Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1881-10-02

great and the humble, the high and
the low, the rich and the poor; lie lays
his mailed hand upon the lung and
says .sbe quiet ~ He taps upon the
heart and says "be still''--it stops. 1t
would not seem so bold for death to
enter the fisherman's hut, or the peas
ants cot; but he comes stumbling along
into the palace Of the great King,
through the chamber Of the Prince, by
the bedside of the magistrate, and makes
quicker arrest than any sheriff. lie
yer explains, never yields, but
strengthening himself he buckles close
his armor, lifts high the shield. poises
the cimeter and walks off the victorious
| Black Prince of our last great b.ttle-
field. But those dying in the Lord,
while they leave everything pleasant
behind, their honors, families, friends
houses, books, pictures, landscape, sun
shine and shadow, do not step out from
| light into darkness, from joy into pun.
They do not hang their harp on willow
| and trudge off down into captivity,
they quit not the presence of love and
home to plunge off into darkness I'M
u,
of earth's Heaven woven around their
fireside, hallowed by mothers love,
wife's appreciation, chiIdrens prayers,
those bowers are not blown away by
the blast of death. They are
only frosted, made more beautiful as
with a crown of autumn foliage, faded
as the leaf, as the leaf Are the wood
bine and ivey ever more beautiful than
to-day, tipped with many shades by the
late equinoctial usheriug in the frost
King. Is Christian character ever so
beautiful as in the dying hour? "Is
there a chance 2" he said, 81 will take
the chance" 1t would be pleasant to
live and carry out great purposes for a
| nations veal. 1t would be pleasant to
witness nations sympathy for his suf-
ferings, and gratitude at his deliver
ance. 1t would be pleasant indeed to
stand longer by the side of her he loved
best, to cheer the old age of his broken
mother, to establish his growing family
of chilo rem in a dangerous world. 1t
would be sweet joy if he could live a
few years longer and reap the worthy
reward of many years of struggle
he was leaving behind him, it would
be worth while he thought to make a
brave heroic struggle with the shadow
of death if perchance it might please
God to restore him yet little while.
And so he says ~ will take the chance" ;
and then he says with the Christians
fortitude 81 am ready if it be His will
that shall go! How it reminds us of
the anguish of Gcthsemene when He
who died for the nations of the earth
wished the cup of bitterness to pass
from him, but says to God "not as
will but as thou wilt" ~ would stay
longer if thou wouldst be pleased mot
as i will but as thou wilt" How like |
the parting words of Him who said, 81 |
ana now ready to be offered ,ard the time |
of my departure is at hand" He
faded as the leaf, as the leaf growing |
more beautiful in the verdure of his |
Christian manhood until fifty millions
of people with uncovered head stood |
gazing up into heaven at the sight, !
and beyond the sea a hundred millions
were responding to the thr0b Of the
American heart, and disappearing lips |
were struck dumb with awe at the |
Christian heroism Of this man Of vaior,
until millions Of voices were subdued in
prayer that erstWhile learned only TO
curse. Fading as the leaf, as the leaf,
looking to the Christians home in
glory.
'"where remains a land ofrest,"
Where his savior went before him
To fulfill his souls request.
He was fitting up that mansion,
Which eternaiiy shall stand;
Where his stay shall not be transcient, |
In that happy, holy land. m-
Sing, Q, sing, ye heirs OF glory
Shout your trumphs us you go,
lions gates shall open for you,
You shall find an entrance through" |
All is over. How grandly he sleeps
a giant resting after battle,-the chariot
of God coming to take him home,-to
him the shout of captives break not on
the morning air,-nO clank Of chains is
Heaven rings again and
again with coronation anthem. Mon
arch of the forest iIlumined with autumn
nal sunset. with the beauties of Heavens
rainbow, let come the frests thy
gIories ascend in chariot of fire. o.
great man and loved, thou hast gone
with the autumn sunset, an immortal
name rejecting the blendings of the
rainbow in a nations tears,-gone in a
chariot of fire,-faded as the leaf
Though thy wounded body enters the
,omb it shall come forth again as the