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THE GIANTS,AND HOW TO FIGHT THEM.BY THEREV. RICHARD NEWTON, D.D.,AUTHOR OF "RILLS FRIOM THE FOUNTAIN OF LIFE."J.MOORELONDON:T. KELSON AND SONS, PATERXOSTER ROW;EDIN2I1BURI. ; AND NEW TE ORK.I872.
( o nt cnts.THE GIANTS, .. .. ** **THE FIRsT GIANT-HEATHENISM, .. .. 9THE SECOND GIANT-SELFISIINESS, .. .. .. 14THE THIRD GIANT-COVTO'SiNESS, .. .. .. 1TIE FOURTH GIANT--ILL-TE-[PER, .. *.. 2TIIE FIFTII GIAHT-INTEMPERANCE, .. .. .. 8
THE GIANTS."So David prevailed over the Philistine with a sling and with astone, and smote the Philistine, and slew him."-1 SAM. xvii. 50.HE Philistine spoken of here was thegiant Goliath. Now, let us put theword giant instead of the Philistine, andthen the text will read in this way: " SoDavid prevailed over the giant with asling and with a stone, and. smote the giant,and slew him." All young people like to hearand read stories about giants. I suppose thereis hardly a person in this country who knowshow to read but who has read the famous historyof "Jack the Giant-Killer." I remember, whena very little boy, reading it, and thinking whata wonderful history it was. I need not tell you,however, that that history has not a word oftruth in it. No such person as the celebrated
6 THE GIANTS:" Jack " ever lived. And the giants he is saidto have killed so nimbly never lived either.But the verse we have taken for our text to-day tells us about David the Giant-Killer. Hewas a real person. He actually lived about threethousand years ago. And the giant whom hekilled was a real live giant. He was a prettybig fellow too, though not so enormously largeas some of the story books would lead us tothink. Such huge monsters as they representnever existed anywhere, except in the thoughtsof those who write books of fables and storiesthat are not true. Goliath, the giant whomDavid killed, was six cubits and a span inheight.There are different opinions about the size ofthe Jewish measure called a cubit. One of theseopinions is, that it was twenty-one inches, andabout two-thirds of an inch. At this rate, sixcubits would be about eleven feet four inches.A span is six inches. This added to the otherwould give us eleven feet ten inches as Goliath'sheight. Now, take two men, each of whom isfive feet eleven inches high; let one of themstand upon the head of the other, making as itwere one man; and suppose him to be stout andstrong in proportion to his height,-and then youwould have a man of about Goliath's size. How
DAVID AND GOLIATH. 7frightful it must have been to see this vastcreature with all his armour on, and his hugespear in his hand, stalk forth before all the armyof the Israelites, and dare any one of them tocome out and fight with him We do not won-der that all the soldiers fled away at his ap-proach, and that no one was willing to go andfight him. And we admire very much thecourage of David and his confidence in God,that he, a mere shepherd boy, was willing, withnothing in his hand but a sling and a stone, togo and do battle with this great giant. Youknow how angry the giant was when he saw thisbeardless boy come against him; and whatdreadful things he threatened to do to David;and how David ran and took a stone, and slungit; and how it went whizzing along, till it hithim in the forehead, and he fell senseless to theground.Some people pretend to think that it washardly possible for David to throw a stone withsufficient force to sink into the giant's head.One of this class, a foolish young man, who pre-tended not to believe the Bible, was onceriding in a stage-coach which was full of passen-gers. He was trying to ridicule some of theBible stories. Among others, he spoke of thisone about David and the giant. He said he
8 THE GIANTS.thought the giant's head must have been toohard for a boy, like David, to send a stone intoit; and turning to an old Quaker gentleman,who sat in the corner of the coach, he asked," What do you think about it, sir? "" Friend," said the old gentleman, in a dry,quiet way, " I'll tell thee what I think : if thegiant's head was as soft as thine, it must havebeen very easy for the stone to get in."But David DID kill the giant. Yes, and weread about several of the giant's brothers whowere killed in David's time. The whole familyof them was destroyed. But the giants are notall dead yet. There ARE giants in the earth inthese days; and God expects us all to engage inthe work of trying to fight them. When I speakof giants now, I do not mean physical giants,but moral giants. I do not mean men with hugebodies, four or five times larger than common-sized men; but I mean great sins of differentkinds, which may well be called giants.I want now to speak about five giants that weshould all unite in trying to fight against. Oneof these is a good way off from us; but the restare very near us. Listen to me while I tell youwho these giants are, and the way in which wemust try to fight them.
'%he irvst Eiant:IEATIIENISM.HE first giant I am to speak of is theGIANT HEATHENIS1M.This giant doesn't live here. He isfound in countries where the gospel isnot known. His castles may be seenin Africa, and in India, in China, and in theislands of the sea. He is a huge giant. Hehas a great many heads-more, indeed, than Ican pretend to count. In every country whereidols are worshipped, one of the heads of thisgiant may be found. One of these heads iscalled Juggernaut; another is called Brahma;another Buddha, and many such like names.This giant is very strong, and very cruel. Weread in that interesting book called "The Pil-grim's Progress," about a giant whose namewas Despair, and who lived in a castle called
10 THE FIRST GIANT:Doubting Castle. He used to seize the pilgrimsto the heavenly city when they ventured onhis grounds. When he had caught them, he usedto thrust them into a dark, dismal dungeon, andbeat them with his great club, and treat them sobadly that many of them were driven to kill them-selves. He was a very strong giant, and verycruel. And Heathenism, the giant of whom Iam speaking, is just like him in these respects.HE IS VERY STRONG. He is so strong that hekeeps six hundred millions of people in his dun-geons. They are bound hand and foot. Theycannot possibly get out, till the friends of Jesusattack the giant and make him let them go.And he is VERY CRUEL, as well as very strong.The things that are done in some of the dungeonswhere he dwells show how cruel he is. Look atIndia. There is Juggernaut, one of the headsof this giant. This idol is kept on a great heavycar. At certain seasons of the year, when thereis a festival, this car is dragged out. Hundredsof people take hold of the rope and pull it along;and while it rolls on, great numbers of men andwomen will throw themselves down before thecar, and be crushed to death under its wheels,as they roll over them. For miles around thetemple you may see the bones of the poor crea-tures who have been crushed in this way.
