# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1932_S120 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) comforter. ‘difficult for him to go out alone. -and see Him face to face. only once; that was on Easter Day, and on the Tuesday after Easter he died. Cripple though he was, neither rain nor cold could keep him from church. He never complained of his troubles and woes. When asked as to his welfare, his answer would be, “Thank God, it is no worse,” or, “Thank God, it is better than I deserve.” He was a great Often did his young and inexperienced pastor seek and find comfort with him. He de- lighted in visiting the sick, to comfort them with God’s Word, and sing to them with his deep, mellow voice. He was a great friend of the schoolchildren, and these, in turn, dearly loved their Uncle Jarvis. He was respected and loved by all that knew him, -old and young, white and colored. During the last months of his life his eyesight became very bad. He was no longer able to read his beloved Bible, and it was getting to be quite One day his pastor asked him what he would do if he should ‘become totally blind. His answer was: “Now I go ‘to the people, and they are kind enough to give me to eat; when once I am blind, the Lord will send the people to me to give me what I need.” But God did not let it come to that. The heay- enly Father relieved him from all earthly want before he became helpless. He took to bed on Easter Day. The next morning the doctor pro- nounced his illness to be pneumonia. That after- noon his pastor gave him Holy Communion. Uncle Jarvis expressed it as his opinion that he would not recover, but expected soon to be with his Savior When his pastor visited him on Tuesday morning, he complained of severe pains in his chest, but added that his Savior had ‘suffered much more for him. He rejoiced in the fact that the pains he was suffering were an indi- ‘cation that he would soon be where all pain and sorrow would be at an end. Later in the day his old friend Teacher Vix visited him. At first he seemed not to recognize ‘him, but when the latter repeated some Bible-verses to him, he began to smile and nodded with his head to show his assent. And when Teacher Vix sang Unele Jarvis’s favorite hymn, “Let Me Be Thine Forever,’ he seemed to take on new life. His thoughts seemed to be centered on the last stanzas of the hymn “O Bleeding Head and Wounded,” and several times he said, “Lord, do not Thou depart!” Tis last words were, “My Consolation! My Shield!” And we may truly say, “Who dicth ‘thus dies well.” 118 THE LUTHERAN PIONEER The writer cannot close this sketch without re- lating one more incident which so very plainly shows the character of our Uncle Jarvis. On the day after the funeral his pastor went to pay the rent for the room which he had occupied. He laid two dollars on the table, for that was the rental. “You owe me only one dollar,” said the woman from whom he had rented the room. “But isn’t the rent two dollars?” asked the pastor. “Yes,” replied the woman, “but Uncle Jarvis already paid me a dollar.” We never learned where he had got the dollar, but probably he had saved it little by little and had then paid half of the rent to save that much expense to the church. This, dear reader, is a fruit of our mission among the freedmen. When reading this sketch on Hannibal Jarvis, do you not feel that our work is well paid, that our labors are richly blessed? Does not Uncle Jarvis’s faith, life, and death say to you and me: “Be followers together of me and mark them which walk so as ye have us for an ensample” ? F. J. L. The Penalty of Success. That hardly sounds right, does it? It sounds contradictory, does it not? And we admit that we chose the heading to arrest your attention. We use “penalty” in the sense of a liability imposed upon a person for doing, or omitting to do, a thing. We use “success” here.in the sense of the desirable end- ing of what you worked for or the attainment of the object for which you have labored. We strive for “success,” but we do not seek the “penalties.” They come unsought with success, without our wishing for them. The successful business man tells of the unthought-of responsibilities, the insistent demands, the unreasonable criticism, that come to him as the ‘penalty of his success. The manufac- turer whose dream was blocks of factory buildings and thousands of agencies finds that with the reali- zation of his dream have come anxicties he had not dreamed of and competition so keen that it gives him many sleepless nights. The schoolboy at the end of his class has a penalty to pay for his position. Yes, in one form or another the penalty of success will always come. Jt has come also to us. Thousands of Christian men, women, and chil- dren throughout our Church have been beseeching the Throne of Grace for years and have shown the sincerity of their prayers by zealously working that success might attend the missions of our Church.