I reply, on foot. It will be better for you. Once when I was holding
meetings in London, in my ignorance I made arrangements to preach four
times in different places one sabbath. After I had made the
appointments I found I had to walk sixteen miles; but I walked it, and
I slept that night with a clear conscience. I have made it a rule
never to use the cars, and if I have a private carriage, I insist that
horse and man shall rest on Monday. I want no hackman to rise up in
judgment against me.
My friends, if we want to help the sabbath, let business men and
Christians never patronize cars on the sabbath. I would hate to own
stock in those companies, to be the means of taking the sabbath from
these men, and have to answer for it at the day of judgment. Let those
who are Christians at any rate endeavor to keep a conscience void of
offence on this point.