Sermons & Devotionals by Timothy Shay Arthur

The Daughter Timothy Shay Arthur, 1851 There was something wrong about the affairs of old Mr. Bacon. His farm, once the best tilled and most productive in the neighborhood, began to show evidences of neglect and unfruitfulness . That he was going behindhand in the world, was too apparent in the fact... Read More

The Maiden's Error Timothy Shay Arthur, 1851 The story of Julia Forrester is but a revelation of what occurs every day. I draw aside the veil for a moment, so that someone might gaze with trembling on the sad picture, and be saved from her direful plight! The father of Julia had served an apprentice... Read More

The Dying Child Timothy Shay Arthur We take from "Household Words" the touching conclusion of a story entitled "The Three Sisters." The youngest sister, Gabrielle, has been cast off by her two elder sisters, Joanna and Bertha, hard, stern women — because she clung to her mother, who had disgraced th... Read More

The Evening Prayer By Timothy Shay Arthur, 1853 "Our Father." The mother's voice was low, and tender, and solemn. "Our Father." On two sweet voices the words were borne upward. It was the innocence of reverent childhood that gave them utterance. "Who art in Heaven." "Who art in Heaven," repeated the... Read More

The Social Serpent By Timothy Shay Arthur, 1853 A lady, whom we will call Mrs. Harding , touched with the destitute condition of a poor, sick widow, who had three small children — determined, from an impulse of true humanity, to awaken, if possible, in the minds of some friends and neighbors, an int... Read More

My Whistling Neighbor By Timothy Shay Arthur, 1861 We had moved into a new house, situated about the center in a row of ten, all run up together in hurried, mushroom fashion, and divided from each other by partitions of brick so thin that sound was only a little deadened in passing through. For the ... Read More

Too Much Vinegar — and Too Little Honey! By Timothy Shay Arthur, 1861 "He shall not get away with this, Mr. Jackson! I'll let him see who is strongest. I'll take the conceit out of him. No man shall ride over me after this fashion." The speaker, a farmer named Milwood, was in a state of considerable... Read More

Other People's Eyes by Timothy Shay Arthur "Our parlor carpet is beginning to look real shabby," said Mrs. Cartwright. "I declare! if I don't feel right down ashamed of it, every time a visitor, who is anybody, calls in to see me." "A new one will cost — " The husband of Mrs. Cartwright, a good-natu... Read More

Spare Moments Timothy Shay Arthur, 1856 Knowledge is power! And this power every young man who makes a good use of his spare moments may obtain. These spare moments accumulate into hours every day, and the further aggregate makes days and weeks in each year — days and weeks which might be devoted to... Read More

Jessie Hampton Timothy Shay Arthur, 1851 "What are you doing here, miss?" The young girl thus addressed was sitting by a center-table, upon which stood a lamp, in a handsomely furnished drawing-room. She laid aside the book she was reading, and, without making any reply, rose up quickly and retired.... Read More

You Are the Man! Timothy Shay Arthur, 1851 "How can you reconcile it to your conscience to continue in your present business, Mr. Weber?" asked a venerable clergyman of a tavern-keeper, as the two walked home from the funeral of a young man who had died suddenly. "I find no difficulty on that score,... Read More

The Unhappy Wife by Timothy Shay Arthur, 1855 "You don't seem happy, Margaret," said Mr. Jones to his wife, in a kind voice, seating himself, as he spoke, beside his dejected-looking partner, whom he found upon the sofa in the parlor. He had just returned from his store, in the evening, after a day ... Read More

The Estrangement Timothy Shay Arthur, 1851 It is but rarely that fathers are entirely satisfied with the men chosen by their daughters for husbands; and the father who has but one daughter, is, in most cases, fated to peculiar trials in this particular. The suitor for her hand must have more than hu... Read More

For the Fun of it! Timothy Shay Arthur, 1856 "Just look at those young lovers," said Harry Meade, glancing from his companion to a young man and maiden, who, for the moment unconscious that they were in the midst of a large company, were leaning towards each other, and looking into each other's face... Read More

How to Attain True Greatness Timothy Shay Arthur, 1852 "My voice shall yet be heard in those halls!" said a young man, whom we will call James Abercrombie, to his friend Harvey Nelson, as the two walked slowly, arm in arm, through the beautiful grounds of the Capitol at Washington. "Your ambition ri... Read More

Forgive and Forget! Timothy Shay Arthur, 1856 " Forgive and forget , Herbert." "No, I will neither forgive nor forget! The thing was done deliberately . I never pass by a direct insult ." "Admit that it was done deliberately; but this I doubt. He is an old friend, long tried and long esteemed. He co... Read More

The Last Penny Timothy Shay Arthur, 1852 Thomas Cheever the shoemaker, was a clever sort of a man; though not very well off in the world. He was industrious, but, as his abilities were small, his reward was proportioned thereto. His skill went but little beyond half-soles, heel-taps, and patches. Th... Read More

A Peevish Day and its Consequences By Timothy Shay Arthur, 1853 "It is too bad, Rachael, to put me to all this trouble; and you know I can hardly hold up my head!" Thus spoke Mrs. Smith, in a peevish voice, to a quiet-looking servant, who had been called up from the kitchen to supply some unimportan... Read More

Domestic Happiness Timothy Shay Arthur There are certain pairs of old-fashioned-looking pictures to be occasionally met with in brokers' shops, or more often, perhaps, on cottage walls, and sometimes in the dingy, smoky parlor of a village tavern or ale-house; which said pictures contain and exhibit... Read More

The Iron Will Timothy Shay Arthur, 1851 "Fanny, I've but one word more to say on the subject. If you marry that fellow, I'll have nothing to do with you. I've said it — and you may be assured that I'll adhere to my determination." Thus spoke, with a frowning brow and a stern voice, the father of Fan... Read More