The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1886-09-09

fu song and suggestions or better world |
Whether the wal be frescoed or not, or ouly |
a ceiling of unplaued ratterS; whether mar
bic lions are couchaut at the front entrance,
on plain latch is lifted by a tow-string that
homo is the ante-uhamber of heaven, A man
never gets over having lived in such home.
II holds you in an eternal grip, Though
your parents may have been gone forty
years, the tears of pentonce and gladness
that were wept at the family altar still gilt
ter in your memory, Nay, do you not now
feel hot and warm ON your hands, the tears
which that mother shed thirty years ago,
when, one cold winter night, she came and
wrapped you up in tho led and prayed for
your welfare here and for Your everlasting
welfare before tho thronei
Dye who are to set up your own homo, see
that it he Christian home! Let Jesus make
the wine at that wedding. A home without
God is an awful place, there are 50 many
perils 10 threaten it, and God himself Is so
bitterly against it, but "the Lord encampeth
around about the inhabitation OF the lust,
What grand thing it is TO have God stand
guard at that door, and thu Lord Jesus the
familyphyscian; and the wings OF angels The
cauo ~ over the pillow and the Lord OF Glory
aperpetual guest. You say il is important that
the wife and mother be Christian, l say to
YOU it is lust as important that the nus
band and father be a Christian. \ ct
how many clever men there are who say
'My wife does all the religion of my house.
! am worldly man; but have confidence IN
her, and think she will b ing the whole fam
lily up all right 1t will MT do, my brother.
The fat that you are not Christian mas
more influence on you' family than the fact
tlat your w te is a Ch'is ian. Your children
iii say: "Father's a very cool man; he is
not Christian, and if he can risk the future,
/ can risk the FUTURE O father and husband!
join your wife ON the road to heaven, and at
,,f.y tg,nt hon for ut ha
say; "lcan't pray, am aman Of few words
and | don't think | could put half dozen
sentences together in such prayer GU
can pray; you can. II your child were down
with scarlet fever, and the noSthour were to
decide its recovery or its death, You would
pray in sols and grGans and laroXysnlS OF
ea;ncstnesS. Yes, You can pray. When the
eternal lie OF your household may depend
upon your application, let your bneeS Timber
and so down, but, ii you still Insist that you
cannot compose prayer, then buy or bor-
row a prayer book OF the Episcopal church,
and gatie your family, and put ycur prayer
book on a chair and kneel down before Ii,
and in the solemn and hu he'd presence Of
God gather up all your sorrows and tempta-
tions and sins, and cry out: Good Lord, de-
liver us.n
". Again remark; If we want to be-
come Christ.a like Ruth in the text, we
must choose Chris ian assoc cations THY
INp- nc HhRi' 10 my IOJp', NiiNu phV A.uNit "
Naomi. The folks you associate with |
want to associate with They viii come and
see me- AMI Will go and see them. | want
to move in the highest Of all circles, the circle
of Gods elect; and therefore, mother, | am
going back with you to the land Of Judah.p
10y who are seeking after God-and
suppose there are many such in this pres
ene-do you who. are seeking alter
God prefer Chri2tian society to
worldly s1cietyi No. you say,
81 prefer the worlds mirth, and the
worlds laughter, and the worlds innuendo,
and the worlds paraphernalia.1 Well, this
is a free country, and you shall have the
right of choice; but let me tell you that the
Turest mirth, and the most untrammelel
glee and the greatest residence of soul are in
side Christian companionShin, and not out
side of it. l have tried both styles of COM
panionship-the comprehensive of the world
and the companonship of Christ, and know
by experience. ! have been now so long in
the slln9hiny experience and society of
Christian people, that when an compelled
to go for little while amid intense worldly
society feel depressed. 1t is like going out
of June garden into an icehouse. Men
never know fully how to laugh until they
become Christians The worlds laughter
| has Jerk OF disSatsFa ton at tho Cn l. but
when a man is consecrate to God, and he is
| all right for tie world to cone, then when he
| laughs body, mind an | soul CIackle. Let a
| group OF ministers of ia gospel, ga hered
! from ali denominations of Christian, be to-
! gether in dining Eal. or in a social circle.
