The New York herald., 1874-08-10

Application. There was the night OF 01rkueoo for
os the co%us dawn YHere Vas tne Sross CITY
truth, on whose watch towers were
GOSPEL NINIsrBRs
prochaimirg messages OF peace and good win to
all men. In this connection he devoted some time
in showing the high mission Of the Gospel minister
as described by the poet Cowpor-
His theme divine n.s once sacred. his
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Sweet as angels use. the Gospel whispers peace.
He then went on to say that the hrsg great duty
OF the spiritual warchmsn was to resist the as.
tr with evil and wickedness Inat develops all the
taes come on VICTORIOUS they shine Ike
s,ars OF the greatest magnitude. Tho Scriptures
Svs ns ssr see how men
aud dem0reli1ed IN business. How diSheertening
this would De II, ia the midst OF financial panics
and enyeioped IN clouds OF deepest and darkest
oicom. there was not nrm belief that the glorious
morn would come at last 1t rs this ovsrpowering
faith In Q better time 10 come, this assurance of
SILVER LINING TO EVERY CLouR
that inspires to greatest human sff0rt II Is this
iaith that has achieved the worlds most brilliant
yictOrios There Is inspiration In this aitl-au In
spiration lifting to the Godnead. With clouds Of
sin and ignorance above us We have faith
raat soa ssS OF Coming harvest that ess the
to SOW his seed. After etOQuenty depicting the.
leading q the nist q s he
Man, he said, has 10 study Tor knowledge II there
was no ignorance. knowledge would not De ap-
pervert and degrace. We all know how knowledge
eievRtes and ennObies. 1t Is knowledge that sum-
ulatcs to invention.
.'KNOwLEpGE IS POWER"
and the steam engine, and the telegraph and the
printing press are It's mightiest expOnents Errors
peiied before the advance or knowledge. Before
the march OF science the night 0l error y pass
ing away Ine morn Of enowIe1ge sna rgnseous ssr
Deggar alike must taste Of It's bitter waters. "A
vvvSnn n hnnn
beaufiiu iorm IS cold in death; there is silence on
the loved lips; the heart is stflied forever IL ls
night in you soul You call out IN your grief: .on
you, ''The morn oometh:" You are comforted
ana made happy. AI.er all afiictions work out Q
Of fAS the soul. . How the advance ol death often
opens the SOULS windows Humboldt t1o
81 s eS
Jerrold, the keen and subtle Wit, on being asked
Just before hts death how he felt answered. 81 am
waiting. and being waited ior:" ChristopheI
North, the genial gentleman and Christian scholar
Il have not examined your essays could not see
to read them In the valley and shadow OF deatr
where I have BEEN" There Is one to-day the
led the world. He stood exalted. high above 0theI
men. There has come to him
THE BLIGHT OF DEATH.
He has been stricken down in moment. Ihold
leaf In my hand; it is fragrant to me, but not te
you. Its fragrance Is mine. till crushed and ther
1t Is yours as well as mine. So. when one II
crushed the iragrauce-his ufe-is scattered. Blu,
the time VIII come when ono shall pass from
earthly apartments into celestial building, to be
there honored and loved forever. There Will be
no death nor sorrow nor crime there. When our
bark strikes the shores of the celestial country
morn OF immortality. without cloud, Will smile
on the soul. Rope lies before Us, the hope OIL
achieving great good In the ungrasped future AZ
says Tennyson:-
Oh. yet We trust that somehow good
Shau be the final goal of Ill,
To pangs Of nature, sins Of WILL
Defects OF doubt and taints OF blood:
That nothing walks with Rlrnless teet
That not one life shall be destroyed
Or cast as rubbish TO the void
When God has made the pile complete