St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-03-08

always turn the blinds the wrong way. Let
the light which puts gold on the gentian
and spots the pansy pour into you dwell
ings. Do not expect the little feet to keep
step to a dead march. Do not cover up |
your walls with such pictures as VESTS |
Death OH Pale Horse, or Tintorettos |
Massacre of the Innocents. Rather cover |
them. if you have pictures, with The
Hawking Party, and The Mill OF the Noun
train Stream. and The Fox Hunt, and The |
Children Amid Flowers, and The Harvest |
Scene, and The Saturday Night Market
ing. Above all, my friends, take into your |
homes
CHRISTIAN PRINCIPLE.
Can il be that in any OF the comfortable
homes OF my congregation the voice OF
prayer is never lifted? What! No suppl
cation at night for protection? What! NO
thanksgiving i'm the morning for carer
How, my brother, my sister, will you ans
wer God in the day of judgment, with
reference TO your children? Again, re-
mark, that home is a type OF heaven. 10
bring US To that home Christ left his home
Far up and far back in the history or
heaven there came period when It's most
illustrious citizen was about to absent HIM
self. He was not going to sail from beach
TO beach, we have often done that. lie was
not going to put out from one hemisphere
to another hemisphere; many of US have
done that. But he was TO sail from world
to world, the spaces UNEMPLOYED and the I'M
mensities untraveled. No world had ever
hailed heaven, and heaven had never hailed
any world. i think that the windows and
the balconies were thronged. and that the
pearline beach was crowded with those
who had cone TO see Him sail out the har0or
of light into the oceans beyond. Out, and
out, and out, and on, and on, and on. and
down, and down, and down lie sped, until
one night, with only one To greet Him, de
arrived. 1t is %. 900, 600 miles from here
to the sun. and all astronomers agree In say
ing that our solar system is only one OF the
small wheels OF the great machinery of the
universe, turning round some
ONE GREAT CENTER,
the center so far distant it is beyond all
| imagination and calculation; and if, as
some think, that great center in the distance
Is heaven. Christ came far from home
when he came hele. Have you ever thought
of the inconsistencies of Christ? Some of
you know what Inconsistencies is, when you
have been only few weeks absent from
the domestic circle. Christ was thirty-three
years away from home. Some of you feel
inconsistencies when you are q hundred or
| thousand miles away from the domestic
| circle. Christ was more millions OF miles
away from home than you could calculate
| II all your life you did nothing but calcu-
late. You know what it is to be hOmesiek
even amid pleaSurable surroundings; but
Christ slept in huts, and he was athirst.
and he was ahungered. and he was on the
| way from being born in another mans barn
to being buried in another mans grave.
have read how Swiss, when they are far
away from their native country, at the
sound of their national air get so homesick
that they fall into melancholy. and some
times they die under the hOmesickness. But
oh, the inconsistencies of Christi Poverty,
homesick for celestial riches. Persecution,
numeslck tor hUsanna. WEAKNESS. home
sick for rest. HOmesick for angelic and
archangelic cOmpanionship. HOmesck TO
90 out of the night, and the storm, and the
World execratiOn. and all that hOmesck-
ness suffered to get us homel At our best
estate we are
ONLY PILGRIMS
and strangers here. Heaven is our home
Death will never knock at the door of that
mansion, and in all that country there is
not single grave. How glad parents are
in holiday times to gather their children
home again. But have noticed that there
is almost always a son or daughter absent
absent from home. perhaps absent from the
country, perhaps absent from the world.
Oh, how glad our Heavenly Father will be
when he gets all his children home with him
N heaven! And how delightful it will be
: ,Or brothers and sisters to meet after long
} separation! Once they parted at the door
If the tomb; now they meet at the door OF
: immortality. Once they saw only through
glass darkly, now 1t is face to face; cor
ruptiOn. interruption: mortality, immortal
} ". Where are now all their sins and sor-
rows and troubles? Overwhelmed in the
Red Sea of Death, while they passed
through dry shOd. Gates of pearl, capstOneS
IF amethyst, thrones of dominion do not
stir my soul so much as the thought OF
nome. Once there let earthly sorrows how
ike storms and roll like seas. Homel Lei
{ thrones rot and empires wither. Home
let the world die in earthquake struggle
? md be buried amid procession Of planets
J and dirge of spheres. Home! Let ever
l. lasting ages roll irresistible sweep. Home
No sorrow, no crying. No tears. NJ
; leath. But home, sweet home, home, beau
{ tiful home,
> EVERLASTING HOME
, with each other, home with angels, hom
!. With God. One night lying on my lounge
when very tired my children all arOunt
bout me in full romp and hilarity ant
aughter-On the lounge, half awake ant
y lalf asleep, l dreamed this dream: / wa
! n a far country. 1t was not Persia. although
j more than oriental luxuriance crowned TN
|" titles. 1t was not the tropics. although
more than tropical fruitfulness filled tn
. gardens. 1t was not Italy, although NOR
than Italian sOftness filed the air. And
wandered around looking for thurns an
nettles. but l found that none of then
81 rev there; and l saw the sun rise, and
! watched to see it set, but il sank not. An
/ saw the people i'm holiday attire, and
y said. when will they put off this and pu
: on workmen's garb and again delve in tn
: nine or Swelter at the fOrge?" but the
\ never put off the holiday attire. And
u wandered i'm the suburbs of the city to fin
}, the place where the dead sleep. and
u locked all along the line of the beautifU
III hills. the place where the dead might mo.
F. Olissfully sleep. and 1 saw towers and ca,
lies, but not a mausOleum or q mOnumeT
H. or white slab could l see. And WEI
G. nto the chapel of the great town and sale
l' Where do the poor worship. and wheI
~ are the hard benches on which they sit?
And the answer was made me: I'VE hay
,n no poor in this country" And then l wal
u dered out TO find the
:, NOVELS OF THE DESTITUTE,
n, and found mansions of amber and ivOI
and gold, but not tear could l see, not
sigh could hear. and L was bewildere
and sat down under the branches of
W great tree and said: where am /? An
AZ whence comes all this seene?" And the
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