HEATHENISM. 11In the city of Pekin many infants are thrownout into the streets every night. Sometimesthey are killed at once by the fall; sometimesthey are only half killed, and linger, moaning inagony, till the morning. Then the police goround, and pick them up, and throw them alltogether into a hole, and bury them.In Africa the children are sometimes burnedalive. In India they are sometimes exposed inthe woods till they either starve to death, or aredevoured by the jackals and vultures. In theSouth Sea Islands the people used sometimes tostrangle their babies; while at other times theywould break all their joints, first their fingersand toes, then their ankles and wrists, and thentheir elbows and knees.Surely they are horrible dungeons in whichsuch dreadful things are done! And the giantHeathenism, who makes his prisoners do suchthings, must be indeed a cruel giant!Well, what are we to do to this giant? Why,we must FIGHT him, as David did Goliath? Wedo not expect to kill him outright. He willnever be killed till Jesus comes again. He him-self will kill the giant Heathenism. But wecan cut off some of the giant's heads, and setsome of his prisoners free. We are bound induty to fight against this giant. But how are
12 THE FIRST GIANT:we to do this? Just as David did. He foughtagainst Goliath with a sling and a stone. Hepicked some stones out of the brook and hurledone at the giant. And this is what we mustdo. The Bible is the brook to which we mustgo. The truths which it contains are the stonesthat we must use. When these truths are hurledagainst the head of this giant, they will sink intoit just as David's pebble did into Goliath's head,-and he will fall.A Chinese idolater had become a Christian.He stood among his countrymen one day distri-buting some tracts. They were taken into theinterior of China and read. The reading of themled the people of many towns and villages togive up the worship of idols. This destroyedone of the heads of the giant. In the SandwichIslands another of his heads has been destroyed;and another in the Islands of New Zealand; andanother in the Fejee Islands. And Sunday-school children are trying to help in this work,when they assist in making contributions to themissionary cause. We are helping to throw thestones of truth at the heads of the giantHeathenism. When the missionaries preachabout Jesus to the heathen, they are slingingstones at the giant's head. God directs thestones which they throw, and makes them effec-
HEATHENISM. 13tual to wound and disable the giant. Davidnever could have killed Goliath if left to himself.But God helped him, and then the stone didits work. And so God will help us; so he willhelp all who fight against the great cruel giantHeathenism. Then let us go on, like bravegiant-killers, and fight against this giant. Weare sure to succeed, for God has promised thatthe giant shall be killed at last.The first giant is HEATHENISM ; and we are tofight against him by THROWING STONES OF TRUTHAT HIM.But now let us go on to speak of some othergiants. The one I have just spoken of lives agreat way off from us. The others we are tofight against live near us. They may be foundin our own country-in our own city-in ourown homes-yes, and even in our OWN HEARTS.
clie S.ec nb 6iant:SELFISHNESS.HE second giant I would speak of is theGIANT SELFISHNESS.Now, remember, I am not speakingof physical giants, but of moral giants;S not of giants made of flesh and blood,but of giants made of thoughts and feelings.This giant Selfishness is an intensely ugly-look-ing creature. If he could be caught in a bodilyshape, and carried to some photographic artistto have his likeness taken, I am sure that, whenyou came to look at his picture, you would thinkit about the ugliest you had ever seen.How many eyes have you? Two. Howmany ears? Two. How many hands? Two.And how many feet? Two. Yes; God hasgiven us each two eyes, two ears, two hands, andtwo feet, as if it were to remind us that we are
SELFISHNESS. 15to see, and hear, and work, and walk for others,as well as for ourselves. But how many mouthshave you? One. Yes; for we have to eat forourselves only, and not for others. But the giantSelfishness never sees, or hears, or does any-thing for any one but himself. He keeps him-self close in his loathsome den, a grim, brawnygiant; a giant of immense strength, with armslike the gnarled branches of an oak-tree, andsharp,' curving claws to his hands, with whichhe grasps at everything within his reach. Woeto the poor wretches he seizes upon, and carriesto his lair They soon begin to grow just likehimself, mean, miserable creatures!If you find that you are getting to think moreof YOURSELF than of others, then be sure thegiant is after you. If you see a boy or a girlpick out for themselves the largest piece of cake,or the biggest and nicest apple, when these arehanded round, you may be sure the giant Self-ishness is at work on them. If they don't takecare, he will soon have them as his prisoners.Now, we must ALL FIGHT this giant. Butnow are we to do this? Not by standing off ata distance, and throwing stones at him, as weare to do with the giant Heathenism. This willnot do here. No, TIIS must be a close, hand-to-hand fight. We must grapple him, and
16 THE SECOND GIANT:wrestle with him. WE MUST FIGHT THIS GIANTBY SELF-DENIAL.Let me show you what I mean by this. Therewere two little boys, named James and William.One day, as they were just starting for school,their father gave them each a penny to spendfor themselves. The little fellows were verymuch pleased with this, and went off as merryas crickets." What are you going to buy, William ?" saidJames, after they had walked a little way." I don't know," William replied; " I have notthought yet. What are you going to buy?""Why, I'll tell you what I believe I'll do. Youknow mother is sick. Now, I think I'll buy hera nice orange. I think it will taste good to her."" You may do so, if you please, James," saidWilliam; " but I'm going to buy something forMYSELF. Father gave me the money to spendfor myself, and I mean to do it. If mother wantsan orange she can send for it. She's got money,and Hannah gets everything she wants.""I know that," said James; "but then itwould make me feel so happy to see her eatingan orange that I had bought for her with myown money. She is always doing something forus, or getting us some nice thing, and I want tolet her see that I don't forget it."
SELFISHNESS. 17" Do as you please," said William; "but I goin for the candy."Presently they came to the confectioner's shop.William invested his penny in cream-candy; butJames bought a nice orange. When they wenthome at noon, he went into his mother's chamber,and said, " See, mother, what a nice orange Ihave brought you! ""It is, indeed, very nice, my son, and it willtaste very good to me. I have been wanting anorange all the morning. Where did you get it?""Father gave me a penny this morning, andI bought the orange with it.""You are very good, my dear boy, to think ofyour sick mother. And you wouldn't spend yourmoney for cakes, or candy, but denied yourself,that you might get an orange for me. Motherloves you for this exercise of self-denial." Andthen she threw her arms around his neck, andkissed him.Now, here, you see how the giant Selfishnessmade an attack on these two boys. James foughthim off bravely by the EXEaCISE OF SELF-DENIAL.William refused to exercise self-denial, and so thegiant got a hitch of his chain around him. Weshall find this giant making attacks upon usfrom time to time. We can only fight him offby SELF-DENIAL.2
The Thirb) Ciant:COVETOUSNESS.HE third giant I want to speak about isthe GIANT COVETOUSNESS.This giant is very large in size, andvery strong in limb; but he has thetiniest little bit of a heart you eversaw. It isn't bigger than a bantam chicken'sheart. You might put it in a nutshell. Theonly wonder is, how so huge a frame can besupported by so little a heart. But this is notall, for little as his heart is, it is as hard as stone.He drives the poor away from his door. Ifashivering beggar comes by, he buttons up hispocket, lest by any means a penny should happento get out. He can hear about poor widows andorphans starving with hunger and perishing withcold, but never sheds a tear, or heaves a sigh, orgives the least trifle for their relief. When he
COVETOUSNESS. 19knows of worthy people being in need, he" shutteth up his compassion from them." Hisheart is hard as a rock, and cold as an iceberg.He loves money better than anything else in theworld. He gets all he can, and keeps all he gets.He is ashamed of his name, and won't answer toit. He pretends that his right name is-FRU-GALITY. But this is not true. Frugality is avery different person. He is a good, true, honestfellow. I know he is a sort of SECOND COUSIN ofthe giant, and some people think he looks verymuch like him; but I don't think he does at all.At any rate this is NOT the giant's name. Hisown, real, proper name is COVETOUSNESS; andhis puny, little, stony heart PRovES it.Well, his prisoners all become wonderfullylike him. Their hearts shrivel up till they arealmost as little and as hard as his. But howmay we know when he is trying to make peoplehis prisoners? Very easily. When you seepeople learning to love their money more thanthey used to do; when they always tie theirpurse-strings very tight, and are very slow tountie them; when you hear them, all the time,grumbling about there being so many collectionstaken up, and so many calls for money; whenyou find them unwilling to give; when you seethem wince and wriggle under parting with a
20 THE TIIRD GIANT:little money, as though you were drawing oneof their eye-teeth out of their heads,-then youmay know that the giant Covetousness has gota hold upon these people.My dear children, I want you all to fightbravely against this giant. If you ask, How arewe to fight him? I answer, By LEARNING TOGIVE. He hates giving above all things. Ithurts his feelings dreadfully. Once get into thehabit of giving, and he never can fasten hischains upon you."Mother," asked a little boy who was tryingto make a good beginning of the new year, "howmuch of my spending-money do you think Iought to give to God ?""I don't know," said his mother. "Howmuch have you?" He opened his purse, andout dropped on the table a crown-piece hisgrandmother had given him for a Christmaspresent, a shilling, and a sixpence."There's my crown-piece,-I'll halve that,"said he; "a shilling and a sixpence makeeighteenpence, and half of that is ninepence.But no. I'LL GIVE THE LARGER HALF TO GOD.I'll give him half the crown and the shilling."I don't believe the giant Covetousness willever get a single link of his chain fastened onthe limbs of that noble-hearted boy.
