Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1886-09-04

tnTlS'fln sOciclN-iuoSe people IoT
whom all things are working ri yht
now, and will WORK right forever. /
tell you that the sweetest japonicas
grow IN the Lords garden; that the
largest grapes are from the vineyards
of Canaan; that the most sparkling
floods break forth from the Rock of
Ages. Do not too much pity this Ruth
OF my text; for she is going to become
joint owner of the great harvest fields
of Boaz.
V. Once more: II we want to be-
come Christians, we must, like Ruth in
the text, choose the Christian death
and burial. She exclaimed: "Where
thou d est will | die, and there will !
be buried | think we all, when
leaving this world, would like to be
surrounded by
CHRISTIAN INFLUENCES.
You would not like to have your dying
pillow surrounded by caricaturists, and
punsters, and wine bibbers. How
would you like to have John Leech
come with his London pictorials,
and Christopher North with his
loose fun. and Tom Hood with has
rhyming jokes, when you are dying?
No! No! No! Let me have n Christian
nurse in my last sickness. Let me have
a Christian physician to administer the
medicines. Let it be a Christian wife.
or parent, or child. that watches the
going out of the tides of my mortal ex-
i~stence. Let Christian men come in
the room and read of the illuminated
valley, and the cxtinguishment of
grief. and drown the hoarse blasts of
death with the strains of Mount
Pisgah' and '.St. Martin"
In u last monaca we will All be
children. Said
DR.. GUTHRIE.
the famous Scotch clergyman, when
dying: .'Sing me a barns hymn
Yes. we will all be children then. In
that hour the world will stand con
founded around us. Our friends may
cry over Us: tears will not
help us. They may look sad; what
we want is radiation III the last
moment, thinking 1t Will help them tc
die. In our last moaen we want that
bread which came down from heaven,
Who will give it TO Us? OIL, we want
Christian people in the room, so that i
our hope begin, To struggle they ma,
say: Courage. brother! all is well
Courage In that expiring moment
want TO hear the old songs that W,
used TO sing in church and prayer-mcet
ing. In that last moment | want tC
hear the voice of some Christian frienC
pleading that the sins and shortcom
ings of my life may be
FORGIVEN,
and the door. of heaven may be opened
before my entranced spirit.
Come sing 10 me OF heaven,
When I'm about 70 die;
Sing songs of holy ecstasy.
To watt my soul on high"
, Yes; Christian people on either side tn
bed, and Christian people at the foo
+. of the bed, and Christian people +
close my eyes, and Christian peopl
to carry me out. and Chlistia
people to look after those whom
: leave behind, and Christian people t
!, remember ne q little while after | al
i, gone. Whore thou diest, will ] die
and there will ! be buried"
+ Sometime, an epitaph covers II
a more than it expresses. Waikiki
! through Greenwood cemetery ] hay
sometimes seen an inscription whic
= impressed me how hard the sculpto
r and friends were trying 70 make out
good story IN stone, ] saw from tn
4 inscription that that the man or woma
buried there had died without hope
p The inscription told me the man was
member of congress, OF a bank pres
4 dent, or some prominent citizen, bu
said nothing about his souls destiny
The body is nothing. The soul! Th
soul! And here by this inscription
see that this man was born in 1900 an
died in 1878. Seventy-fve years .
earth, and
NO CHRISTIAN HOPE!
Oh, if in all the cemeteries {
your city the graves of those VIII
have gone out of this world u~nprepare
Q should sigh on the wind, who woul
have the nerve to drive through such
O placcp If all those who have gone on
| Of this world unprepared could com
back to-day and float through the ali
I telling the story of their discontinue
( this audience would fall fiat on its face
, asking to be rescued from the AVA
anchc Of horror.
Ny hearers. do you wonder that thi
: Ruth of my text made the Christian
, choice and closed it with the ancien
form of imprecation upon her own soul
/, if she we forsook Naomi: ''Jhe Lor,
do SO to me and more also. if augh
bet death part thee and me-" The,
We're to live together. Come the jack
ais, come the bandits, roll on Dea,
Sea!
My hearers, would you not like to b
with your
CHRISTIAN FRIENDS
forever lI.ve there not zone on
persons from your housenold WHOM
= Won would like to spend enternitv with
They were mild. and loving, and gen
/: III, and beautiful. while here.
, Yor have no H., that the JOYS 0