Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1886-10-01

mirages of the desert Paracelsus, you
know, spent his time in trying to find out the
elixir OF life-a liquid which, il taken, would
keep one perpetually young IN this world,
and would change the age back again to
youth OF course he was disappointed; he
found not the elixir. But here tell you this
morning of the elixir Of everlasting life
bursting from the "Rock of Ages and that
drinking that water you shall never get old,
and you will never be sick, and you will
come We TO the waters" All, here is q man
who says: ~ have been looking for that
fountain q great while, but can't find it."
Aud here is some one elss who says: Il be-
lieve all you say, but | have been trudging
Rlong in the wilderness, and can't find the
fountain" Do you know the reason!
1 will tell you. You never looked
in the right direction. "oh," you
say, II have looked everywhere. l have
looked North, South, East and West and 1
haven't found the fountain" Why, you
arc not looking In the right direction at
all. Look up, where Hagar looked. She
never would have found the fountain at all,
but when she heard the voice of the angel
she looked up and she saw the finger point
ing to the supply. Ard, o soul, if to-day
with one earnest, inten14 prayer you would
only look up TO ChrSt He -ould not point
you down to the supply in the wilderness.
Look unto me all ye ends Of the earth and
be ye saved; for l am God aud there is none
else" Look look, as Hagar lookedl
Yes, there is a well for every desert of be-
reavement. Looking over the audience this
morning L notice an unusual number OF
signs of mourning and woe Have you found
consolation o man bereft. o woman bereft.
have you found consolationl Hearse after
hearse. We step from one grave hillock to
another grave hillock. We follow corpies,
ourselves soon to be like them. The world
is in mourning for its dead. Every heart has
become the sepulchre of some buried joy. But
sing ye to God, every wilderness has well
in it; and l come to that well to-day and
begin to draw water from that well. If you
have lived in the country you have some
times taken hold Of the rope of the old we'll
sweep and you know how the bucket came
up, dripping with bright cool water. And
l lay hold of the rope of Gods mercy this
morning and begin to draw on that Gospel
well-sweep and l see the buckets coming up.
Tnirsty SOUL Here is one bucket of life
come and drink of it: "Whosoever will let
him come and take of the water of life free
ly." | pull away again at the rope and an
other bucket comes up. 1t is this promise
"Weeping many endure for a night but Joy
cometh in the morning" l lay hold of the
rope again and l pull away with all my
strength and the bucket comes up bright and
beautiful and cool. Here is the promise:
Come unto Me all We who are weary and
heavy laden and | will give you rest. :"
The old aStrologerS used to cheat the peo-
pie with the idea that they could tall from
the position OF the stars what would occur
i'll the future and if cluster of stars stool
in one relation, why, that would be q prophe "
Of evil, if a cluster of stars stood in another
relation that would be prophecy of good.
What superstition But here Is new as
trology in which l put all my faith. By look
ing up to the star of Jacob, the morning star
of the Redeemer, can make this prophecy
in regard to those who put their trust
in God: "All things work together for
good to those who love God" Do you
love him? Have you seen the Nyctan-
thes' 1t is beautiful flower, but it
give very little fragrance until after sunset.
Then it pours into richness on the air. And
this grace of the Gospel that commend to
you this morning, while it may be very
sweet during the day of prosperity, it pours
forth its richest aroma after sundown, and
it will be sundown with you and me after
awhile. When you come to go out Of this
world, will it be a desert march or will it be
drinking at fountaini
A Christian Hindoo was dying and his
heather comrades came around him and tried
to comfort him by reading some of the pages
of their theology; but he waved his hand as
much as to say: 81 don't want to hear it
Then they called in heather priest and he
said: If you Will only recite the NunItTd it
will deliver you from hell" He waved his
hand as much as to say: II don't want to
hear that. Then they said: "Call on jugger-
naut." He shook his head as much as to say:
Il can't do that" Then they thought
perhaps he was too weary to speak and they
said: Now, if you can't say 'Juggernaut,'
think of himf" He shook his head again as
much as to say: "No, no, no." Then they
bent down to his pillow and they said "In
what will you trustF' "His face lighted up
with the very glories of the celestial sphere
as he cried out, rallying all his dying ener-
the fountain! l will tell you the whole story
in two or three sentences. Pardon for all
sin. Comfort for all trouble. Light for
all darkness. And every wilderness has
n wall in If