COVETOUSNESS. 21But I want to tell you about a great battleonce fought between this giant and a deacon ina church in New England. We may call thedeacon's name Holdfast. The story is a trueone, though this was not the man's real name.Before Deacon Holdfast became a Christian, liehad been a prisoner of the giant's for years.The chains of the giant had been so rivettedupon his limbs, that he found it very hard toget rid of them. Many a sharp conflict theyhad together. Sometimes the deacon would getthe victory, but more frequently the giant.Still the deacon wouldn't give up. He wasdetermined not to wear the giant's chain. Andafter the fight that I'm going to tell you about,he got such an advantage over the giant that henever troubled him much again. It happenedin this way:-In the same church to which the deacon be-longed there was a worthy, honest, good man,who was very poor. This poor man had themisfortune to lose his cow. She died. Thepoor man was in great distress. The cow washis chief dependence for the support of hisfamily. He went and told the deacon abouthis trouble. In order to aid him in getting"another cow, the good deacon drew up a sub-ceription-paper, and put his own name down, at
22 THE THIRD GIANT:the head of it, for a guinea; which he paid over.This made the giant Covetousness very angry.He took on dreadfully. He began to rave andstorm, and tried to frighten the deacon."What's the use of all this waste?" he cried." Charity begins at home. The more you give,the more you may give. Why can't you letpeople take care of themselves? What righthave you to take the bread out of the mouths ofyour own children, and give it to strangers?Go on at this rate, and the poorhouse, wretched-ness, poverty, and rags are what you will cer-tainly come to."This made the deacon angry. His spirit wasroused. He went to the poor man to whom hehad given the subscription, and told him hemust give him back the guinea. The poorfellow's heart sunk within him. He thought heshould never get his cow again. But he handedover the money. The deacon stood a moment,as if hesitating what to do. At last he said tothe poor man, "My brother, some people arevery much troubled with their old women, butI am troubled most with my OLD MAN. He hasbeen scolding me dreadfully for giving you somuch money;. but now I mean to fix him."And then turning round, as if addressing thegiant, he said, " Old fellow, I want you to
COVETOUSNESS. 23understand that I mean to give away just asmuch money as I think right." And then,opening his purse, he added, " I shall now givethis good brother two guineas instead of one;and if you say another word I'll give him vouRinstead of two "This was a dreadful blow to the giant. Itlaid him sprawling on the ground. It tookhim, as the Bible says, "under the fifth rib."It knocked the breath clean out of him. Hehadn't a word to say.LEARNING TO GIVE is the way in which tofight the giant Covetousness.
'cIte Jourth 4iant:ILL-TEMPER.HE fourth giant of which I shall speak isthe GIANT ILL-TEMPER.This giant is anlost as large andstrong as the others, and lie is quiteas ugly. He is not pleasant to lookupon, I assure you. He has more to do withyoung people than either of the others, thoughhe does attack old people too sometimes. He isalways in a pet. From constant pouting, hislips have grown horribly thick.It is a strange thing that this giant is to befound everywhere,-in-doors and out-of-doors,-in town and country,-in street and lane. Heis always on the watch for a prisoner, whom,when he seizes, he flings down and binds withropes, not very easily to be got rid of!Now, let me give you some signs by which
ILL-TEMPER. 25yon may know when this giant is getting holdof a boy or girl. He generally waits and watchestill he hears them asked to do something whichlie knows they don't like. Then lie is ready ina moment to begin his attack. He makes theeye begin to frown; he puckers up the mouth;he makes the lips pout, and swell out to twicetheir usual size. The fingers begin to wriggleabout like a set of worms; or sometimes one ofthe fingers goes into the corner of the mouth.The shoulders are seen to twist about, first oneway, and then another, If the boy has a bookin his hand, down it drops on the floor, or elseit is flung across the room. Sometimes heseems to become deaf and dumb. He hearsnothing and says nothing. At other times hespeaks, but it is just like a dog snarling over abone.Whenever you see these signs, you may knowthat this ugly giant is about, and is busy mak-ing prisoners; and if you don't fight bravelyagainst him, he will fasten his chains on you,and then you will be spoiled.BUT HOW ARE WE TO FIGHT AGAINST THISGIANT? I answer,-BY TRYING TO BE LIKE JESUS.We always think of him as the " gentle Jesus,meek and mild." Do you suppose that thisgiant ever got a single link of his chain on Jesus ?
26 THE FOURTH GIANT:No. If we try to be like Jesus, the giant Ill-temper will never get hold of us. When youare tempted to speak cross words, or to do un-kind things, ask yourself the question, Whatwould Jesus do or say if he were in my situa-tion? In this way you will always be able tofight off this giant.I was reading lately about two little sisterswho always lived happily together. The giantIll-temper never could catch them. They hadthe same books and the same playthings, yet theynever quarrelled. No cross words, no pouts, noslaps, no running away in a pet, ever took placewith them. Whether they were sitting on thegreen before the door, or playing with their olddog Congo, or dressing their dolls, or helpingtheir mother, they were always the same sweet-tempered little girls." You never seem to quarrel," said a lady,visiting at their house one day. " How is it thatyou are always so happy together?"They looked up, and the elder sister answered," I 'spose it's 'cause ADDIE LETS ME, AND I LETADDIE."Ah yes it's just THIS LETTING that keeps thegiant off. What a beautiful picture that is ofthose sweet-tempered sisters! But see what adifferent one this is.
ILL-TEMPER. 27'A mother hears a noise under the window.She looks out." Gerty, what's the matter?"" Mary won't let me have her ball," criesGerty." Well, Gerty wouldn't let me have her pencilin school," cries Mary, " and I don't mean sheshall have my ball."" Fie, fie! is that the way for sisters to acttowards each other?" says the mother." She'll only lose my pencil," mutters Gerty," and she shan't have it."" And she'll only lose my ball," replies Mary," and I won't let her have it !"Ah! the giant had got fast hold of these twogirls. They didn't know how to fight him.They were not trying to be like Jesus.
