The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1880-04-01

century, and some OF the CAUTIOUS peo'
pie in the church were terribly fright
ened. Two handred souls were convert
ed. They said, "You are getting toe
many people into the church. Let us
send for old DR.. Cannon, of New Bruins
wick" So they sent for the Doctor, who
was very good man. They wanted the
Doctor to stop the revival. He came to
Sommerville, and on Sunday he stood
in the pulpit and looked solemnly over
the audience. He said the revival was
the work OF God, and not of man; and
he stood there leaning on his staff, f r
he was very old man, and after awhile
he lifted his staff, took hold of the bo d.
tom of it, and then began to let it slip
gradually through his fuger and thumb,
and SAID, "0h, sinner 30 thou art falling,
falling from light and peace; and as that
cane falls through my hand, 80 thou art
falling slowly but surely"
And as the cane kept on sliding
through the hand, the whole audience
were wrought to the last pitch of relig.
ious excitement, and there were hun.
drels of souls there who saw their own
doom typifed in the sliding down of
that cane. But when at last the knob
on the cane struck the old mans hand,
he clltched it tightly and said, $50 you
must perish unless the Lord stop you as
l stop that cane" The people were
oVerborne with gladness that there was
mercy even yet. Well, the cautious peo-
Pile said: "Dr. Cannon has made the re.
vival worse instead of making it better.
wish ne would go home" Oh, that
the sails of the ship might be filed with
stronger gales from Heaven, and we
might in all the earth see such days as
Richard Baxter saw in Kidderminster,
as Robert McCheyne saw in Dumfries,
as Johnathan Edwards saw at North.
ampton, as fremont saw at Monmouth,
as Dr. Findley saw at Baskinridge.
Again, l learn from this passage that
Christ is man and God in the same per.
son. go into the back part of the beat
and look on CErists sleeping face, and
see in that face the story of sorrow and
weariness, deeper shadow comes over
His face, and think He must be dream
ing of the cross that is to come. As |
stand in the hack part Of the boat look
ing on His face, l say, HE is a man"
But when | see him come to the PROV Of
the boat, and the sea kneels in His pres.
ence, and the winds fold their wings at
His command, ! say, He is GOdl He is
God W The hand that set up the starry |
pillars Of the Universe, wiping away the
tears of an orphan! When want pity
and sympathy, go into the back part of
this boat, and l LOOK at Him, and say:
Oh, Lord Jesusl Thou weary one Thou
suffering one, have mercy on me-" Ecce /
Homoi Behold the man. But when |
want courage for the conflict of life, when
want some one to beat down my ene-
mics, when l want faith for the great
future, then come to the front of the
boat, and | see Christ standing there in
all His omnipotence, and | say, "0h,
Christ! Thou, who Couldst hush the
storm can hush all my sorrows, all my
all my fears" Ecce Deu8i
Behold the God! l learn also from this
subject that Christ can hush the tempes'.
Let those sailors on the lake 90 down
into the hold of the ship; there's no use
trying to right that ship or disentangle
The cordage; let them go down in the
ship. Christ rises on the scene. That
storm falla dead. Jesus hushing the tenn
pest. Some of you, my hearers, have a !
pack of troubles. Some of you have wept
Until you can weep no more. Perhaps
God took the sweetest little child out of (
your house-the one that asked the most
curious questions, the one that hung
.round you with greatest fondncss. The
rave .digger's spade cut through your
bleeding heart. Or, perhaps. it was the
My one you had, and yoursoul has ever
inCe been like desolated castle, where
be birds of the night hoot, amid the
allen towers and along the crumbling
Or, perhaps, it was an aged
lother that was called away. You
vould send for her when you had any
ind of trouble. She was in your home
} welcome your children into life; and
hen they died she was there to pity
ou. You know that the old hand will
ever do any more kindness for you and
le lock of white hair that you keep so
ell in the Gasket of the locket does not
,ok so we'll as it did on the day when y
ou moved it back from the wrinkled
,rehead under the old.fashioned bonnet
/ the church in the country. Or, per- =
APPS, your property has gone. You said,
There, l have so much in bank stock 80
luCh l have in horses, so much have
| lands, 80 much l have in securities
lddenly it is all gone" Alas, for the
ian who once had plenty of money, but
no has hardly enough now for the
forming marketing. No storm has ever A
yept over Gennesarst like that which
as gone trampling its thunder over your +
laking soul. But you awoke Christ in F F
le back part Of the ship, crying, "Mas- o
r, carest thou not that perish2" And
hrist rose up and quieted you
,sus hushing the tempest. =
There is one storm into which we must
run. When a man lets 90 of this life
take hold of the next, l do not care
wv much grace he has, he will want it
|. What ia that out yonderP That is a
ring Christian rocked in the surges of -
,ath. Winds that have wrecked mag.
6cent fotillas of pomp and worldly
,wer come down on that Christian soul.
Il the spirits of darkness seem to be let
ose, for it is their last chance. The CO
all of kindred seems to mingle with the Il
,in of waters, and scream of the wind,
ID thunder of the sky. Deep to deep,
low to billow; yet no tremor, no groan, til
} terror, no signing for the dying Chris. co
IN. The fact is that, from the back ra
rt of the boat, a voice sings out: "When So
ou passeth through the waters l will Oh
with thee" By the fash of the storm Oh
Q dying Christian sees that the harbor tn
only just ahead. From heavenly cas-. s,
,s voices Of welcome come over the ca
lters, Peace drops on the angry waves 81
the storm sobs itself to rest, like a pc
lid falling to sleep amid tears and Ia ilL
'ubIe. Jesus hushing the tempest. po
rike eight bells. All is we'll. ISeel ISe
Into the hsrbor Of heaven now we glide; no
We're at home at last. SSe
Oftly we drift on It's bright silver tide Oe