| aud YOU know they are proverbially jocuud,
| o, ye unconvertol people! | know not bow
! you can stand it down in that maping, bill
/ ious, satu nine wo Idly association. Come
up into thu sunlight of Christian so iGty-
those people for whom all thin sare working
right now, and viii work right forever. l tell
you that the sweetest iaponicas grow in the
] l IL =, hat
from the VINEYARDS of Canaan; that The most
| sparkling foods break forth from the Rock
| of AGES, Do not too much pity this Ruth Of
my test, for she is going to be ONE joint
owner Of the great harvest fields Of Boa2.
V. Once more; If we want to become
| Christians, we mus, like Ruth in the text,
choose the Christians death AMI burial. She
| exclaimed; Where thou die st will l die, and
there VIII he buried. | think we all, when
leaving this world, would like to he sur
rounded by Christian influences. \ on would
not ike to have your dying pil.ow surrounded
| by caricatnrists and pgnster5 and wine
Sbbers. How would you like to have
John Leech come with his London pic
torals and ChriStorher North with his
loose fun, and Tom Hood with his rhyming
! jokes, when you are dying. No! No! MOI
Let me have Christian nurse in r:y last
sickness. Let me have a Christian physician
to administer the me lcine. Let it lie
Christ an wife, or larent or child, that
wat.hes the going out of the tides of my
mortal exi5ten e. Let Christian men come
/ into the room and read of the illuminated
valley and the eXtinguishment Of grief, and
/ drown the hoarse blasts OF death with the
strains of MT Pisgah' and st Martin"
in our last moment we W Il all be children.
| Said DR.. Guthrie, the famous Scotch clergy
man, when dying: ''Sing me BARN shymn.
| Yes, we will all be children then. In that
| hour the word will stand confounded around
| us. Cur friends may cry over US: tears Will
not help us They may look sad; what we
want is radiation i'll the last moment
thinking it will help them die. In our
| last moment we wait thai bread which
came down from Heaven. Who will
! give it 10 us9 Oh, we want Chris
tan people in the room, so that
| if our hope begins to struggle they may say:
Courage brother! all is well Couragew
| In that expiring moment | want to hear the
old songs we used to sing in church and
prayer meetings. In that last moment want
to hear the voice of some Christian friend
| pleading that the sins and shortcomings of
my life may be forgiven, and the doors Of
heaven may be opened before my entranced
spirit.
''Come sing to me of heaven,
When I'm about to die:
Sing songs OF holy ecstasy,
To watt my soul on high"
Yes. Christian people on either side of the
bed, and the Christian people at the foot of the
bed, and Christian people to close my eyes,
and Christian people to carry me out, and
| Oh Isl an people t. look after those wiiom l
leave behind, and Christian people to re-
member me a little while after am gone.
Nv here thou diest, will die and there will
| be buried"
Sometimes an cpitarh covers up more than
it expresses. Walking through Greenwood
! Cemetery have sometimes seen an inscrip-
ton which impressed me how hard the
sculptor and friends were trying to make out
a good story in stone. ! saw from the in
scription that the man or woman buried there
hal died without no. e. The ms ription toli
mC the man was a member of Congress, or a
bank President or some prominent citizen,
but said nothing about his souls des-
tiny The body is nothing The soul!
The soul! And here by this inscription
see that this man was born in 1900 and died
in 1919. Seventy-iive years on earth, AMI no
Christian hope! Oh, if in all the cemeteries
of your city tho graves Of those who have
gone out of this world uuprey areI should
sigh On the wind, who woul have the ner ye
to drive through sgch pla e! II all those
who have gone out of this world unprepared
| could coma Ia f.y tn Jnv opI float .