The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1876-01-21
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Duty.

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DUTY.
The path Of duty is tie way to glory:
He that walks il, only fhirsting
| For the right and learns TO deadrn
| Love OF self. before his journey closes
lie shall find the stubborn thistle bursting
Into glossy puppies, which ouire,Idcn
| All voluptuOus garden roses.
The path of duty is the way to glory:
He that ever following her commands,
On with toll Of heart and knees and hands
1hro' the long gorge to The far light has won
His path upward, and prevailed.
Shall find the tOpplng crags of Duty scaled.
Are close upon the shining table lands.
To which our God Himself is moon and sun
-TeHayzoa.
THE BIBLE.-This collection of books
has taken such hold on the world as
no other. lt is read of Sabbath in all
the ten thousand pulpits of our land:
the sun never sets on its cleaning pages.
1t goes equally to the cottage of the plain
man and the palace of the king 1t is
woven into the literature of the scholar
and coiors the talk of the street. The
barque of the merchant cannot sail the
sea without it. No ships of war go to
the conflict, but the Bible is there. 1t
enters mems closets, mingIes in all the
griefs and cheerfuIness of life. The
affianced maiden prays God in Scripture
for strength in her home duties; men
are married by Scripture; the Bible at
tends them in their sickness-when the
fever of the world is upon them; the
aching head finds softer pillow when
the Bible lies underneath. The marin
er, escaping from shipwreck, esteems it
the first of his treasures, and keeps it
sacred to God. 1t goes with the pedlar
in his crowded pack, cheers him at even
tide, when he sits down, dusty and fa
tigued, and brightens the freshn ess of
his morning face. 1t blesses us when
we are born, gives names to half of
Christendom, rejoices with us, has sym
pathy for our mourning, tempers our
grief to finer issues. 1t is the better part
of our sermons; it lifts man above him
self-our best of natural prayers are in
its solid speech, wherewith our fathers
and the patriarchs prayed. The tiinid
man about awakening from this dream
of life, looks through the glass of Scrip
ture, and his eye grows bright; he does
not fear to stand alone, to tread the way
unknown and distant, to take the Death
Angel by the hand, and bid farewell to
wife, and babes, and homel Men rest
on this their dearest hopes. 1t tells
them of God, and His blessed Son; of
earthly duties and of heavenly trust
Theodore Parker.
A CHILD's PRAYER.-She was hardly
able to talk plainly, and an officer had
to give her his hand to assist her up the
steps into the Central Station.
''Did you put my mother in jail" she
asked as she pushed her sun bonnet |
back and looked from one to another
They had arrested red-faced, tangled |
hair woman, who fought the officers and |
made use of foul language. No one |
dreamed that the child was hers, but it !
was. The little thing was go Innocent |
and pure that they didn't want her to
even see the iron bars, but the mother |
heard her voice, called to her and they |
opened the corridor door. The child |
grasped the iron door, looked into the !
cell, and cried out:
''Why, mother, you are in jail!'
The mother crowded back, ashamed |
of herself, and the child knelt down on
the stone floor. clung to the iron bars of
the door, and prayed:
''Now | lay me down TO sleep, and | |
hope my mother will be let out of jail"
The men had tears in their eyes as
they gently removed her, and when the
woman came into court in the morning
TO be tried, the Judge told her to go
home and try for that child's sake to be
a mother instead of a wretch.
~
HEAvEN.-A little boy was walking |
in the fields with his mother, one day. |
He looked up to the sky and said, go,
mother, Heaven is 90 .ftsr IT, I'm afraid
l shall never get there"
''My dear" said his mother, "IIeaven
must come to as before We can go to it,"
He didn't understand what she meant.
Then she told him what Jesus said when
He was On earth. These We're his
words;-"If any man love Ne, my
Father will love him, and we will come
unto him and make our abode with him"
Jesus is willing to come into your heart
He is standing and knocking for you to
let Him in And when He comes in He
brings Heaven with Him. He will make
Heaven in your heart, If you will let
Him come and dwell there. But, if we
don't let Him come and dwell in our
hearts here, He won't let US go and dwell
with Him in Heaven hereafter. Heaven
NUT come to US before we can 60 to it.
A BEAUTIFUL SENTIMENT DR. Chal-
msrs beautifully says: "The little that
| have seen in the world and known of
mankind teaches me to look upon their
errors in sorrow, not in anger. When l
take the history of one poor heart that
has sinned and suffered, and represent
to myself struggles and temptations it
passed through-the brief pulsation of
Joy, the tears of regret, the feebleness of
purpose, the scorn of the world that has
little charity, the desolation of the souls
sanctuary and threatening voices within,
health gone, happiness gone-I would
fain leave the erring soul of my fellow
being with him from whose hands it
came.
PBAyER.-rrayer requires more of
the heart than the tongue, of sighs than
of words, of faith than of discourse
The eloquence of prayer consists in the
feryency of the desire, in the simplicity
of faith, and in the earnestness and per
severance of charity. The abundance
and choice of fine thoughts, studied and
vehement motions, and the order and
noliteness OF the expression are things
which compose a mere human harangue,