'Til 'fifth 1.7iant:INTEMPERANCE.HE last giant I wish to speak about is theGIANT INTEMPERANCE.SVhen a person is making a speech,and giving reasons to persuade thosewho hear him to do anything, he gener-ally keeps the strongest reason for the last; andso I have put the giant Intemperance last, andshall say more about him than of any of the others,because he is the most important. He is theworst giant of the whole lot, as I think you willbe ready to own after you have heard a littleabout him.He is a very ugly-looking fellow. When heis in a good humour, and feels jolly, he puts ona silly face, and looks very foolish; but whenhe gets in a passion, he is awful-looking, and itmakes one shudder to see him. Often he is
INTEMPERANCE. 29found lurking in some dark corner, and grovel-ling on the ground, with his hair matted, andhis eyes red and fiery-a sorry spectacle! Hisface is frequently all bruised and swollen, fromthe fights in which he has been engaged.Sometimes he goes unwashed and unshaved fordays together; and then, with a rough, shaggybeard, and with an old crumpled hat on his head,he may be seen reeling and staggering about thestreets, a perfect nuisance to the neighbourhood.He is very wicked too. He breaks every com-nmandment of God's law. He is the author ofnearly every crime that is committed. It is hewho sets on men and women to sin. He fillsour poorhouses, our prisons, and penitentiaries.If it were not for him, we might dismiss most ofour police, do without half our courts, close ourstation-houses, tear down our prisons, and burnthe gallows. Sin follows him like a shadowwherever he goes. Quarrelling, swearing, fight-ing, robbing, murdering, and all kinds of wick-edness, abound where this giant dwells.He is thousands of years old, and has beenthrough hundreds of battles; he does not seemto grow weak or stiff with age, like giant Pagan-ism, that Bunyan tells of in "The Pilgrim'sProgress." But every year he seems to getstronger and more active. And oh, what a sad
30 THE FIFTH GIANT:sight it is to look into his dungeons! Hundredsand thousands of prisoners in our land are boundfast in his chains. He has more of them thanany other giant here. And they are not fromany one class only. The rich and the poor, thehigh and the low, are among them. Labouringmen, mechanics, merchants, lawyers, doctors,ministers; men and women, and even childrentoo, are dragged into his dungeons. The mostaccomplished, the most talented, the most beauti-ful, the most amiable, fall under his power.Thousands of captives are taken from his dun-geons in our own country every year, and buriedin the drunkard's grave. How dreadful this isto think of!We read in history that a very long timeago, when Greece was one of the first nations ofthe world, there was a great monster whichtroubled a part of that land very much. Hemade them send him every year seven boys andseven girls. These he used to eat. And everyyear, when the time came for sending these poorchildren, what a scene of sorrow there was!How the parents cried, and how the friends andrelatives cried. And how those who were goingto be slaughtered cried, as they went on boardthe great ship, with black sails, that carried thevictims to the monster. Those people thought
INTEMPERANCE. 31it was a terrible thing to have that dreadfulplague devour FOUiTEEN of their children everyyear. But what was that Grecian monster incomparison with this awful giant Intemperance ?He takes THOUSANDS of men, and women, andchildren every year, and devours them.Of course, he must be very busy makingprisoners, to be able to take so many. He sets agreat many traps and snares to catch people.The taverns, grog shops, and drinking saloons,along our streets, are all TRArs he has set.There he sits, watching to catch any passer-by,just as you often see a spider quietly waiting inits web to entangle some poor fly.Sometimes he spreads a snare in the socialevening party. A pleasant company is assembled.Refreshments are handed round. Wine or someother intoxicating drink is poured out. A youngman is asked to take some, but declines. He ispressed to drink to the health of a friend. Hehesitates, not wishing to hurt his friend's feelings,but thinks he can't refuse without doing so.The glass is taken; then another, and another,till at last he is intoxicated. The giant hasfastened the first link of his cruel chain uponhim. The taste for drink is formed now. Hewants more and more. By-and-by he can't dowithout it. The giant has bound him, hand and
32 THE FIFTH GIANT:foot, and he is dragged helplessly down toruin.These are some of his ways of catching people.He does not pounce upon them, and drag themoff at once; but he captures them by degrees.Do you know how a boa-constrictor seizes asheep or a cow? When he sees one coming, hedarts suddenly forth, throws a part of his hugebody around the animal, then another, andanother, till he has bound it so tight that itcannot move. It is unable to resist then, andthe serpent crushes it to death in his powerfulfolds. Well, just so this giant fights. He doesnot bind his prisoners fast at once, but windshimself gradually about them. Every time theydrink liquor he throws a fold around them.Tighter and tighter he grasps them, until hehas them completely in his power. When yousee a person beginning to drink intoxicatingliquor of any kind, be sure the giant is afterhim. You may always know when he is com-ing, and I will tell you how. Did you ever seea shark? You know what horrible creaturesthey are, and how much the sailors dread them.They will bite off a man's leg, or even swallowhim whole, and make nothing of it. Well, youcan always tell when a shark is about. Hesends a little fish ahead of him, called the pilot-
INTEMPERANCE. 33fish. If you see one of these about the vessel,then look out for a shark. He is certainly near,and you will soon see him. Now, the giant In-temperance always sends a sort of pilot-fishahead of him. He never comes before it; butis pretty sure to come after it. Wherever yousee it, look out for the giant. Do you knowwhat it is? It is a BOTTLE, or a DECANTER.When you see one of these in use, you may besure the giant is not far off.When a person gets into his power, everythingbegins to go wrong with him. His business isneglected. His money is squandered. He be-comes unkind to his wife and children, or un-dutiful to his parents. He spends for drink that.which should go to support his family. Hebecomes cruel, and hard-hearted, passionate,and fierce. His evil tempers are roused; theyconquer his better feelings. He turns from thepath of virtue and enters that of vice. That isa down-hill path, and the giant pushes him onfaster and faster. IIe loses all sense of shame,and hesitates not at any sin. There is nothingso mean, so base, so wicked, that the prisoner ofthis giant will not do. His prospects for thefuture are ruined the moment he is securelybound. Yes, RUINED; ruined for time, and foreternity.3
34 THE FIFTH GIANT:This giant Intemperance is the one we are nowto speak about. Is he not a horrible fellow?And should we not all engage in fighting him ?Now, there are two things for us to consider:How WE ARE TO FIGHT HIM; and, WIIY WE SHOULD'GIIT HIM ;-the way in which, and the reasonwhy, we ought to fight him.By fighting this giant Intemperance I don'tmean going into his dungeons, and trying to gethis prisoners out. This we ought to do with allour heart whenever we can. But the kind offighting I am going now to talk about is whatsoldiers would call DEFENSIVE WARFARE-that is,how to keep him off from OURSELVES, so that lheshall not make us his prisoners.We are to do this nY DRINKING COLD WATER.Of course, I do not mean to put cold water inopposition to milk, or tea, or coffee. If we onlykeep to such drinks as these the giant's handswill never be laid on us. But I mean coldwater in opposition to cider, beer, wine, brandy,gin, whisky, and the like, as our habitual drink.Some people say that it does no harm todrink A LITTLE. Let us see whether this is soor not.Suppose you were on the top of a high moun-tain, and wanted to amuse yourself by rolling alarge stone down its side. Some one, standing
INTEMPERANCE. 35by, objects to this sport, telling you that it mayperhaps fall on the head of a traveller climbingup the mountain, and crush him to death; orbreak through the roof of some cottage far downin the valley." Oh no " you reply; "I only intend to rollit a LITTLE WAY. I don't mean to let it go farenough to do any mischief." But if you bringit to the edge, and push it over, can you stop itwhen you please? Of course not. The easiest,the safest, the ONLY way to prevent any danger,would be NOT TO SET IT IN MOTION AT ALL.Just so it is with drinking. There is nocdanger while we keep to cold water and let allkinds of liquor alone. But if we begin takinga little now and then, we shall soon find ithard to stop; and if the habit goes on in-creasing, it will, before long, be almost im-possible to give it up. Every cup we take, likeeach successive roll of the stone, only makesthe next more easy.In the story of " Sinbad the Sailor," we readthat, in one of his voyages, he landed on apleasant island. While walking about there hemet a little old man, who asked him if he wouldnot be so kind as to help him a little on hisjourney. Sinbad stooped down, picked him up,and set him on his shoulders. By-and-by lie
36 THE FIFTH GIANT:began to be tired, and wanted the old man to getdown; but he wouldn't. After a little while heasked him again to get off, but still he refused.Then Sinbad tried to shake him off, but hecouldn't. The man clung on as if for life. Sopoor Sinbad had to journey on, and on, withthis load upon his shoulders.Now, if you let this giant once get hold ofyou, you will have as much trouble to getrid of him as Sinbad had with the old man. Hewill probably cling to you for life, and be a loadtoo heavy for you to bear. The only way is toKEEP HIM OFF ALTOGETHER.In fairy tales we sometimes read about theciARMs, or TALISMANS, which the persons theredescribed are said to wear. These are supposedto have the power of protecting those who usethem from all their enemies. No one, it wasthought, could harm them while they had theseabout them. Well, coLD WATER is the talismanfor us, if we do not want to become prisoners ofthis giant. He never can conquer us while wemake this our drink.Now, the next thing we were to consider was,wII we.should fight against this giant.There are Foun reasons for doing so, in the"way spoken of-that is, by the use of coldwater.
