him.
If you lived in palace and.had
bad heart in you. you would turn the
palace Into a slum. You can't, cure
smallpox or diphtheria by crawling in
between clean sheets. If you turn a
pole cat. loose in a parlor you know
whicb will change first, the pole cat
or the parlor. Sin doesn't start in a
grog shop or in a- brothel. Sin-start
ed in the Garden of Eden, so I sa.y
don't blame society you are-a part of I
it. Society is what it Is and if you
have, helped to make it what it and1
wanted to be different, why didn't yon:
follow Christ and set the example?
So don't blame the church. That's tli^
pla.ee for yon to go to learn to do what
vou ought to do. Don't blame tha
devil: all he can do is to tempt you.
and there are not devils enough in
hell to make you sin if you don't want
to. and tl^re are not. a.ngels enough
in heaven to make you walk honv»
sober if you don't. wa.nt. to. So be fair
and square. Look yourself square in
the.
face.
Pn* it up to yourself. Don't
put it up to society, or your parents,
or tbe church, or Adam and Eve, Pr.t
it, up to yourself and say. "I'm thu
lobster this is the, fellow." Be de
cent. IF it well with thee?
Is it Weil With Thy Husband?
The man that sits by your side ths
man whose name you bear the man
for whose comforts you work til*?
man
toil.
children the man by the sweat of
v/hose brow and the. expenditure 0*
whose brain and mtiscie force buya
The clothes that cover yeur body audi
the food that satisfies and appeases:
you: the man whes° image is woven 1
in the fibres of your heart: the man'
for whose footsteps you listen tho*
man you swore to love, honor and'
cherish the man for whom you left a!
t:oot] deal better home than he ha»
eve'- given you. "Is it well with thy'
husband?"
1U| tt UUOv VivlUlfl \r la "t *.•».•
man to please whom you stand and.
toil the man who is the father of you?:
I believe tbis series of meetings la
Ottumwa is the bell of God tolling out!
the destiny of human souls. I believt^j
as I breathe ibat. if men and women
arc not saved in these days, eternal'
damnation is for them.
There are women who have been
living beside a nir.11 for twenty-five
years and they never heard him taltcl
shout, heaven. You never heard blrnj
cursed God. You never heard himt
mention the name of Jesus Christ ex-j
cept. as he swore and blasphemed
around the house, and. hear men, if!
that man died tonight, you, the neigh-,'
bors and tbe. community would not
I have to guess twice where he went. If.
his obituary n6tice would appear in1
le 01ivier
tonight and crepe fluttere!?-'
fron) thf r]nor knob. t.he
community
would not need to guess twice where
he went. No thought of God. Not
plans for that journey.
"Is it Well With Thy ChildT"
I have 'lften tried to imagine Noalr
and his wife seated in the arki and th«{
storm of God is bf?wing f^ady ta
hurst on the world, ahd one would say,
to tbe other: "Where are the boys?'*
"Oh. they are out: they won't be in
until late tonight. Leave the night locl
so they can get in: they didn't tak«
their key with them.
I'll thank God when the curfew will
ring in every town and hamlet-in th
world.
can't Imagine a father and a moth
er tucking themselves in bed and let
tinsr tlieir children gad the streets. "I#
(Continued on na&« 10).