Democratic Sentinel, Volume 9, Number 37, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 October 1885 — He Was Left in the Lurch. [ARTICLE]

He Was Left in the Lurch.

“How did you come to give way to the tempter, my good brother?” said a well-meaning • minister who was trying to do a little missionary work among Uncle Sam’s colony in Canada, as he addressed an Indiana Trustee who had lately joined the gang. “From what you have told me, my dear sir, I infer that you were piously brought up.” “.Yes,” said the Hoosier, “I was raised all right, and I was always a good average church member, too. ” “But there was certainly a cause for your falling from grace, my good friend. Do you know what it was ?" “Yes, indeed, sir?” “Ah, you do? And what was it, my dear sir ?” “Divine neglect.” “Ah! But lamat a loss to understand your meaning, my good friend. I fear you did not seek help from on high to sustain you in the hour of W6flkll6Sß “Well, that’s just what I did do, but I was left in the lurch.” “Left in the lurch?” “Yes, sir.” “In what way, my dear sir?” “Well, you see, when Pollard pointed out to me how weak the law was, and how easy it would be for me to scoop in a big pile without much risk, I felt myself slipping from the rock on which I had been standing so long, and I knew at once I was a goner unless ” “Unless what, my dear sir?” “Unless I got help from above.” “Very good—very good, my dear brother. You should have prayed for it.” “That’s just exactly what I did do.” “Indeed!” “Yes; I got right down on my knees and I prayed to the Lord to give me strength to resist the temptation. ” “Very good. Go on—go on, my good sir. ” “Well, sir, the Lord went right square back on me and down I went. He didn’t hold me np worth a cent after I’d looked into the law for myself, and found out that Pollard was right about it.” —Chicago Ledger.