INTEMPERANCE. 37THE FIRST REASON FOR FIGHTING.We should fight against the giant in this way,because COLD WATER IS THE DRINK TIAT GOD HASMADE FOR US.We have springs and fountains of water allover the world. They are found in every land.Wherever we find people living, there we findwater for them to drink. But we never findanything else than water in these springs.Springs differ very much, both in taste andquality. The water from one spring will havesulphur in it; another will have iron in it;another will have magnesia in it; another willhave some kind of salt in it;-but there neverwas a spring found in all the world that hadalcohol in it. Alcohol, you know, is the part ofwine or liquor that intoxicates, or makes peopledrunk. But alcohol is never found in the waterthat God has made, as it comes gushing up,pure and sparkling, from the earth.When God made Adam and Eve, you know heput them in the beautiful garden of Eden. Inthat garden, we are told, " the Lord God madeto grow every tree that was pleasant to the sightand good for food. And a river went out of Edento water the garden; and from thence was parted,and became into four heads." This is what the
38 TIE FIFTH GIANT:Bible tells us about that garden. We know itmust have been very beautiful. Everythingthat God makes is beautiful. When he makes arainbow, how beautiful it is When he makes"a butterfly, how beautiful it is When lie makes"a flower, a tree, a star, a sun, they are all beauti-ful. And when God undertook to make a garden,oh, how VERY beautiful it must have been! Whatgently swelling hills!-what level plains !-whatshady groves !-what velvet lawns !-what.green,mossy banks !-what graceful trees !-what fra-grant flowers !-what springs and fountains ofcool, crystal water were there Everything thatwas pleasant to the eye and to the ear, to thetaste and to the smell, was there; but do yousuppose that in any part of the garden of Edenthere was a wine or a brandy fountain? No;nothing of the kind was found there. Well,then, if cold water was the drink which Godgave Adam in Eden; if cold water is the drinkwhich God has made for us; and if it is the ONLYDRINK he has made for us,-doesn't it follow verynaturally that cold water is the best drink for us,and the one that we should use in preference toall others? And doesn't it follow, too, that weshould have nothing to do with the giant Intem-perance, but should resist him with all our"might ?
INTEMPERANCE. 39The first reason, then, why we should fightagainst the giant Intemperance is, because cOLD"WATER IS TIE DRINK GOD HAS MADE FOR US.TIE SECOND REASON FOR FIGITING.We should fight against this giant, because HIEIS AN ENEMY TO HEALTH AND STRENGTH.He never allows a prisoner of his to possessthese blessings. He does not take them away atonce ; but, little by little, he robs every captiveof them. The atmosphere of his dungeons ispoisonous.When one has been a captive of this giant forseveral years, what a picture of disease he pre-sents! He is only the wreck of a man. Hisstrength of body and of mind is gone; and hisdrooping head, his bloated face, his bloodshoteyes, his trembling hands and staggering step,tell plainly what the giant has done for him.Cold water, however, PROMOTES health andstrength. There can be no doubt about this;neither can there be any doubt about the badeffect of liquors.God is the wisest and most skilful physicianin the universe. IHe knows what is best for thehealth and strength of people ; and he prescribescold water as the best drink.Some years ago there was a man who had a
40 THE FIFTH GIANT:severe wound in his side. It healed at last, butleft an opening with a flap of skin lying over it,and through this opening persons could see rightinto his stomach The physician who attendedhim tried a great many interesting experimentsupon him. When he made his patient drinkcold water, and live on plain food, he found hisstomach in a healthy state. When he made himuse wine or brandy for several days, he foundthe inside of his stomach inflamed and-sore; andthe man would complain of pain in his stomach,and headache, and say he felt very unwell.There is an interesting story mentioned in theBible that illustrates this point. You remem-her when Daniel and his companions went toBabylon, they were chosen, with a number ofothers, to go through a course of training to fitthem for appearing in the presence of the king.While undergoing this training, they were ex-pected to drink wine, and cat certain articles offood which a pious Jew did not feel at liberty touse. The thought of doing this was a greattrial to Daniel and his friends. They could notfeel willing to do it. They therefore asked theofficer who had charge of them to excuse themfrom eating the meat and drinking the wine whichthe others used, and allow them to drink water andeat pulse-that is, such things as rice, beans, &c.
INTEMPERANCE. 41The officer was a great friend to Daniel, and hesaid he would be very glad to accommodate himand his friends in this matter, but he was afraidthat if he did so they would grow thin and pale,while the rest would be looking hearty and strong;and then, when the king came to see them, liewould be displeased at him, and perhaps orderhis head to be taken off. Then Daniel askedhim to be so kind as to try the experiment forten days, and see how it worked. Hie did so.Daniel and his friends had rice, and such likearticles for food, and drank water; while theother young men ate meat and drank wine. Atthe end of ten days, the officer found that Danieland his companions were stouter and healthierthan all the rest.You know how strong the ox and the horseare, and what hard work they have to do. Well,what do they drink? Water, and nothing else.Take the horse, or the ox, after he has beenploughing hard all day, and is worn out withfatigue. Offer him a bucket of beer or wine.Will he drink it? Not a drop. But give hima bucket of water, and how quickly he will drinkit up Water gives the horse his strength, andthe ox and the huge elephant, too.One day a temperance man met a poor, miser-able sailor, who had almost ruined himself with
42 THE FIFTH GIANT:drink. He induced him to sign the pledge forone year. Jack liked the improvement in hishealth and prospects so much, that when theyear was out he went and renewed the pledgefor life He had just received his wages, whichhe was carrying in a bag in the inner side-pocketof his jacket. It looked like a great lump orswelling there. On his way home he met thetavern-keeper, at whose house he used to spendhis wages in liquor, and thought he would havea little fun with him." Well, old fellow," said the tavern-keeper,"how do you do?"" Pretty well," said the sailor; " only I've gota hard lump here, on my side.""Ah !" said the other, "it's cold water thathas made that."" Do you think so ?""Yes; I know it. Only give up your miser-able cold-water slops, and drink some good liquor,and it will soon take the lump away.""But," said the sailor, " I have just renewedthe pledge, and I can't do it."" Then mind what I say," said the tavern-keeper-" that lump will go on increasing, andvery likely before another year you'll have oneon the other side too."" I hope I shall," said the sailor, taking out
