The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-03-21

miller all about his fsmily and the miller said
that he had two brothers and sister. mo
other brotherq" My younger brother went off
with the army many years ago, and no doubt
was long ago killed. Then the General said:
Soldiers, / am this mans younger brother
whom he thought dead" And how loud
was the cheer, and how warm was the embrace!
Brother and sister, you need as much OF an IN
PRODUCTION to each other as they did. You do
not know each other. You think your brother Is
groutv, and cross and queer, and he thinks You
selfish, and proud and unlovely. Both
wrong That brother will be prince in some
woman's eyes. and that sister queen in the es-
timation of some man. That brother is a mag
nifcent fellow, and that sister is morning in
June. Come, tlet me introduce you: Moses,
this is Miriam Miriam, this Moses" Add
70 per cent to your present appreciation of each
other, and when you kiss good morning do not
stick up your cold cheek, wet from the recent
washing as though you hated to touch each
others lips in affectionate caress. Let 1t have
all the fondness and cordiality of loving sisters
kiss.
Make yourself as agreeable and helpful to each
other as possible, remembering that soon you
part The few years Of boyhood and girlhood
will soon slip by and you will 60 out to homes OF
your own, and into the battle with the world,
and amid eyerchanging vicjssitudes, and on
paths crossed with graves and up steps hard to
climb, and through shadowy ravines. But, oh.
my God and Savior! may the terminus of the
journey be the same as the start, namely. at
fathers and mothers knee, if they have inner
tied the kingdom. Then, as in boyhood and
girlhood days, we rushed in after the days
absence with much TO tell of exciting adventures
and father and mother enjoyed the recital As
much as we who made it, so we shall on the hill
side of heaven rehearse to them all the scenes of
our earthly expedition. and they shall welcome
us homo as we say, Father and mother, we
have come and brought our children with us. .
The old revival hymn described 1t with glorious
repetition:
Brothers and sisters there will meet,
Brothers and sisters there will meet,
Brothers and sisters there will meet,
WIN meet to part no more"
read of child in the country who was de-
rained at q neighbors house on a stormy night
by some fascinating stories that were being told
him. and then looked out and saw 1t was so dark
he did not dare 60 home. The incident i'm
pressed me the more because in my childhood
had much the same experience. The boy asked
not Tt got later and later o'clock, 8 o'clock.
8 o'clock. ''Oh," he said, ~ wish [ were homer
AS he opened the door the last time a binding
fash of the storm and deafenng roar over
came him. But after while he saw In che
distance lantern, and one of his brothers was
coming to fetch him home, and the lad stepped
out and with swift step fastened on to his broth
er, who took him home where they were so glad
to greet him and for long time supper had been
waiting. So may it be when the night of death
comes, and our earthly friends cannot 60 with us
and we dare not go alone. May our Brother.
our Elder Brother, our Friend closer than q
Brother, come out to meet as with the light of
the promises, which shnll be lantern to our
feet, and then we will go in to join our loved
ones waiting for as, supper all ready the mar
riage supper OF the lamb.