Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1886-03-08


wander off into dissipation and into inf.
deity, and at last make shipwreck of their
immortal soul, on their death bed and
in their Day of Judgment they will curse
you! seated BY the register or tee stove,
what if on the wall should come out the
history Of your children? What history
the mortal and immortal life Of your
loved ones! EVeryparent is writing the
history of bis child He is writing it, com
posing it into song or turning it into q
grosn.
Ny mind runs back to one OF
THE BEST OF EARLY HOMES.
Prayer, like root, over it. Peace, like an
atmosphere, in it. Parents, personi6es-
tions of faith in trial and comfort in dark
ness. The two pillars of that earthly home
long ago crumbled to dust. But shall l
ever forget that early homer Yes, when
the fowe: forge,s the sun that warns it.
Yes, when the mariner forgets the star
that guided him. Yes, when love has gone
out on the hearts altar and memory has
emptied its urn into torgefulness. Then
the home of my childhood, l will forget
thee: the family altar of q fathers
importantly and mothers tenderness, the
voices of affection, the funerals of our
dead father and neither, with interlocked
arms like INTERVENING branches Of trees
making Q perpetual arbor Of love and peace
and kindness-then will forget them
then and only then. You know, my brother
that o hundred times you have been kept
out Of sin by the memory Of such scene
as l have been describing. You have often
had raging temptations, but you know
what has held you with supernatural grasp.
| tell you O man who has had such good
home as that never gt to over it, and man
who has bad bad early home never gets
over it.
Again. remark, that home is
TYPE OF HEAVEN.
To bring US to that home Christ left His
home. Far up and far back in the history
OF heaven there came a period when it's
most illustrious citizen was about 10 sb.
sent Himself. He was not going to
sail from beach to beach; We have
often done that. He was not going
to put cut from one hemisphere
to another hemisphere; many Of Us have
done that. But be was to sail from worlj
to world, the spaces unexplored and the
immensities untraveled. No world had
ever hailed heaven, and heaven had never
hailed any other world. ! think that the
pearline beach was crowded with those
who had come to see Him sail out the
harbor of light into the oceans beyond.
Out, and out, and out, and on, and on,
and on, and down, and down, aud down
He sped, until one night, with only one TO
greet Him, He arrived. HIS disenbarka.
tion 90 unpretending, SO quiet that it was
not known on earth until the excitement
IN the cloud gave intlmation that some
thing grand and glorious had happened
Who comes there? From what port did
he sail2 Why was this the place of his
destination? Iquestion the shepherds, ]
question the camel drivers, | question the
angels. / have found out. He was an
exile. But the world has had plenty Of
exiles. Abraham an exile from Ur Of
rhe Chaldees; John On exile from Ephesus;
Kosciusko and exile from Poland; Mszzini
an exile from Home; Emmett on exile
from Ireland Victor Hugo an exile from
France; kOssuth an exile from Hungary.
But this one of whom | speak to-day had
such resoundiug farewell and came into
such chilling reception-for not even an
hostler went ont with bis lantern TO help
him in--that he is more to be celebrated
than any other expattiated one Of earth or
heaven.
1t is
NINETY EVE MILLION NILES
from here to the sun, and all astronomers
agree in saying that our solar system is
only one Of the small wheels Of the great
machinery OF the universe, turning round
some one great centre, the centre 20 far
distant it beyond ell imagination and cal
culation; and if, as some think, that great
centre in the distance is heaven, Christ
came far from home when he came
here. Have you ever thought
of the homesickness Of
Christ? Some Of you know what home
sickness is, when you have been only q few
weeks absent from the domestic circle.
Christ was thir.y-three years away from
home Some Of you feel homesickness
when you are O hundred or thousand
miles away from the domestic circle.
Christ was more millions of miles away
from home than you could calculate if all
your life you did nothing but calculate
You know what it is 10 be homesick even
amid pleasurahle surroundings; but Christ
slept in huts. and he was thirst, and he
was a.hupgered and he was on the way
from being born in another mans barn to |
being buried in another mans grave.
have read how the Swiss, when they are
far away from their native country, at the
sound of their national air get 30 home |
sick that they fall into melancholy, and
sometimes they die under the homesick.
ness. But oh, the homeeckness Of Christ
Poverty, hoIesick Tor celestial riches. |
Persecution, bomesick for hossnns. Wear
iress homesick for rest. Homesick for
angelic and archspgelic companionship
Homesick to 20 out Of the night, and the
storm, and the worlds execrstion, and all
that honesicknoss suffered to get us home!
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 al that couptry there is
not single grave. How glad parents are
in holiday time TO gather their children
home again. Bot have noticed that there
is almost always son or o daughter sb' |
sent-sbsent from home, perhaps absent
from the country, perhaps absent from the
world. Oh. how glad our Heavenly
Father will be when be gets all his child
rem home With him in heaven! And how
delightful it will be for brothers and sisters
to meet after long separation, Once
they parted at the door Of the tomk; now !
they neet at tbe door Of immortal
ity. Once they saw only through
glsas dsrkly, now II is face to face; oorup |
ton, interruption; mortality, Immortality. |
Where are now all their sins and sorrows
and troubles2 Overwhelmed in the Red |
Sea Of Death while they passed through dry
shod.
Gates Of pearl cspstones Of amethyst
thrones of dominion do net SUR my soul 90
much as the thought Of home. Once there