INTEMPERANCE. 43,his bag of silver, and shaking it. " Good-bye."Some years ago a vessel, loaded with iron, waswrecked on the coast of New Jersey in the win-ter time. The hold of the vessel was partiallyfilled with water. It was necessary to get theiron out before the vessel went to pieces. Theweather was intensely cold, and to stand in thewater and handle the cold iron was very severework. The men hired to unload the vessel weredivided into three sets, who were to relieve eachother as often as might be necessary. The firstset of men drank pretty freely of brandy beforethey began, in order, as they said, to keep uptheir strength. They were worn out in aboutan hour. The next set drank hot coffee, andthey stood the work for above two hours. Thethird set were cold-water men, and they wereable to continue at the work for about threehours before they were relieved.A good many years ago, the crew of a Danishship, numbering sixty persons, had to spend thewinter up towards the North Pole, in Hudson'sBay. They were supplied with provisions, andhad plenty of liquor, of which they drank freely.Before spring, FInTr -IIIT out of the sixty haddied, leaving only Two men to return home.Not long after, the crew of an English vessel,
44 THE FIFTH GIANT:numbering twenty-two men, had to pass a win-ter in the same neighbourhood. They had noardent spirits with them, and only TWO of thecompany died during the whole winter.When ships, on board of which much liquor isused, go into warm climates, they are alwayshaving sickness and death among the crews; buttemperance ships will often make the same voy-ages, and hardly have a single case of sicknessor death on board. This shows how health fol-lows cold-water drinkers, while it flies from thepresence of the giant.But nothing proves this more certainly, thanto notice the different effect which disease hason those who are in the habit of drinking liquor,from what it has on those who drink water.An English gentleman, who was in Russiawhile the cholera was prevailing, says, " It is aremarkable circumstance that persons given todrinking were swept away like flies. In onetown of twenty thousand inhabitants, everydrunkard has fallen !-all are dead-not oneremains!"The cholera prevailed very badly in the cityof Albany in 1832. There were then five thou-sand members of the temperance society in thatcity. Only TWO of them died of the disease.There were twenty thousand persons there, not
INTEMPERANCE. 45members of the temperance society. Amongthem there were three hundred and thirty-fourdeaths from cholera! Only think of this: TWOdeaths out of five thousand temperate people,and MORE THAN EIGHTY deaths out of every fivethousand of those who were not temperate !These facts prove very clearly the point we areconsidering. They show that cold water helpsto make a man strong and hearty, and keeps himfree from sickness; while wines, and brandies,and all such drinks, weaken those who use themat all, and make them more likely to take dis-ease.And if those who never take enough to bemade prisoners by this giant, who only ventureon his grounds and walk about his castle, with-out ever getting fairly entrapped, are so muchinjured by the poison that comes forth from hisdungeons, how must it be with those who arebound captives and kept in those dungeons?Oh, then, we should fight against the giantIntemperance, and try to keep clear of him, DE-CAUSE IIE IS AN ENEMY TO HEALTH AND STRENGTH !THE THIRD REASON FOR FIGHTING."We should fight against this giant, BECAUSE IIEIS AN ENEMY TO SAFETY AND HONOUR.The giant Intemperance exposes his prisoners
46 THE FIFTH GIANT:to many dangers. He makes them unfit to takecare of themselves. They do not know whenthey are in danger; and if they did, they areunable to avoid it. When one of them is walk-ing, you expect every minute to see him tumbleand break some of his bones. Look in the paperany morning, and you are almost sure to see anaccount of some poor man who has been run overby a locomotive, or drowned by falling off a pieror canal-bank at night; and, nine times out often, if you ask how it happened, you will findthat he was a captive of the giant. The onlywonder is, that all his prisoners are not killed thus.And, of course, if they are unable to care forthemselves, they are unfit to take any care ofothers. Yet the lives of hundreds of men andwomen are often put in peril, and sometimeslost, by the influence of this giant on one or twopersons.Who would want to trust themselves at seawith a captain and crew who were crazy? Whowould want to travel in a railway train, if theyknew that the engineer and conductor were eithercrazy all the time, or subject at any time to spellsof craziness? But a drunken man is no betterthan a crazy one; and a person in the habit ofdrinking is liable at any moment to get drunk,and so to become crazy.
INTEMPERANCE. 47But the use of cold water keeps a man fromthus losing his reason, and so enables him to seeand avoid dangers. It promotes safety. Howmany of the steamboat explosions and shipwrecksoccurring continually might be prevented, if thepersons in charge of them were only cold-watermen !Some time ago there was a steamboat plyingon one of the American rivers. She was calledthe Fame. Captain Gordon, her commander,was a temperance man, and allowed no liquor tobe kept or used by any of the officers or crew.About that time a new safety-valve for steam-engines had been invented, which it was thoughtwould tend to prevent explosions. It was called" Evan's patent safety-valve." A good manypeople were unwilling to travel in any steamboatunless it had one of these valves. One day agentleman called on Captain Gordon in the cabinof his boat, and told him that he and twenty per-sons in his company were desirous of going onin his boat; " but," said the gentleman, " I can'tdo it, neither can my company; for I have beenbelow examining your machinery, and I find youhaven't got Evan's patent safety-valve' attachedto your engine. For this reason we can't gowith you.""I shall be very happy to have your company,"
48 THE FIFTH GIANT:said Captain Gordon. " Come below, and I willshow you the best safety-valve in the world."They walked down together to the engine-room. The captain stepped up to his sturdyengineer, and, clapping him on the shoulder, saidto the gentleman, " There, sir, is my safety-valve-the best to be found anywhere-a man whonever drinks anything but PURE COLD WATER !"" You are right, captain," said the stranger;" I want no better safety-valve than that. Weshall come on board, sir."Thus we see that while cold water promotessafety, there can be no safety where the giantIntemperance is allowed to come. He is anenemy to it.And he is an enemy to HONOUR too. You cankeep your honour if you keep to cold water; butget into the habit of drinking liquor, and yourhonour will soon be turned to shame. Thegiant Intemperance has such a bad name amongmen, that if you fall into his power your honouris lost. Everything that is wicked, vile, andshameful, is associated with our thoughts of thisgiant. He makes his prisoners so much likehimself, that the same disgrace is fixed to theirnames. No matter how honoured and respecteda man has been before; as soon as he becomes acaptive of this giant, he begins to lose his honour.
