Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1886-12-13

Ltltsh iIeEC must ne a WOflu nduSlu al d
certain point in the heavens, and large
prize was offered for some one who could
discover that world. The telescopes from
TIE great Obseryatores were pointed IN
vain, but a girl at Nantucket, Mass,
fashioned telescope and, looking through
1t, discovered that star, and won the
| prize and the admiration OF all the as
Economical world, that stood amazed at
her genius. And so it is often the case
that grown people cannot see the light,
| While some little child beholds the star or
pardon, the star OF nope, the star of con-
ISOLATION, the star OF Bethlehem, the morn
ing star of Jesus. mot many mighty
men, not many wise men are called: but
| God hath chosen the weak things OF the
world to confound the mighty; and base
things and things that are not, to bring to
naught things that are" Oh, do not de-
spise the prattle OF little children when
they are speaking about God, and Christ,
and heaven You see the way your
=, child is pointing; Will you take that
pointing or wait until, in the wrench OF
some awful bereavement, God shall lift
that child to another world, and then 1t
will beckon you upwardy VIII you take
the pointing, or will you wait for the beck
oning? Blessed be God that the little
Hebrew captive pointed in the right dlrec-
| tlonl Blessed be God tor the saving min
istry of Christian children!
No wonder the advice of this little He
| brew captive threw ali Naaman's man.
sion and Benhadad's palace into excite
ment, Goodbye, Naaman! With face
! scarified, and ridged, and intlamed by the
pesulence, and aided by those who sup
! ported him on either side, he staggers out
to the chariot. Hold fast the fiery cours-
| ers of the royal stable while the poor sick
! man lifts his swollen feet and
| pain-struck limbs into the vehicle. BOls-
ter him up with the pillows, and let him
take lingering LOOK at his bright apart
| ment, for perhaps the Hebrew captive
| may be mistaken, and the next time
| Naaman comes to that place he may be a
dead weight on the shoulders of those
who carry him-an expired chieftain
| seeking sepulture amid the lamentations
| of an admiring nation. Goodbye,
| Naamani
Let the charioteer drive gently over the
hills of Hermon lest he jolt the invalid,
! Here goes the braVest man of all his day,
a captive OF a horrible disease. AS the
| ambulance winds through the streets OF
Damascus the tears and prayers of all
the people go after the world-renowned
invalid. Perhaps you have had an invalid
| go out from your house on a health eX-
| curslon. You know how the neighbors
| stood around and said: "Ah, he will
never come back alivep' Oh, it was a
solemn moment, | tell you, when the in
valid had departed and you went into the
| room to make the bed, and to remove the
medicine phials from the shelf, ana to
| throw open the shutters so that the fresh
air might rush into the long-closed room!
| Good bye, Naaman! There is only one
| cheerful face looking at him, and
| that is the face of the little Hebrew cap
| tive. who is sure he will get cured and
who is so glad she helped him. AS the
chariot winds out and the escort of
mounted. courtiers, and the mules, laden
with sacks of gold and silver and en-
broidered suits OF apparel, went through
the gates of Damascus and out on the
| long way, the hills of Naphtali and
| Ephraim look down on the procession.
and the retinue goes right past the battle
| fields where Naaman, in the days of his
health, used to rally his troops for fearful
onset; and then the procession stops and
reclines awhile in the groves of olives and
! oleander, and General Naaman so sick
and so very, very SICK.
How the countrymen gaped as the pro-
cession passed! They mad seen Naaman
| go past like whirlwind in days gone by,
and had stood aghast at the clank OF his
war equipments; but now they commits
crate him. They say: Poor man, he
will never get home alive! Poor mani"
General Naaman wakes up from a rest
| less sleep in the chariot and he says to
the charioteer: "How long before we
shall reach this prophet, Elisha's? ?"
| The charioteer says to waysIder: "How
J far is it to Elisha's house? she says:
| 1.-TWO miles," 1.-TWO miles," Then thew
whip up the lathered and fagged-Out
horses. The whole procession bright.
ems up at the prospect of speedy arrival
| They drive up to the door Of the prophet.
The cnarioteers shout: "Whoa" to the
horses, and the tramping h0Ofs and grind
| ing wheels cease shaking the earth.
Come out, Elisha, come out, you have
company; the grandest company that
ever came to your house has come to 1t
now. No stir inside Elisha's house. The
fact was, the Lord had informed Elisha
that the sick captain was coming and
Just how to treat MIN. Indeed. when you
are sick and the Lord wants you to get
we'll He always tells the doctor how to
treat you; and the reason we have go
many bungling doctors is because they
depend upon their own strength and in
structions and not on the Lord God and
that always makes malpractice. Come
ont. Elisha, and attend TO your business,
General Naaman and his retinue waited,
aud waited, ana waited. The fact was,
| Naaman had two diseases-pride and
| leprosy; the one was as hard to get rid of
as the other. Elisha sits quietly in his
house and does not so out. After a
while, when he thinks he has humbled
This proud man, NE says 10 a servant: Vi
out and tell General Naaman to battle
seven times in the river Jordan, out yon-
der five miles, and lie will get entirely
we'll"
The message comes out. 'What!" SAYS
the commauder-in-chief of the Syrian
forces. his eye kindling with an ANNA
ton which it had not shown for weeks,
and his swollen foot stamping on the bot.
tom of the chariot, regardless OF pain.
"What! Isn't he coming out to see me
Why, thought certainly he would come
and utter some cabalistic words over me,
or make some enigmatlcal passes over
my wounds. Why. / don't think he knows
who am. Isn't he coming out? Why,
why, when the Shunamite woman came
to him, be rushed out and cried
"Is it we'll with thee? Is it well
with thy husband? Is it well
with the child? And will he treat poor
unknown woman like that. and let me,
titled parsonage, sit here in my chariot
and walt and wait? l won't endure il
any longer. Charioteer, drive on
| Wash IN the Jordan! Hal hal The
shiny Jordan-the muddy Jordan-the
monotonous Jordan. / wouldn't be seen
| washing in such river as that. Why
we watered our horses in a better river
, than that on our way here. The beauti.
full river. the jasper paved river OF Phar
( par. Besides that, we have IN our coun.
try another Damascene river, ALBANIA.