A farmer in North Carolina once drove with two high-mettled horses into town. Stopping in front of one of the stores, he was about to enter when his horses took fright.
He sprang in front of them, and heroically seized the reins. Maddened by strange noises, the horses dashed down the street, the man still clinging to the bridles.
On they rushed, until the horses, wild with frenzy, rose up on their haunches, and leaping upon the man, all came with a crash to the earth.
When people came and rescued the bleeding body of the man, and found him in death's last agony, a friend, bending tenderly over him, asked, "Why did you sacrificed your life for horses and a wagon?"
He gasped with his breath, as his spirit departed, "Go and look in the wagon."
They turned, and there, asleep on the straw, lay his little boy.
As they laid the mangled form of the hero in his grave, no one said, "The sacrifice is too great."
L.G. Broughton, page 28 in One Thousand Evangelistic Illustrations, edited by Webb, A. (1924). New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
He sprang in front of them, and heroically seized the reins. Maddened by strange noises, the horses dashed down the street, the man still clinging to the bridles.
On they rushed, until the horses, wild with frenzy, rose up on their haunches, and leaping upon the man, all came with a crash to the earth.
When people came and rescued the bleeding body of the man, and found him in death's last agony, a friend, bending tenderly over him, asked, "Why did you sacrificed your life for horses and a wagon?"
He gasped with his breath, as his spirit departed, "Go and look in the wagon."
They turned, and there, asleep on the straw, lay his little boy.
As they laid the mangled form of the hero in his grave, no one said, "The sacrifice is too great."
L.G. Broughton, page 28 in One Thousand Evangelistic Illustrations, edited by Webb, A. (1924). New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
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