INTEMPERANCE. 49Men do not like to be called DRUNKARDS. Thename is a mark of disgrace. It points them outas prisoners of this giant. But every one whodrinks wine or liquor is in danger of becoming adrunkard, and thus covering himself with shameand dishonour.Everything that is sinful should be consideredas a shame and disgrace. It's a shame for a manwillingly to lose all his sense and reason, andact like a fool: but this is what the drunkarddoes. It's a shame for a man to lose all properfeeling, and become as hard-hearted as a stone:but this is what the drunkard does. It's a shamefor a man to reel through the streets, and wallowin the gutter like a pig: but this is what thedrunkard does. It's a shame for a man to neglecthis business, and spend his time in idleness; toleave his children beggars, and his wife a broken-hearted widow: but this is what the drunkarddoes. It's a shame for a man to gamble, androb, and murder, and commit all kinds of abo-minations: but these are what the drunkarddoes.Nearly all the people who live in our poor-houses, who are sent to our penitentiaries, andbrought to the gallows, are led there by drink-ing. And those who use intoxicating liquors atall, are in danger of being led into some or all of4
50 THE FIFTH GIANT:these evils ; or, if not led into them themselves,they are in danger of leading others into them.The giant Intemperance carries danger and dis-grace with him. If you would live in safety andhonour, put as wide a space between yourself andhim as possible; drink nothing that intoxicates,but keep to pure cold water.This, then, is the third reason why we shouldresist this giant-BECAUSE HE IS AN ENEMY TOSAFETY AND HONOUR.THE FOURTH REASON FOR FIGHTING.We should fight against this giant, BECAUSE IHEIS AN ENEMY TO COMFORT AND HAPPINESS.Several years ago, when Barnum's Museumwas in Philadelphia, there was, in one of therooms, a representation of a cold-water drinker'shome, and of a drunkard's home. These wereplaced side by side, so as to show the contrastmore strongly. The figures were all of wax,and just about the size of living persons, so thatit looked very real.The first one represented a good-sized room,with a neat carpet on the floor, and pretty paperon the walls. Two or three pictures were hang-ing against the sides of the room. A cheerfulfire was burning in the grate. In the centre ofthe room stood a table with a snow-white cloth
INTEMPERANCE. 51upon it. The tidy, happy-looking mother wasspreading some very inviting things for break-fast; while the eldest of the children was bring-ing in a pitcher of water to fill the tumblers thatwere placed by every plate. An easy arm-chairwas drawn up near the fire, and the father wasleaning back in it, reading the morning paper,looking very snug and cozy in his wrapper andslippers. Around him a group of bright-eyed,rosy-cheeked little ones were playing, while atoddling boy was tugging at his father's gown,trying to climb up into his lap.You did not need any one to tell you that com-fort and happiness were there. Everything lookedso pleasant, that one almost felt like opening thedoor and walking in to share their happiness.This was the cold-water drinker's home.Right next to it was the other scene. It wasa room, with bare floor, strewn with litter andblackened with dirt. The plaster was fallingfrom the walls and the ceiling. In the fire-placethere were two or three half-burned sticks smoul-dering. An old bedstead stood in the corner,and a few ragged coverlets lay tumbled in a heapupon it. The rest of the furniture consisted ofa table, and one or two rickety chairs. A loafof bread partly cut, and a bottle on the table,were the only signs of a breakfast. The father,
52 THE FIFTH GIANT:with his face unwashed, his beard unshaven, andhis hair all tangled and matted, was beating atrembling child. The rest of the children werecrowding up in the corner, pale and frightened,but each holding on to a dry crust of bread.Their faces were thin and sickly. The mothersat upon the bed, her head between her hands,and her hair streaming wildly over her shoulders.Thin and tattered rags were the only clothesany of them had on. Misery and wretchednesswere as plainly seen there as if written with asunbeam. This was the drunkard's home.Children, which is the pleasanter picture?Which would you rather should be your home ?All the difference was made by the PITCHERand the BOTTLE. The water in that pitcher hadkept the giant Intemperance away from the firsthome; while the gin in the bottle had broughthim into the other one. And it was because iiawas there that all was so wretched. He alwaysdrives comfort and happiness out from everyhouse he enters. He turns gladness into sorrow,smiles into sighs, laughter into tears, whereverhe goes. He makes his prisoners miserablethemselves, and all about them unhappy too.Mothers and fathers, wives and children, brothersand sisters, suffer wherever he comes.Let me tell you of a mother's sorrow, occa-
INTEMPERANCE. 53sioned by a drunken son; and of a whole family'ssorrow, occasioned by a drunken husband andfather.A company of American ladies, assembled ina parlour, were one day talking about their dif-ferent troubles. Each one had something to sayabout her own trials. But there was one in thecompany, pale and sad-looking, who for a whilesaid nothing. Suddenly rousing herself at last,she said,-" My friends, you don't any of you know whattrouble is."" Will you please, Mrs. Gray," said the kindvoice of one who knew her story, " tell the ladieswhat you call trouble ? "" I will, if you desire it; for, in the words ofthe prophet, 'I am the one who hath seen afflic-tion.'" My parents were very well off, and my girl-hood was surrounded by the comforts of life.Every wish of my heart was gratified, and I wascheerful and happy." At the age of nineteen I married one whomI loved more than all the world besides. Ourhome was retired, but the sun never shone upona lovelier spot or a happier household. Yearsrolled on peacefully. Five lovely children sataround our table, and a little curly head still
54 TIIE FIFTH GIANT:nestled in my bosom. One night, about sun-down, one of those fierce black storms came onwhich are so common to our southern climate.For many hours the rain poured down inces-santly. Morning dawned, but still the elementsraged. The country around us was overflowed.The little stream, near our dwelling, became afoaming torrent. Before we were aware of it,our house was surrounded by water. I managed,with my babe, to reach a little elevated spot,where the thick foliage of a few wide-spreadingtrees afforded some protection, while my hus-band and sons strove to save what they could ofour property. At last a fearful surge sweptaway my husband, and he never rose again.Ladies, no one ever loved a husband more; butTHAT was not trouble." Presently my sons saw their danger, andthe struggle for life became the only considera-tion. They were as brave, loving boys as everblessed a mother's heart; and I watched theirefforts to escape with such agony as only motherscan feel. They were so far off that I could notspeak to them; but I could see them closingnearer and nearer to each other as their littleisland grew smaller and smaller." The swollen river raged fearfully around thehuge trees. Dead branches, upturned trunks,
INTEMPERANCE. 55wrecks of houses, drowning cattle, and masses ofrubbish, all went floating past us. My boyswaved their hands to me, and then pointed up-wards. I knew it was their farewell signal; andyou, mothers, can imagine my anguish. I sawthem perish-ALL perish. Yet THAT was nottrouble."I hugged my baby close to my heart; andwhen the water rose to my feet, I climbed intothe low branches of the tree, and so kept retir-ing before it, till the hand of God stayed thewaters that they should rise no farther. I wassaved. All my worldly possessions were sweptaway, all my earthly hopes blighted. Yet THATwas not trouble." My baby was all I had left on earth. Ilaboured day and night to support him and my-self, and sought to train him in the right way;but, as he grew older, evil companions won himaway from me. He ceased t6 care for hismother's counsels; he could sneer at her kindentreaties and agonizing prayers. HE BECAMETOND OF DRINKING. He left my humble roof,that he might be unrestrained in his evil ways.And at last, one night, when heated by wine, hetook the life of a fellow-creature. He ended hisdays upon the gallows! God had filled my cupof sorrow before; now it ran over. THAT was;
56 THE FIFTH GIANT:trouble, my friends, such as, I hope, the Lord inmercy may spare you from ever knowing! "Boys! girls! can you bear to think that youmight bring such sorrow on your dear father ormother? If you would not, be on your guardagainst the giant Intemperance. Let wine andliquors alone. Never touch them. That was amother's sorrow.Let us look at the sorrow brought on a familyby the same dreadful evil.Let me tell you an " old man's story."Many years ago, a temperance meeting washeld in a certain village. A little boy, wholived in the village, was very anxious to go, andpersuaded his father to take him. The boynever forgot that meeting, and he wrote theaccount of it years afterwards. One of thespeakers at the meeting was an old man. Hishair was white and his brow furrowed with ageand sorrow. When he arose to speak, he said :-" My friends, I am an old man, standing aloneat the end of life's journey. Tears are in myeyes, and deep sorrow is in my heart. I amwithout friends, or home, or kindred on earth.It was not always so. Once I had a mother.With her old heart crushed with sorrow, shewent down to her grave. I once had a wife, afair, angel-hearted creature as ever smiled in an
INTEMPERANCE. 57earthly home. Her blue eye grew dim, as thefloods of sorrow washed away its brightness;and her tender heart I wrung till every fibre wasbroken. I once had a noble boy; but he wasdriven from the ruins of his home, and my oldheart yearns to know if he yet lives. I once hada babe, a sweet, lovely babe; but these handsdestroyed it, and now it lives with Him wholoveth the little ones. Do not spurn me, myfriends," continued the old man. " There islight in my evening sky. The spirit of mymother rejoices over the return of her prodigalson. The injured wife smiles upon him whoturns back again to virtue and honour. Thechild-angel visits me at nightfall, and I seem tofeel his tiny hands upon my feverish cheek. Mybrave boy, if he yet lives, would forgive the sor-rowing old man for treatment that drove him outinto the world, and the blow that maimed himfor life. God forgive me for the ruin I havebrought upon all that were about me!" I was a drunkard. From wealth and re-spectability, I plunged into poverty and shame.I dragged my family down with me. For yearsI saw the cheek of my wife grow pale and herstep grow weary. I left her alone to strugglefor the children, while I was drinking and riot-ing at the tavern. She never complained, though
58 THE FIFTH GIANT:she and the children often went hungry tobed."One New Year's night, I returned late tothe hut where charity had given us shelter. Mywife was still up, and shivering over the coals.I demanded food. She told me there was none,and then burst into tears. I fiercely ordered herto get some. She turned her eyes sadly uponme, the tears falling fast over her pale cheeks.At this moment the child in the cradle awoke,and uttered a cry of hunger, startling the de-spairing mother, and making new sorrow in herbreaking heart." 'We have no food, James;-we have hadnone for several days. I have nothing for thebabe. Oh, my once kind husband, must westarve?'" That sad, pleading face, and those streamingeyes, aid the feeble wail of the child, maddenedme; and I-yes, I struck her a fierce blow onthe face, and she fell forward upon the hearth.It seemed as if the furies of hell were raging inmy bosom; and the feeling of the wrong I hadcommitted added fuel to the flames. I had neverstruck my wife before; but now some terribleimpulse drove me on, and I stooped down, aswell as I could in my drunken state, and clenchedboth my hands in her hair.
