The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-02-01


the decks Though il now lies beating upo
the breakers through mans poor pilotsge,
lis magnificent still. and good angels an
lgood men are at work trying to get the oil
ship eff the rocks And IL will not be lon
before the wreckers, with their pulleys an
tugs, will have done their work, and Heave
ADD earth will hear the cry: "She floats
she fioatsw / am glad that in such plea.
ant world the Heavenly Shepherd make
his f1ocks to rest at noon.
But having told you how life seems to m
as sand on the hilltop OF my journey, 20
want to know how it seems to me when
look back and when / look forward. Tn
first thing traveller does after getting to
hilltop and having recovered mis- breath j
to look around about him, and he says
There IS the winding road by which cam
up and yonder Is the winding road by whic
1 shall go down." So l put my outsprea
hand to nv forehead to shade my ey es from
the MONDAY sun and concenter my vision
and look toward the road have alread
travelled and see way down in the dim dis
lance at the start of the journey somethin,
quite small, and IL trembles and vibrate
know what it is. A cradle Then turn
and look at the road descending the hill. ant
still keep my oatspread hand to my fore
head so as to shade my eyes from the noon
day sun and c0ncenter my vision, and sc,
something at the foot of the road am yet Il
travel?. That something neither trembl.i
NOR vibrates nor rocks. 1t is perfectly still
IL is white, and the ground about it is lit
tie raised. All, yes guess what it is.
know what 1t is. A grave! What have
learned by the journey up hill?
TO WIN, WE MUST WORK
First-That nothing is accomplished with.
out hard work. Nv life has been prosperous
to the last degree, but have not had any
good luck. l have heard people talk about
u streak of good luck. / never in my life
q good God watching me and helping me and
guiding me and correcting my mistakes, and
when L worked hard He blessed me and
when | was lazy He did not bless me
Whether my work has amounted TO any
thing or not l must leave others to 1dge
but for the last thirty years | have worked
up to my full capacity of endurance, and II
L have gone away to rest 1T was merely to
get ready to work, and this work all accom-
piished against the full protest of my nature.
for l am nstU rally the LATEST man that ever
was born. But am as afraid of Incidence
as any reformed ineoriate was ever afraid OF
the wine cup. He knows that enc glass
would bring him back into inebriacy, and If
| should take one good long pull at nothing
to do fear | should stop forever. Young
man just starting life, l give you my solemn
without hard work, continuous, everlasting
work
/ have also learned in my journey up the
hill that all the events of ones life are lin ked
together. The chain of life is made up of q
great variety of links. long links and small
links, iron links, gold links, beautiful links,
ugly links, solemn links aud mirthful links,
but they are all part of one chain of destiny.
The minute is made up of sixty links The
day made up of twenty four links. The year
of 800 links. And oil these are fastened in
an endless chain, which works and slips
through the hand of an all governing God.
No one event set apart from other events.
People say: 1T is my day off" You
never have day of. Nothing is
makers son put, down a bundle of shoes by
the roadside to study q flower of the field
and put in his hat for preservation . moth
that he wants more deliberatly to study.
Yo1 say: who cares for anything as unim-
Dortant as tbat?" You will care for it when
tell you that that was the dawn of @ life
which was afterward to translate the Bible
into thirty versions and become the greatest
OF oriental linguists the governments of the
earth compelled to reverence the name OF
William Carey. A straight line of events
from the shoemaker's boy examining weed
by the roadside to the world renowned
Christian scholar. An American clergy man
bad q son, Adoniram. Of wonderful bright
ness. The father used to pat him on the
head and say: 'Adoniram, you will be a
great man yet" and the boy was spurred on
In his ambition and studied Latin until he
was called Old Virgil dug up" The bright
est worldly prospects opened before him.
but one day the boy came across q book en-
titled Embassy to Aba" aud it revolution
ized all his thoughts, and he resolved TO be-
come missionary to Barmah. After awhile
"a IN L.
poets OF this son In his presence. The father
said: "Adoniram, Dr. Griffin has been here
to-day, wanting you to become his colleague
in Boston," and the mother and sisters were
congratulating themselves that they would
have Adoniram 80 near home. Then he told
them OF the book he had read, and of the
fact that he was going TO spend his life
preaching Christ In DARK and cruel Burmsh.
The boys picking up that one book seemed
to be an insignificant event, but 1t began
the glorious career of Adoniram Judson.
So in all your lives the Insignificant is the
momentous and matters that seemed of no
account decide for all of as our temporal
and eternal destiAy, and your coming here
this morning, which was perhaps not long
premed tated, and accidentally as you think,
Is or more importance to you than any
event In the last ten centuries or the fiasl
destruction of the world, because 1t is going
TO decide where you will be after all the
worlds shall be demolished, some by COLI
sion and some by explosion, some by frac
ture and some by cyclone, some by frost and
some by confagration; all gone but two
and these two rolling on, the one through
cycles and immeusities OF rapture and ths
other rolling on through cycles and immen
stiles of pang; rolling up, relling up, rolling
down, rolling down; two worlds-the one
charred and she other an irradiated spheric
ity.
If you continue to ask me how the pas
appears to me, l reply it appears like tour o.
i've picture galleries running into eact
other. A Dusseldorf, Louvre, Luxem
bourg, their corridors adjoining. Boy hoo(
gallery. Church gallery. Home gallery.
THE BoYHoOD GALLERY
are the faces of schoolmates and college
mates. shut my eyes and my memor,
walks through that gallery. see them nos
dying kites, playing ball trundling the hoop
ranging the woods for nuts, coasting the nil
side, or, later. with me bending over lexi
cons and algebras and trigonometries. Tn
most OF these companions are departed.
large number OF those who were not pos
lively Christians died disspated and per
ished in sin before thirty years of age. Tn
wine-cup with its sharp edge cut the jugu
lar vein OF their immortal soul. Poor fe
lows They tried the world without God
and the world slew them. Splendid fellows
What foreheads for BRAIN What muscl
for strength And what endearing letter
they got from home, and how they carrie
of the bouquets on commencement dag
J But they made the terrific, the fl
tai mistake of thinking n
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