The weekly democratic statesman. [volume] (Austin, Tex.) 1871-1883, 1882-12-07

another corner; David taking none
of the airs of a giant killer; Joshua
making no one halt until he passes,
because he made the sun and moon
halt. Paul making no assumptions
over the most ordinary preacher of
righteousness. Naaman, captain of
the Syrian host, more honored than
the captive maid who told him where
he could get good doctor. o. my
soul, what a country. The humblest
man a king. The honest woman a
queen. The meanest house palace.
The shortest lifetime eternity. And
what is more strange about it all is,
we may all get there. "Not L." says
some one standing back nnder gal.
leries. Yes. you. "Not l." says some
one who has not been in church in
fifteen years before. Yes, you. "Not
l." says some one who has been fifty
years filling up his life with all kinds
of wickedness. Yes, you. There are
monOpOlies on earth, monopolistic
railroads, monOpOllstic grain deal
ers, but no monopoly in religion.
All who want TO be saved may be
saved "without money and without
Christ for all the people. OF course,
use common sense in this matter.
You cannot expect to get to Char
lesion by taking ship for Portland,
and you cannot get to Heaven by
going in an opposite direction. Be-
lieve in the Lord Jesus Christ and
thou shalt be saved. Through that
one gate of pardon and peace all the
race may go.
"But," says some one, edo you
really think L would be at home in
that supernal society, if l should
reach il? think you would. 1
know you would. remember that
i in the husking time there was
great equality of feeling among
the neighbOrs. There at one
corn shock farmer would be at
work who owned 200 acres of
ground. The man whom he was talk
ing with at the next corn shock own
ed but thirty acres of ground, and
perhaps all that covered by mort.
gage. That evening, at the close of
the husking day, one man drove
home roam span, so frisky, SO full
of life, that they got their feet over
the traces. The other man walked
home. Great difference in educa-
ton, great difference in worldly
means; but noticed at the husking
time they all seemed to enjoy each
others society. They did not ask
any man how much property. he
owned; or what his education had
been. They all seemed happy to-
gether in those good times. And so
IL will be in heaven. Our Father
will gather His children around
Him, and the neighbors will come in
and the past will be rehearsed. And
some one will tell of great strug-
gle and we all praise the grace that
fetched him out of it. And some
one will say: Here is my old faith
er that l put away with heart
break, just look at himl he is young
as any of u.s." And some will say,
"Here is my darling child that L
buried in Greenwood, and all the
after years of my life were Swallowed
with desolation-just look at her |!
she doesn't seem as if she had been
sick a minute" Great sociability.
Great neighborhoOd kindness. Go
in and dine. What though John
Milton sit down on one side and
John Howard sit down Oh the other
side? No embarrassment. What
though Charlotte Elizabeth sit down
on one side and Hannah More sit
down on the other side? No en-
barrassment. A monarch yourself,
why be embarrassed among mon
archs9 A songster yourself. why be
embarrassed amid glorified songs
tiers? Go i'll and dine. ALI the
shocks of corn coming in III their
season. Oh yes, in their season. Not
one of you have died too soon, or
having died too late, or having died
at hap-hazard. Planted just at
the right time. Ploughed at
just the right time. Cut
down at just the right time.
Husked at just the right time.
Garnered at just the right time.
Coming IN in your season. o, l
wish that the two billion bushels of
corn now in the fields or on the way
to the seabOard might be a type OF
the grand yield of honor and glory
and immortality when all the shocks
come in. l do not know how you
are constituted, but l am so consti-
tuted that there is nothing that so
awakens "reminiscences in ne as the
odors of a cornfield when l cross it
at this time of-year after the corn
hasfbeen cut and it stands in shocks
And so L have thought it might be
practically useful for US to-day to
cross the cornfield, aud l have
thought perhaps there might be
some Renaissance reused in our
soul that might be salutary and
might be saving. In Sweden prima
donna, while her house in the city
was being repaired, took
house in the country for temporary
residence, and she brought out great
array of jewels to show friends who
wished to see them. One night,
after displaying these jewels, and
leaving them on the table, and all
friends had gone, and the servants
had gone one summer night-she
sat thinking and looking into a mir
ror in front of her chair, when she
saw in that mirror the face of a rob-
Der looking in at the window behind
her, and gazing at those jewels. She
was in great fright, but sat still, and,
hardly knowing why she did 80, she
began to sing an old nursery song,
her fears making the pathos of the
song more telling. Suddenly she
noticed, while looking at the mirror,
that the robbers face had gone
from the window, and it did not
come back. A few days after the
prima donna received letter from
the robber, saying: 81 heard that the
Jewels were to be out that night and 1
came to take them at whatever
hazard, but when l heard you sing
that nursery song with which my
mother so often sang me to sleep 1
could not stand it, aud l fed, and /
have resolved upon a new and an
honest life" Oh, my friends, there
are jewels in peril richer than those
which lay upon that table that night.
They are the jewels of the immortal
soul. Would to God that some song
rolling up out of the deserted nur-
sery of your childhood or some song
rolling up out OF the cornfield, the
song of the huskers twenty Or forty
years ago, might turn all our feet out
of the paths of sin into the paths of
righteousness. Would to God that
those memories waited in an odor or
song might start us this moment
with swift feet toward that blessed
place where so many of our loved
ones have already preceded us, "com-
ing as shock OF corn cometh in in
His season.