INTEMPERANCE. 59"'For mercy's sake, James!' exclaimed mywife, as she looked up into my fiendish counte-nance;-' You will not kill us; you will notharm Willie?' and she sprang to the cradle andgrasped him in her arms. I caught her againby the hair and dragged her to the door, and asI lifted the latch, the wind burst in with a cloudof snow. With a fiendish yell, I still draggedher on, and hurled her out amid the darknessand storm. Then, with a wild laugh, I closedthe door and fastened it. Her pleading moansand the sharp cry of her babe mingled with thewail of the blast. But my horrible work wasnot yet complete." I turned to the bed where my oldest son waslying, snatched him from his slumbers, and,against his half-awakened struggles, opened thedoor and thrust him out. In the agony of fearhe uttered that sacred name I was no longerworthy to bear. He called me-FATHER! andlocked his fingers in my side-pocket. I couldnot wrench that grasp away; but, with thecruelty of a fiend, I shut the door upon his arm,and, seizing my knife, severed it at the wrist."It was morning when I awoke, and thestorm had ceased. I looked round to the accus-tomed place for my wife. As I missed her, adim, dark scene, as of some horrible nightmare,
60 THE FIFTH GIANT:came over me. I thought it must be a fearfuldream, but involuntarily opened the outside doorwith a shuddering dread. As the door opened,the snow burst in, and something fell across thethreshold with a dull, heavy sound. My bloodshot like melted lava through my veins, and Icovered my eyes to shut out the sight. It was-0 God how horrible !-it was my own lovingwife and her babe, frozen to death! With truemother's love, she had bowed herself over thechild to shield it, and wrapped all her clothingaround it, leaving her own person exposed to thestorm. She had placed her hair over the faceof the child, and the sleet had frozen it to thepale cheek. The frost was white on the lids ofits half-opened eyes, and upon its tiny fingers." I never knew what became of my braveboy."Here the old man bowed his head, and wept;and all in the house wept with him. Then, inthe low tones of heart-broken sorrow, he con-cluded :"I was arrested, and for long months I was araving maniac. When I recovered, I was sen-tenced to the penitentiary for ten years; but thiswas nothing to the tortures I have endured inmy own bosom. And now I desire to spend thelittle remnant of my life in striving to warn
INTEMPERANCE. 61others not to enter a path which has been sodark and fearful to me."When the old man had finished, the temper-ance pledge was produced, and he asked thepeople to come forward and sign it. The fatherof the boy referred to leaped from his seat, andpressed forward to sign the pledge. As he tookthe pen in his hand, he hesitated a moment." Sign it, young man, sign it," said the vener-able speaker, "Angels would sign it. I wouldwrite my name in blood ten thousand times, if itwould undo the ruin I have wrought, and bringback my loved and lost ones."The young man wrote,-" Mortimer Hudson."The old man looked. He wiped his eyes, andlooked again. His face flushed with fiery red,and then a death-like paleness came over it." It is-no, it cannot be !-yet how strange "he muttered. "Pardon me, sir, but that wasthe name of my brave boy."The young man trembled, and held up his leftarm, from which the hand had been severed.They looked' for a moment in each other'seyes; and the old man exclaimed :-" My own injured boy "The young man cried out:-" My poor, dear father "Then they fell upon each other's neck and
62 THE FIFTH GIANT:wept, till it seemed as if.their souls would mingleinto one.Thus we see the misery and wretchedness thisfearful giant Intemperance brings upon the drunk-ard, and upon all his family. If you love thoseat home, make up, your minds that You willnever cause them such sorrow and shame. Keepeverything that intoxicates from your lips, andyou will keep the giant from your home. DoSO, BECAUSE HE IS AN ENEMY TO COMFORT ANDHAPPINESS.Now, my dear children, you have a greatmany enemies. All these giants that we havebeen talking about are your enemies. Theywant to capture you, and they will try hard todo it. They are all strong and fierce. But thelast one, the giant Intemperance, is the greatestenemy to you of them all. And he is thestrongest and most cruel of all. The sooner youfeel this, the sooner you will be on your guardagainst him, and the more you will learn to hatehim. I want you to determine, Now, while youare young, that as long as you live you will bean enemy of this giant, and fight against himwith all your power. I want you to vow LIFE-LONG WAR against him! Never make peace withhim! Never give him any quarter !I do not ask you to sign a pledge, but I do
INTEMPERANCE. 63ask you all to resolve solemnly that, by the helpof God, you will never allow yourselves to drinkwine, or liquor of any kind, unless you are sick,and it is given by the physician as a medicine." TOUCH NOT-TASTE NOT--HANDLE NOT." Thisis the only safe course.My dear boys, remember this rule. And, mydear girls, do you remember it too. Don't thinkthat because you are females you are in no danger.You ARE in danger.In New York they are building a house forhabitual drunkards, where they can be treated assick or insane people are. Since this buildinghas been started, nearly three thousand confirmeddrunkards have applied for admission. Amongthese are between FOUR AND FIVE HUNDRED FE-MALES FROM THE MOST RESPECTABLE FAMILIES.ALL persons, who drink wine or liquor AT ALL,are in danger both of becoming drunkards them-selves, and of making others drunkards by theirexample. Drink cold water, and you are in nodanger. The giant Intemperance will never beable to make you his prisoner, if you keep tocold water.In conclusion, my dear children, I want youall to become brave giant-fighters. Fighting, ingeneral, is poor business. For men and women,
64 THE FIFTH GIANT.or boys and girls, to be fighting among them-selves is a shameful thing. 'But to be fightingsuch giants as we have been speaking of is verydifferent. This is proper for girls as well asboys, for ladies as well as gentlemen. It is aright thing, a brave thing, an honourable thing.But do not try to fight them in your ownstrength, or else you are sure to be beaten.David prayed to God to help him when he be-came a giant-fighter. It was this which madehim successful. And you must do the same.Pray for Jesus to help you. Then go at thegiants with all your might, and He will " teachyour hands to war and your fingers to fight;"and will bring you off, at last, " conquerors, andmore than conquerors."
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